The fake daughter returns, and the villain cannon fodder becomes the group's favorite

[You naturally didn't tell your family about something that wouldn't hurt you. After all, you were a good kid.

But I didn't expect that a girl would appear. Unlike those people who only expressed their sympathy for you in words, she took practical actions.

Not only is she good at speaking, she also knows a little bit of martial arts, making those who already have low self-esteem even more ashamed.

You look at her face and think of your sister whom you haven't seen for a long time. If she were here, would she be like this girl?

As you get to know her better, you discover that this girl is indeed different from the ones around her, and that you share many of the same ideas. You decide to open a studio, with you being responsible for designing clothes and her taking photos.

His fame spread quickly and he became a popular designer and photographer both at home and abroad.

Now, they felt even more inferior, but they couldn't find a way to attack, because the Jiang family was getting better, and their parents still asked them to cooperate with the Jiang family.

Your image of a good child has become more deeply rooted in people's hearts. By being a good child, you have accomplished great things.

You are very happy that you have found your sister. The design in your mind comes out after seeing her. Jiang Haoyu is still as noisy as before, but you don’t feel annoyed anymore.

You get along better and better with the girl, and you discover your feelings for her, but then you find something wrong with her, it turns out it's because of her original family.

Seeing the girl's father pestering her, you wanted to rush up with a knife and kill him, but you couldn't. Pretending to be a good child has been engraved in your bones and blood. Your hand was cut and you can no longer hold a pen to design clothes.

The girl felt very guilty, but you were not angry with her at all. You had no emotion in your heart. Looking at your crippled hands and thinking about the fact that you had not finished painting the clothes for your sister, you seemed to be a little moved.

My sister died, and the world made an empty sound, like the big bell that rings every morning in the temple, which you can hear even from far away.

You become silent, picking up the drawing pen again and again, and then drawing, crumpling, drawing, and crumpling.

Something happened at home. My eldest brother’s company was in crisis and my grandfather couldn’t hold on any longer. My younger brother didn’t know about it yet. There was no noise at all, but you felt it was very noisy. There was always a voice in your head, so noisy and you couldn’t calm down.

Grandpa can't hold on any longer.

Home is gone.

My eldest brother passed away so suddenly, at night.

What to do? Are you going to start supporting the family? But the emotions hidden deep in your heart burst out, your depression worsens, and your illness makes you hallucinate.

Do you really not care about your disabled right hand?

Do you really not care about the verbal insults they gave you during your youth?

Do you really want to be a good kid?

There is no answer to all this. You committed suicide. Before you died, you looked into the void, thinking in your heart, what should you do with that stupid and noisy brother? You clearly told yourself in your heart that you would treat him like a toy and let him live a safe and happy life.

And that girl, my feelings can no longer be conveyed to her, hiss, it hurts a little, it's the mask that can no longer be torn off but it hurts to tear it off forcefully. 】

[This child is likable and lively. This is the evaluation I have heard since I was a child.

You are so handsome, so sunny, and your smile is so contagious. You are the light of my life. This is the evaluation I heard when I grew up.

When you were a child, you met your mother once. She was a very gentle person. She was so gentle that she didn’t dare to let the sunlight shine too brightly on her for fear of burning her.

"Haoyu is so cute, he looks really pleasing to the eye."

You don't understand, but you can laugh. This is a skill you were born with. You smile sincerely at everyone, no matter whether the other person is good or bad, as if you have known since childhood that sincerity is the killer skill.

So when you are naughty, you will not be punished, even with verbal lessons, because you are too cheerful. They will only think that it is due to your nature. When you grow up, you will never see that gentle figure again, but you have a lovely sister.

She is someone you feel is more likable than yourself, and you really like playing with her, almost to the point of possessing her.

Because you are cheerful and sunny, you will be forgiven no matter what you do, and people around you will only happily say that this child is really cute.

The day your sister disappeared, you cried for a long time and made a big fuss again, but this time no one cared about you. You saw your old grandfather, your eldest brother who was at a loss, and your second brother who pretended to comfort you.

People around you no longer say you are likable, they just think you are ignorant, and at this time you will only cause trouble to others.

But how could they know that you are really sad, as if a corner of your heart has been cut off, as if you have never seen that gentle figure again, and your heart is empty.

Since then, the family changed. Grandpa became very serious and you never saw a smiling face on him again. My eldest brother also changed. He started to become like grandpa. It was so scary.

The second brother is still the same, but he seems to be even more pretentious, as if he has added another layer of tinfoil to himself, making him increasingly hard to see through.

After you grew up, you entered the entertainment industry. With your cheerful personality and sunny appearance, you quickly became famous. This is what you wanted. You hoped that your sister would see you at first sight, even if she might have completely forgotten you.

The family company is doing well. Although grandpa has become a different person, he is still your grandpa and the pillar of this family. That's good.

The family company does not need your intervention. You just need to hide under their wings and bring a little vitality to the home from time to time. But you don't want to do that. You want to be a beam of light that can illuminate many people, so you went to the dirtiest and darkest place.

My sister is back, I’m so happy and I can play with her again, you think.

You were plotted against, and on the day when you were about to become the best actor, your sister had returned and things were getting better at home, but the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

Your sister died, and on the day you were about to receive an award, he was wearing a neat suit designed by his second brother. When he went on stage, the big screen went black, and then there were various nude photos, of you and a boy with his face blurred.

There was an uproar below the stage. You didn't know what was going on. You only saw the etiquette lady looking at the screen at the back. You looked at her with your usual smile, but it froze.

It is undeniable that the person in the photo is you, but you have no memory of it at all. The award is gone, all your efforts have gone to waste, the lights in the audience are flashing, and you are frozen in place, being pulled off the stage by your agent.

On the way home, you received news of your sister and grandfather’s death, two days apart. You lost your sister the day before yesterday. At that time, you were filming and no one at home informed you. You also lost contact with the outside world.

Something happened in my eldest brother Jiang Siyuan's company. We learned the day before yesterday that the situation was serious, but we didn't inform you because you were on a plane rushing to the city to receive the award.

Second brother Jiang Mingcheng's hand was disabled and his depression worsened, but he didn't tell anyone. If you were there, you would have noticed it, until the day you received the award, when you returned to the Jiang family in a daze.

After seeing grandpa for the last time, the sky fell down, my sister disappeared again, grandpa disappeared too, my eldest brother became devastated, and my second brother became a little silent. You knew something had happened to him too.

But you can no longer be the funny guy, bad comments come one after another online, and you are forced to quit.

Why don’t you prove yourself? Because you don’t want to.

That’s right, I just didn’t want it. My sister and grandfather disappeared, my eldest brother suddenly disappeared too, my second brother committed suicide, and the Jiang family was gone.

You were the one who claimed your eldest brother's body, cremated him, and took the ashes back home.

You found your second brother's body when you asked him to go for dinner. The door was not open and you broke it open. Blood was all over the ground. His androgynous face looked so pale and beautiful in the sea of ​​blood.

You cremated him as usual and brought his ashes back home. You dismissed the servants and paid them five times their wages, and the house became very quiet.

You are not very good at cooking, but suddenly you can cook. You eat at the dining table and look up to see the tablet and four jars of ashes in front of you.

silence.】