In the midst of the ridicule from the entire village, my mother gave birth to a sister, showing no concern for me, her son.
Since the birth of my sister, the whole family has placed her above all else.
I only get to eat an egg once a year, while my sister eats them every day.
Everything my sister says is right; as long as she speaks, it's considered the truth.
I refuse to accept this. Why is it that other families value sons more, while in my family, it's the opposite?
Finally, one day, unable to bear it any longer, I pushed her into the icy river.
As my sister lay gasping for breath, my mother slapped me across the face.
"If your sister dies, who will save you in the future!"
"Stop smashing the window, I won't open it. If you don't leave, I'll let the zombies in. We can all die together."
I spoke harshly, and the sound of window smashing indeed ceased.
"She won't dare, you keep going."
The cold voice of the man with glasses rang out, piercing my heart like a sharp sword.
Yes, I dare not. I dare not kill, and I'm afraid of zombies. I fear that after everything ends, I'll be caught and thrown into prison. I'm only twenty-four, I don't want to leave a stain on my life.
I was bowing my head and rummaging through my bag for earphones on the high-speed train.
Suddenly, a strong stench hit my nose.
When I looked back, I saw a man resting his sockless feet on the back of my seat.
Upon seeing me glare at him, the man disdainfully glanced at me, lowered his head, and continued watching bizarre videos.
"Do you have any manners?" I couldn't bear it any longer.
"No," the man replied nonchalantly.
In an instant, I understood that speaking politely to someone like him was like farting silently.
I continued, "Do you have any shame?"
"No, I don't," the man replied.
Even the lady next to him gave him a disdainful look.
"Do you have any regard for your life?"
The man hesitated, looking at me with a doubtful expression.
"Do you have any regard for your life?" I repeated.
"How can you take my life?" the man regained his composure and laughed as if he had heard a funny joke.
I looked at him determinedly and said slowly, "When we reach the next stop, at the second intersection, you will be hit by a car and die."
The man became angry and ashamed, "You damn girl, stop spouting nonsense, or I'll rip your mouth apart."
Then he sarcastically remarked, "Are you some kind of fairy from heaven? You say I'll die, so I'll die?"
I didn't want to argue with him any longer, so I called the train attendant.
As I passed by the man before changing seats, I whispered gently, "You will die a gruesome death."
"Fuck..." I heard the man curse from behind. I suddenly stopped, stood in place, and without looking back, I said to the astonished train attendant, "The more viciously he curses, the more terrible his death will be."
Today, while I was driving, I accidentally hit and killed a person.
The person was crossing the road horizontally and walking very slowly. I honked at him.
He turned his head and gave me a glare, deliberately stopping in front of my car.
F***.
An inexplicable rage surged within me, and I stepped on the accelerator, killing him.
Cousin took pictures of me changing clothes and sent them to my colleagues.
I angrily questioned her.
She replied, "I didn't do it on purpose, besides, with your skinny figure, nobody wants to look at it!"
So I retaliated by sending her a photo of her embracing an older man.
Then her wealthy boyfriend dumped her, and her dreams of marrying into a wealthy family were shattered.
Mom favored my younger brother and sister, while I was just a tool born to them. She often taught me, "You are the older sister, you should take good care of your younger siblings, pamper and love them, give them the best of everything."
I listened attentively, covering up for their mistakes, apologizing for their fights, giving them whatever they wanted.
Later, one of them became a third party in someone else's marriage because of my care, while the other ended up in prison.
My mom wanted to kill me, but I looked innocent, saying, "Wasn't it you who told me to give them the best of everything?"
Going to prison was the best place for them.
Don't you find it strange how odd rumors circulate among you?
It's advised not to let your curiosity get the better of you and test things out lightly.
Otherwise, trouble will come.
Have you ever heard of a living person attending their own funeral?
Ten years ago, I narrowly escaped death from a big fire and barely survived.
I was quite pleased with myself for this moment of luck.
Back then, I didn’t know what kind of price I would have to pay for this fortune...
If a random stranger were to die, you could receive seven million yuan.
What would you do?
I didn't get the seven million yuan right from the start.
The story begins with the death of the first man.
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