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When my dad remarried, I was only ten years old. He married a woman who had a son. At that time, Liu An was also five years old. I was very happy when he first came; I had a little brother. But later, I realized he wasn't my brother; he was here to compete with me for family and affection. By then, I had already treated him very well—deep down, I cared for him a lot.
My relationship with Liu An's mother, my dad's new wife, wasn't good. But for some reason, I only wanted to be good to my brother. Perhaps it was because I longed for familial love so much. Yet, instead of receiving that love, I ended up with countless wounds.
In this life, I no longer want to be the Brother-Supporting Demon.
Liu An saw that I was still standing there and got a bit angry: "Sister, why are you still dazed? If Xiao Xin gets lost, will you compensate me with a son?"
Zhang Zhao frowned: "Cece is your sister, not your servant. Watch your tone."
Liu An replied unhappily: "Brother-in-law, that's not right. Don't you know how my sister treats me? She would even give up her life for me!"
Yes, I used to be such a pushover. But now, I don't want Zhang Zhao to suffer because of me anymore.
I calmly said, "If you want to find your son, go by yourself. I have something to do now."
Liu An was stunned. He didn't expect me to say that. In the past, even if he asked me to help him wash his feet, I would comply. But now, I didn't want to do that anymore.
I turned to Zhang Zhao and said, "Let's go."
Liu An, flustered, said, "Sister, if you dare to leave, I will sever our sibling relationship!"
I retorted, "But we don't really have any blood relation, do we?"
Hearing my words, Liu An's face turned pale. "Sister, how can you say that? We are family!"
I ignored him and linked arms with Zhang Zhao as we left.
Zhang Zhao took me to the hospital.
He knew I was feeling down, so he specifically brought me for a check-up and prepared for a Cystectomy.
But I felt nothing.
In the past, I had worked myself to the point of gastric bleeding for my brother's family.
Now, I just wanted to take better care of myself.
I said to Zhang Zhao, "I want to eat Rock Sugar Bird's Nest."
Zhang Zhao paused for a moment.
He quickly responded, "Alright, I'll take you to eat."
He took me to the best restaurant.
I ordered the most expensive Rock Sugar Bird's Nest.
Zhang Zhao quietly watched me eat.
His gaze was very gentle.
I remembered in my previous life, after my car accident, Zhang Zhao stayed by my side like this.
At that time, I was emotionally unstable due to losing my legs and uterus.
When I threw tantrums and refused to eat, Zhang Zhao patiently coaxed me.
He said, "Cece, you have me."
But I proposed a divorce.
I felt like a burden; I didn't deserve to be with Zhang Zhao.
He had given up so much for me; I couldn't drag him down any longer.
Zhang Zhao disagreed; he said he would only recognize me as his wife in this lifetime.
But I still felt guilty.
I cried and said to him, "Zhang Zhao, let's get a divorce. I'm already a burden; I can't drag you down any longer."
Zhang Zhao, with red eyes, replied, "Cece, I won't divorce you. You are never a burden to me!"
Later, I found out that he went ahead with the sterilization surgery.
At that time, my brother told me, "Sister, if you really want your husband to be at ease, let him get sterilized. Otherwise, if you regret it later and want another child, what will your husband do?"
I thought it made sense.
So I said to Zhang Zhao, "You should go get sterilized."
Zhang Zhao was silent for a moment before agreeing.
He agreed to go through with the sterilization.
Later on, he fell ill and had a high fever.
Lying in the hospital bed, his face pale, he said, "Cece, I don't want to have the surgery anymore."
I urged him, "You should go through with it."
He looked at me for a long time before finally saying, "Okay."
He went for the surgery.
He got sick, and yet I couldn't even visit him once.
Because I was a burden; I didn't even have the ability to step out of the house.
In that moment, I realized I was wrong.
I was terribly wrong.
I shouldn't have hurt a man who loved me deeply for the sake of my brother.
That fool—how could he be so foolish?
In this life, I would never hurt him again.
Seeing that I wasn't speaking, Zhang Zhao gently asked, "Cece, what are you thinking about?"
I shook my head and replied, "Nothing."
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