The year our parents died, the family company was on the brink of bankruptcy. I cut ties with my older sister when she was at her lowest point. Five years later, her company went public. She became successful and famous, the CEO everyone looked up to. When a reporter asked who she was most grateful to over these years, her expression was cold, her tone mocking. "The brother who abandoned me for money." "Oh, he doesn't count as my brother anymore. How is he doing?" 1 The reporter launched a nationwide search for CEO Harper Vance's brother. The reward was ten million dollars. But they didn't find me. They only found the diary I kept before I died. When the reporter handed the diary to my sister, Harper Vance, she froze. Her hands trembled as she took it. But a second later, she threw the diary into the trash can. Her tone was contemptuous. "Is this Liam's new trick?" "Or did you guys make this up for TV ratings?" The reporter shook her head. She carefully picked up my diary. She brushed off the accumulated dust. "This is indeed the diary your brother kept before he died. As for his body, it was cremated. Since no one claimed it or arranged a burial, the crematorium handled it..." Before she could finish, my sister stood up in a rage. "Don't think I'll forgive him just because he's playing these games!" "Go tell Liam that I have a new brother now. He means nothing to me! Even if he's dead, I won't care!" The reporter looked at her with difficulty, finally negotiating, "Then, what should we do with this diary?" My sister, Harper, sneered. "Read it. I want to see what kind of lies he spun." 2 [Goodbye, Sister. April 1, 2019] Hello, Diary. From now on, please take care of me. You're the only one keeping me company. ... Let me tell you, today, before I ran away from home with all the gifts Mom, Dad, and my sister bought me, I got caught by my sister. I didn't want to confront her. I just wanted to leave quietly. But my sister was annoying. She grabbed my hand and told me not to leave, saying she only had me left as family. In that moment, my heart trembled. But I still questioned her with a cold face. "The company is bankrupt. Can you still buy me the sneakers I like?" "I spend money like water. Can you still afford me?" "Instead of living with you, trying to save money every day and living this bitter life, I'd rather find a sugar mommy who's willing to support me." "I happen to know one." But my sister got even more anxious. She asked who it was and told me not to be deceived. She also said she would work harder and earn lots and lots of money, promising to give me the princely life I had before. But guess what I said? I said: "If I'm willing to be deceived, is it any of your business?" "If you have the ability and money to support me, I'll still be your good brother, and I'll come home. But when will you have money?" My sister, who cared so much about her pride. To keep me, she actually knelt down. It was quite pathetic. I turned my face away and wiped a tear from the corner of my eye while she wasn't looking. I even slapped her, telling her not to pester me and not to delay my future. I even threatened to cut ties with her. ... That slap really stunned my sister. She froze, watching helplessly as I dragged my luggage away. ... I'm sorry, Sister. It must have hurt. ... Reading this page, the reporter took a deep breath. "I didn't expect CEO Vance to love her brother so much." But when the camera turned to my sister, her expression showed no emotion, remaining cold. She just said lightly, "I regret it." Pausing, she added, "I regret treating him so well before." "I raised an ungrateful wolf." 3 [Hospital Checkup. April 5, 2019] Diary, I'm here again. Today I went to another hospital for further examination. Actually, how I wished the previous diagnosis was a mistake. That way, I could go back and tell my sister I regretted it. As long as I softened up and acted cute, my sister would forgive me like before. But where are all the miracles in life? The doctor, an older man, looked at me seriously. "Where are your parents? Primary liver cancer, late stage. You need to be hospitalized immediately." Actually, I didn't understand. But the fear of death still made me cry. I'm only seventeen. The doctor looked at me with sympathy and wrote me a hospitalization payment slip. I ran to the payment machine to take a look. In the end, I snuck out of the hospital. Forget it. My card is linked to my sister's main account. Let me save her some money. Anyway, I'm going to die soon. Why waste my sister's money? Her money is hard-earned. ... Ever since the contractor Mom and Dad worked with ran away, the project imploded, the capital chain broke, and Mom and Dad died in a car accident while rushing around due to immense pressure. The company's affairs fell on my sister's shoulders. I saw with my own eyes the debt collectors moving valuable things out of the house to get money. And my sister, to leave me the tens of thousands for studying abroad, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to people. But in the end, the assets were still taken by the bank. To support me, to pay off the debts, my sister borrowed money everywhere, drank alcohol until she was hospitalized, but she had no time to see a doctor, nor money for treatment. Once sober, she left the hospital to continue running business errands. Begging everyone like a grandson. I cried and begged her to wait until she recovered to work, but she said she was made of iron and would be fine. Don't you think my sister is kind of silly? Actually, I wanted to share the burden with her. I wanted to tell my sister I didn't need to study abroad, and I wasn't the pampered rich kid anymore. I could do without anything, and I could work part-time to support her. But unexpectedly, at such a critical moment, I got the most expensive illness. ... Diary, do you also think I'm useless? The reporter's eyes were red. "It seems your brother did have hidden reasons for leaving you back then." "Getting liver cancer at such a young age, how pitiful." Harper sneered. "This sympathy card is played well." "Reporter Lin, don't be fooled by him. Liam is the best at lying." "When he was little, to skip school, he lied to Mom and Dad that his stomach hurt, scaring our whole family into running around him and sending him to the hospital. His acting has always been good." The reporter smiled bitterly. After a sigh, she only said, "Let's hope so." 4 [No Money, So Much Pain. April 15, 2019] Diary, insomnia again last night. It's not that I don't want to sleep, it's just too painful to sleep. The illness is getting worse. Without painkillers, I really can't endure it. But I have no money. But now there's something more important. If I don't pay rent, the landlord will kick me out. I'm really going to experience sleeping under a bridge like I joked with my sister when I was little. I used to read wuxia novels and think it was cool for heroes to sleep under bridges, but now that I'm grown up, I'm scared. No money to spend. I had to list the gifts Mom and Dad gave me on eBay. Those were the few things I brought out. But when someone actually inquired, I always refused with various excuses. In the end, I couldn't bear to part with them. Finally, in pain and hungry, I couldn't help it and withdrew five hundred from the card. Sister, I'm sorry. I spent your money again. Being poor cured my picky eating habit. When I was about to faint from hunger, I even picked up dirty buns someone threw in the trash to eat. Actually, they were quite tasty. It seems poverty can cure all prince diseases. I went to the supermarket and bought a bag of steamed buns, a gallon of water, and went to the pharmacy to buy some painkillers. The rest, I'll save for rent. My teacher called me again. She advised me to study hard. With my good grades, suddenly skipping class is bad. I was afraid she would contact my sister, so I proposed dropping out. But the teacher still called my sister. Just now, my sister called me. Her tone was stiff and cold. "Liam, I know you don't want to be involved with me. I don't care what woman you're clinging to, but you shouldn't give up your studies, which you were so proud of, for her." "Being so depraved, are you worthy of Mom and Dad?" It had only been ten days since I heard my sister's voice, but it felt like half a lifetime. I covered my mouth to stop myself from crying out. But the tears wouldn't stop. Sister, I miss you so much. ... My sister on the other end of the phone got impatient waiting and dropped another sentence. "If you keep this up, I really won't care about you anymore." My sister hung up. But I cried for a long time. Diary, I'd better block my sister. I'll go handle the dropout procedures tomorrow.
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