When writing these things, my hand was still trembling.It has been 5 years, 5 years have passed but never one day I feel peaceful.Not that I am sad because of myself, the reason I am always tormented my sister is my sister.
My brother is a beautiful girl.When studying at college, so many people who were fascinated and pursued but she fell in love with a man.Because of my young age, my younger brother was gullible, moving in with his lover when the two had just known each other for a few months.
My younger brother closed his mouth so he could tell her.It was not until she found out that she was pregnant that I knew this.At that time, my sisters were afraid that my parents knew it, so I did not dare to tell anyone else.My father was extremely hot -tempered, if he knew his daughter was always proud to have a child, my father would make her abortion.Not to mention that when I knew I have children, my sister's lover also ran away so that she would not be responsible.
When the doctor returned, he announced that my brother had hemorrhage after birth and died on the birth table.(Artwork)
I knew his face but could not do anything because he left too quickly.The family address is just a fake address, I hide my parents to carry my sister until she gave birth.
Until now, when I thought of my sister writhing in the delivery room alone, I loved her.My brother went to the delivery room for 4 hours, the doctor said she had given birth.But waiting forever and not seeing them push her out.When the doctor came back, he informed my brother that my brother had hemorrhage after birth,deathOn the birth table.
I collapsed to call my parents.I cannot imagine that my parents sufferedlosing childrensuch.After making the funeral for my sister, I adopted her children and considered it as my own son.
5 years have passed, I did not dare to love anyone for fear that my grandchildren had to suffer.My friends are now married now, some have a second child. Every child urges me to get married, as long as a good person will raise my grandchildren with my grandchildren.
This time, I obeyed the eyes of the person that the boss introduced.It was my boss, so I clicked my tongue to see my eyes.He praised this person very well, which is decent, very good money.Yet when I saw the man, I stood dead.
My sister was died, but he blatantly went to see his eyes as if nothing was wrong.(Artwork)
That was the one who made my sister's life broken.I went to the face of his face before he was about to be divided and realized me.Unable to keep calm, I grabbed his collar and cried: "Pay my sister here, it died on the table because of giving birth to you".After listening to that sentence, he knelt down to apologize to me and begging me for him to meet his son.
I still hate him to leave at that moment.Now when I got home, I was calm enough to write these things.My sister was died, but he blatantly went to see his eyes as if nothing was wrong.I want to meet his parents and tell them what their son is.But when they know they have a grandchild, do they rob the boy from me?