My name is Wang Di.

I live in a family where my parents have never seen me since I was born, and my sister is my parents who brought me up.

I was a college student before I died, but in my second year of study, I died.

In order to give me a good way out, I dropped out of school and didn't make much money at home, and then I didn't have a few hundred yuan to deduct my living expenses, and I didn't even have food to eat on the day when my sister didn't have a meal.

I remember......

My sister's grades are very good, my grades can't get into her eyes, she was admitted to a 211 university in Beijing with a full scholarship, but I was still in high school at that time, if she left, I would have no one to take care of, but if I followed her to Beijing, with the monthly income and expenses of the two of us, especially plus my tuition, we may not be able to live for even a month.

Naturally, there are many well-wishers who are willing to accept us and give us money, and we have also tried to accept assistance from several families, but the reality is not as simple as what is in the books on TV.

This is the bottom line of being a human being, my sister will naturally not be willing, to be honest, even if my sister is willing, I will not agree.

Of course, there are really well-wishers, but the money they can give adds up to less than 1,000 a month, and it is indeed enough to change to other cities, but the place we are going to is Beijing......

And I was still a transfer student from other places to Beijing, first of all, the school choice fee had to be accounted for our annual income, not to mention other expenses, at that time there was no school loan, so my sister did not make too many choices, so she gave up.

In that era when there was no enrollment loan and no diploma networked, she gritted her teeth and sold the admission letter of the School of Business Administration, which was very popular at any time, to a sister who didn't learn and didn't even do a few math problems, but her family was a big company.

20,000 yuan, which is still a lot in the nineties, is at least enough to finish me from high school, and then rent a small house that is far away from the city, but at least not afraid of wind and rain.

I continued to study while my sister started looking for a job, but in order to be able to take care of me, reduce the cost of accommodation and living, and reduce the cost of tutoring, she had to find flexible time and just work while I was at school in order to cook and tutor for me.

So she got up earlier than me every morning, finished the meal, and left, and in the evening after I had a night of self-study, she came back to take time to tutor me.

In this way, I have to work five or six jobs a day, and it is only about 1,000 yuan a month, and in addition to a month's rent, I can only buy barely enough food and clothing.

I lived like this all the way to college......

Under such pressure, I naturally had to fight for my anger and was admitted to the School of Business Administration of the 211 University that my sister once dreamed of, because of the full scholarship, even if I went to college, my sister's pressure was not too big, so I said goodbye to my sister very happily, thinking that I would find a good job after graduation and let my sister live a good life.

And my sister's pressure is much less all of a sudden, in addition to sending me living expenses every month, I can also do some things I want to do.

I thought that our life would go on like this, but in my sophomore year, there was an accident again......

I was very seriously ill, my sister couldn't come up with so much money, after coming to see me, she borrowed a large amount of money, and after putting all her savings into it, there was still a gap of 20,000 yuan, and before she left, she only touched my head and told me not to worry, she would pay it back.

My illness was treated intermittently for more than a year before I was cured, and my sister did not come to see me this year, but then I met a person who lent us money in this incident by chance, only to know that my sister went to do surrogacy in order to repay the money.

Surrogacy is a gray industry, that is, to help those who cannot have children, use artificial means to conceive children, and you can earn tens of thousands of dollars by conceiving once, and my sister chose this industry in desperation.

After I learned about this, I immediately rushed to the house to see how my sister was doing now, because after giving birth, people will be very weak and in urgent need of nutrition, but with my sister's temperament, I am absolutely reluctant to spend that money.

I didn't tell my sister that I would rush home after taking a leave of absence from school, and by the time I got home after a bumpy back and forth of trains and cars, it was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening.

At this time, the door was not locked, the lights were not turned on inside, and there was no abnormal noise, but when I walked to the door, I noticed that the air here was filled with a strong smell of blood......

I realized that this was not right, and I was very worried, but due to my lack of experience, I did not think to call the police, but walked directly in, and when I walked outside the narrow living room, I heard the sound of running water, and my whole body began to weaken.

When I opened the door, I found my sister hanging from the chandelier in the living room, dead for a long time, although there was no light here, but then the moonlight penetrated through the window, and I could still see the hideous wound on my sister's neck, which was constantly flowing with blood, making a ticking sound, and the red blood had dyed her cheap white dress into a blood-red dress.

I screamed, and before I could cover my mouth, a pair of blood-stained hands appeared on my neck, and those hands were strangled around my neck, as if trying to break my neck, and when I was about to suffocate, I hurriedly used the self-defense technique that I had practiced very skillfully in college, broke free from his restraints, and ran out......

I didn't know where I was going, so I kept running until my feet slipped and I fell into the ditch beside me, and after struggling and shouting, a pair of hands appeared on top of me, but not trying to get me out of it, but crushing me into the water......

All I could see in the water was a blood-stained face and emotionless eyes, and I lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, my vision was blurry, and I could still feel the dense tubes stuck in my body and the cold eyes that I thought I would never see again...... (To be continued.) )