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The day my father was diagnosed with cancer, my younger brother said with red eyes that he would drop out of school and go work. Faced with my brother who owed a lot, I went to Africa in his place without hesitation. But after I died of the disease, my parents refused to attend the funeral and only asked that my mobile bank card be sent back to China. Only then did I realize that my father was not sick at all and my family was not poor. While I was working tirelessly abroad, they took huge demolition funds and drove luxury cars and lived in villas in China. In the next life, when my younger brother once again said with red eyes that he would drop out of school and work to make money for his father's medical treatment. I, who have always loved and protected my younger brother, fell silent...