After I Died, My Parents Regretted It

After returning home, they coincidentally called out my name.

"Carroll, come over and bring slippers for Carroll, then take Carroll to wash his feet!"

It was the same commanding tone again.

I still instinctively walked towards Carroll when I heard it.

But my hand passed through Carroll's body.

He barked at me twice, waking me up from the dream.

I am already dead.

I don't need to do these things anymore.

Mom, who was attracted by Nick's voice, scolded me first, then gently took off Nick's shoes.

"I haven't seen him all day. If I had known he was such a waste, I wouldn't have given birth to him!"

At this time, Dad chimed in.

"I told you a long time ago. Carroll is just a waste. If it wasn't for him, Nick wouldn't have suffered so much."

"Do you know how heartbroken I was when I saw Nick convulsing in pain? I wish Carroll would die!"

After saying that, he held Nick in his arms, feeling heartbroken.

It wasn't until he saw Nick that he smiled.

As if all the unpleasantness had vanished into thin air.

"My good Nick, you were so brave getting the shot today. I will get you a bone to eat, okay?"

At this time, Mom also looked up, with a smiling face.

She touched Nick's head and said gently, "I will clear out that person's bedroom for you to watch cartoons, okay? If you bark, I will act immediately."

They never spoke to me so gently.

As if I were a virus, everyone hates me.

My clothes and books were thrown out by my mom.

Things were piled up at the door, and my mom called the scrap collector, asking him to come and take them away.

I looked at the empty bedroom and my heart trembled.

In this home, I didn't even have a place to stay.

Just then, the neighbor Julia knocked on the door.

My mom had never had a good impression of the neighbor Julia.

Just because when I was three years old, they left me on the roadside to be kidnapped by human traffickers.

It was my neighbor Julia who brought me back.

At that time, they were arrogant and scolded Julia.

"If you bring him back, then he's yours."

"From now on, I have nothing to do with him!"

Julia, who was unable to take care of me and afraid that they would really abandon me, called the police directly.

It was also during that time that they had conflicts.

"Why are you here? That useless person is not at home. I don't know where he went."

Julia's eyes were swollen as if she had been crying for a long time.

Someone would be sad for my death.

That's enough.

"Why are you crying? Did we bully you? If you don't leave, we will call the police!"

But the neighbor Julia gave mom a slap.

The voice echoed loudly in the empty space.

"Do you have a problem? Did I provoke you?"

The neighbor Julia's voice choked, with a serious tone.

"You ask me why I hit you?"

"Now listen carefully, I, Julia, have done many wrong things in my life, but slapping you is not one of them."

At this moment, Dad went out and saw Mom covering her face and the arrogant Julia. He instantly became furious.

"If it wasn't for you bringing that waste, Carroll, back that day, my Nick wouldn't have been burned."

"What are you doing here today? Are you looking for that bastard again? I wish he would die outside and never come back!"

Upon hearing this, Julia's eyes turned red.

Her small body seemed to burst with infinite strength.

Without hesitation, she slapped my father's face.

Although she knew she couldn't afford to provoke my father. She felt sorry for me.

"Now, as you wish, Carroll, he's dead!"

"So, are you happy now?"