The blood on the hands turned out to have such a real touch.

For the second time in her thirty-nine years of life that she had let her own hands be stained with blood.

She trembled a little, whether she escaped no matter what, the past always inadvertently reminded her that she couldn't escape.

Thirty years have passed, and she is actually still the little girl who sits in the corner crying, the stupid child who is never taken seriously, or the stinky girl who can't do anything and drags her feet.

Compared to her radiant sibling sister, she is like an ugly duckling who can never turn into a white swan.

But why? Her sister was born only five minutes before her, a mother and mother, but she took up all the beauty, wisdom and love of her parents.

Even in the mother's womb, my sister is older than her, when she was just born, my sister was five pounds, she was only more than three pounds, because of premature birth and low weight, she had to stay in the incubator for several months, although she had no impression of this, but she couldn't stand her mother in her ears every day in her upbringing experience, how troublesome she was, how much money.

My sister was a beautiful little princess, as cute as a doll, and she was dark-skinned, small-eyed, like a hairless mouse, and no one believed that they were really twins five minutes apart.

From childhood to adulthood, where there is an older sister, she is as small as dust.

When we ate together, my sister quickly ate cleanly, but she would sprinkle a lot of rice on the table, so that the unfinished meal was taken away, and she could not get another bite of food even if she was hungry; Taking a bath together, my sister was carefully washed by her mother, just like washing a work of art, to her, a towel, a basin of warm water, washed and pulled down, for a long time, she doubted that she was so much darker than her sister, whether it was because her mother never washed her; Dressing together, my sister is always clean and beautiful new clothes, and she can only pick up some of her sister's old clothes to wear, how can my sister be half a head taller than her since the age of five?

Until she went to school, she thought that she would be better off if she changed her environment and didn't have to stay at home all day to be blamed by her mother. As it turned out, she was overthinking.

Everyone in this world likes beautiful creatures, and it is a very advantageous thing to be beautiful, so the beautiful sister is still radiant, and she is still invisible under the light of her sister.

Compared with studying, she had to admit that her sister's head was definitely much smarter than her. From the first grade of elementary school to the third grade, my sister got full marks in all subjects, and she always hovered at the passing line. Thinking about it now, I think it's incredible, the curriculum of primary school is so simple that you don't want it, she was really like a stubborn rock at that time.

She is madly jealous of her sister because she has robbed her of her parents' love, her teacher's liking, and her classmates' friendliness. With her sister here, delicious food has never been her share, beautiful clothes can never be worn on her, and parents will never see her!

The little girl's dark and moldy poison ivy grew out of control. How nice it would be if there was no sister and only her. This thought has been hovering in her mind since she was sensible, if she is not her, but a sister, does all the favor and praise belong to her?

If there is no sister, if there is no sister! But my sister already exists, how can she not be?

Until that day, Grandma Hua, who lived next door, died.

That day, the crying next door shook the sky, the parents settled the two of them, and hurried to the next door to help, the neighborhood relationship in the countryside is far closer than the current indifferent city, and everyone spontaneously went to help when the neighbor had a happy event.

She didn't listen to her mother's words and honestly waited for the adults to come back, but sneaked to the next door, watching the aunt and uncle next door crying heartbroken, and vaguely listened to what they said, when people die, there will be no more, and there will be no more and something like that.

Never again! These six words made her eyes light up! How nice it would be if my sister could never come back! As long as you die, you will never come back!

But what is death? She remembered Grandma Flower. Why is Grandma Hua, who coughs all day long and vomits blood from time to time, disappear today? Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, she slipped to the coffin and stepped on the stool to look inside: Grandma Hua had her eyes closed tightly, her face was bloodless, and she was motionless.

Is this death? Can't move, can't open your eyes, can't speak?

Before she could think about the question of life and death, her mother had been told that she was here, and her mother didn't think about whether she was frightened, but felt that she was in trouble again, but she was embarrassed to criticize her in front of everyone, but her mother's fire-breathing eyes were clearly saying that she would go home and clean her up later!

She remembered the pain of the rattan hitting her back vividly, and she couldn't help but regret why she had come to provoke her mother again.

Returning home with heavy feet, my sister still sits on a stool reading a children's book as she did when she went out, and her pink dress is particularly beautiful in the sun. When my sister heard the movement, she looked up and saw that it was her, and greeted with a smile on her face: "Sister, come over and eat rice cakes, my mother won't come back to cook at noon, this is what grandma specially brought over." ”

It's okay that my sister doesn't speak, this speech, her heart has a sense of anger for no reason, why, no matter before or after, my sister has behaved so well, perfect smile, decent manners, innocent and cute, and she is more and more unbearable.

It would be nice if my sister died too. Like Grandma Flower, lying in a coffin!

She didn't know where she got her wit, so she ran over and took her sister's hand and wanted to pull her out to play.

has been a sister for nine years, and she has never been close to her sister, so when she kissed her sister affectionately, her sister was surprised, but she accepted this affection very happily, and the two ran out hand in hand.

When the banquet was held at noon, most of the people were eating in the courtyard next door, and the village was quiet, and she dragged her sister all the way up the hill behind the house.

After running not far, my sister stopped, and expressed her desire to go back with some embarrassment, but her mother did not let them run around, and the well-behaved and obedient sister was of course unwilling to disobey her mother, and besides, the branches in the woods were always hung on my sister's beautiful clothes, and it would not look good if the silk was pulled out.

One wanted to go back, the other wanted to run towards the mountain, but the sister finally shook her hand a little angrily, ignored her, and turned to walk in the direction of home.

And she, suddenly squinting her eyes, had a voice in her heart that kept bewitching her: Kill her! Kill her!

She finally rushed over and pushed her sister to the ground