After my adopted sister died, my brother became the person who hated me the most in the world. He hated me so much that he sent me to a casino in Las Vegas to be auctioned off for fun. I begged for mercy in every possible way, but there was only hatred in his eyes, "If I hadn't given you a kidney, Zhizhi would not have died on the operating table! You killed her, so spend your life to atone for her sins." But when terrorists attacked, he did not hesitate to protect me tightly in his arms and block all fatal bullets. Coughing bright red blood next to my ears, "If there is a next life, I would rather not have you as my sister. Zhizhi is enough for me." I committed suicide by drinking a bullet and was reborn five years ago.
