My family felt regretful after I was diagnosed with stomach cancer

I turned on my phone and saw the news that the staff was suspended.

Netizens all sided with the public opinion and scolded me for being jealous.

I didn’t care.

But the staff was innocent.

So I created a group chat and only invited my parents and brother.

I sent the video I just recorded to the group.

At the same time, the email was copied to all the relatives, friends and classmates I knew.

One day left in my life.

I revealed Sirena’s true identity to the Holland Family.

Then I left the hotel and went to a place where they couldn’t find me.

When I was in school, I was often hungry because my living expenses were cut off.

I used my spare time to help in the cafeteria in exchange for free meals.

Priscilla in the cafeteria took special care of me and often filled my plate with food.

And told me to add more after I finished eating.

The most common words she said to me were, “Willow, come to Auntie’s house to play when you have time.”

She had a lovely daughter who was one year younger than me.

She didn’t have many friends.

If I went to play with her, she would be happy.

But suddenly one day, Priscilla no longer smiled and stuffed food into my mouth, nor did she invite me to her home.

She took off her cafeteria apron, held all her daily necessities and left the cafeteria.

I knew that was because her daughter committed suicide because of long-term bullying.

Priscilla was forced to take thousand of dollars in compensation and leave the school.

I found her home according to the address Priscilla gave me.

After not seeing me for a long time, she saw me in a half-human and half-ghost appearance and it took her a long time to recognize me.

I licked my dry lips and said tactfully, “Auntie, can I stay with you for a day? I won’t go into your house, just sit outside the door. When I die, you can help me call the crematorium.”

Priscilla’s eyes were red.

She warmly invited me into her home and poured me some hot water.

She even bought fresh ingredients and made me some plain noodles according to the taste of her hometown.

Under the night, Priscilla and I clinked our glasses.

After eating a big bowl of hot noodles, even the pain in my body was relieved.

Priscilla took out her cosmetics and a new dress that her daughter had never worn and dressed me up carefully.

Then she looked at me with tears in her eyes.

“Willow, can I take you to the hospital?”

I shook my head weakly.

“No, Auntie.”

Priscilla couldn’t help shedding a tear.

She had never asked me about my family situation.

But miraculously, she knew everything about my experience.

Just like she had never told me about her daughter, but I knew everything about her.

We sat there quietly for a long time.

When my consciousness gradually blurred, I felt her warm embrace.

I leaned on her shoulder and heard a “thank you”.

“Willow, thank you. You gave me a chance to celebrate my daughter’s birthday.”

I also want to say, “Thank you, Auntie, for everything you prepared for me today. This day alone has surpassed everything in the past ten years.”

But, I couldn’t make a sound anymore.

I just felt that my body was getting lighter and lighter, slowly leaving the ground and floating in the air.

In the blink of an eye, I returned to the Holland Family.

My parents saw the group message I sent and almost showed an impatient expression at the same time.

“Look, Willow doesn’t even bring Sirena with her when she’s in the group and she still hasn’t realized her mistake!”

“Sirena lost her parents when she was young. And as a big sister, Willow should be willing to give in to her, but she can’t tolerate Sirena.”

“Sirena has been giving her opportunities all these years. She really disappoints me!”

My mother’s tone was full of helplessness.

But when they clicked on the video, disappointment, helplessness… all disappeared.

What followed was shock and confusion.

Especially my father, he couldn’t believe that Sirena, who had always been well-behaved, would say vicious words, do dirty things and even beat people like in the video.

So, he contacted the technical staff of the department as soon as possible, asking colleagues to help identify whether the video was synthesized.

While waiting, my brother called.

“Mom, Dad, what do those words Sirena and Willow say mean? What stomach cancer? Did Sirena put the needle on her skirt herself?”

“I asked my friends to watch it and the video is not synthesized. Why is Sirena like this?”

Looking at my parents’ stunned expressions, I finally understood why I was framed by Sirena again and again.

They all firmly believed in Sirena, not me.

Even the most realistic video was placed in front of them.

Their first reaction was not to question Sirena but to doubt whether the video was synthesized.

So no matter how I explained it at the beginning, it was in vain.

Their preference for Sirena was like a mountain pressing on me.

It left me no chance to breathe.

“Mom, Dad, I have an emergency meeting to attend. You should ask Willow what happened!”

Jack hung up the phone in a hurry.

My parents replayed every frame of the video over and over again.

Finally, after a long silence, their eyes met and they realized something.

They began to call me frantically.

However, the other side only heard the reminder that the phone was turned off.