I Give My Ashes to the Dusk

After my adoptive sister died, my brother became the person who hated me most in the world.

He hated me so much that he sent me to a Las Vegas casino to be auctioned off for people's amusement.

I begged him desperately, but all I saw in his eyes was hatred.

"If they hadn't needed your kidney, Zhizhi wouldn't have died on the operating table! You caused her death, so spend the rest of your life atoning for it."

Yet when terrorists attacked, he didn't hesitate to shield me in his arms, taking every fatal bullet for me.

He coughed up warm, red blood beside my ear.

"If there's a next life, I'd rather not have you as my sister. Zhizhi is all I need."

I shot myself and was reborn five years in the past.

Brother, this time, I don't want your kidney, and I don't want your love.

I only want to grant your wish.

So you'll have just one sister.