This idea persisted until I was thirteen, shattered by a dream.

That night, I dreamt about my future.

I dreamt that I got into the city's high school, but my parents wanted me to drop out to work and support my younger siblings.

Due to my firm attitude and the gossip in the village, my parents agreed to let me attend high school, but made me sign an IOU, stipulating that I had to repay the money for high school within two years of working.

I agreed, smoothly entered high school, and eventually successfully entered a decent university, venturing into the outside world.

Certainly, my family wouldn't provide me with tuition fees, so I applied for student loans and managed living expenses through part-time jobs and scholarships.

In university, I saw another side of the world, made many friends, learned a lot, but I couldn't escape from my younger siblings.

They listened to my mom and grandma, asking me for living expenses, to buy them clothes, phones, and pocket money.

I refused, but it only earned me a slap from my mom.

She said, "You're the older sister, you should be responsible and take care of your younger siblings. Besides, we've raised you for so many years, what's wrong with you spending some money on your siblings? You're really a stingy person."

I compromised because I still owed them for raising me.

After I graduated from university, started a business, earned some money, I repaid all the student loans and the money owed to my parents, even adding a bit extra, considering it as buying off the years of upbringing.

In the following years, I completely cut off contact with them.

It wasn't until I was twenty-nine that year, my mom suddenly found me, asking if I was married, if I had a boyfriend.

I was busy with work at the time, had no time for love, so I casually answered my mom and sent her away.

But my mom persisted, actually asking me to give money to my brother to buy a house, and to my sister to buy a car.

I didn't agree because when I gave them money before, I had already said not to contact me again.

Yet, she used the excuse of grandma's imminent passing to deceive me back, colluding with my siblings to push me off the rooftop.