I dressed up as the passerby sister in my torture novel, and there were only three days left before the hero jumped off the building.
>In the original work, he was an orphan raised by the whole village, and became a top figure because of his extraordinary appearance.
>But he broke his promise to his sister who stayed in the mountain village and did not return for ten years.
>Finally, he returned to his hometown with a terminal illness and fell down in front of the grave of my body.
>But on this rainy night, he came back early - soaked to the skin and coughing up blood.
>I hurriedly hid the cancer diagnosis certificate: "Brother, it's time to eat."
>He looked at his sister who was warming porridge by the stove, his eyes as empty as a dying person.
>Later I tore up the original plot and grabbed his wrist tightly on the cliff.
>"Chen Shi!" I called out his real name in the real world.
>His pupils shrank suddenly: "Who are you?"
