The phone was answered, but it was Winnie's voice that came through.
"Cheryl, please, can you stop bothering Brother?
"You caused him to lose his parents, but you can't help him with anything. Can you please stop causing him trouble?"
I stood still, stunned, as the phone was hung up at some point.
It turns out that in his heart, I am just a troublemaker, a harmful person!
I used to be the baby he held in his hands.
He gave me my name, saying that he would treat me well for a lifetime.
Feeling alternately hot and cold, my consciousness became a bit hazy, and I fell onto the sofa.
In a daze, a familiar figure broke in and anxiously and gently picked me up.
His embrace was so warm.
A deep and pleasant voice sounded in my ear.
"Cheryl, wake up, little dear, the sun is shining on your butt!"
I struggled to open my eyes, only to see the cold rental room.
The conspicuous blood on the floor and the tightly closed door reminded me that everything just now was a dream.
It was just a dream mad by a dying lonely person.
The day had already dawned, I touched my forehead and it was still very hot.
I went to the hospital with a stiff body and was scolded by the doctor.