My mother hated me for over twenty years. Out of obsession, she even adopted a son, my younger brother. On the day of the reception for my younger brother who was studying abroad, my mother called me several times but no one answered her phone. She was so angry that she seemed to use the most vicious words in the world against me. My younger brother cursed angrily: "I don't have a sister like her." My dad straightened his mouth and snorted coldly: "I've seen it a long time ago, she is an unfilial white-eyed wolf." But they didn't know that I was already dead. My mother would not know that her adopted brother was actually my father's illegitimate son.
