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488words2026-01-26 09:14

To fund my sister's education,I dropped out and worked Til I was exhausted every single day.
But she only wanted to drop out of school,get plastic surgery,became an influencer and became rich overnight.
When once again I urged her to study harder,I accidentally heard her thoughts.

"So annoying!How much money can I make our of studying?!"
"Marrying a rich guy is my life's goal!"
...
Her curses echoed in my ears:
"Eating bread and pickles every day,and she wants me to live this miserable life too?"
"So pathetic!Why do I have such a sister?"

What shocked me more was that:
My precious sister—had she always thought this way?
I couldn't make her an elite,but I'd done my best to improve her life.
I shut my eyes tightly.

Memories of every grueling moment I worked har to earn money flashed across my mind.
"Sis?Are you okay?"
Her sweet face was full of concern.
But her heart said the opposite:
"Is she sick?If she's dying,don't drag me down!"
I lowered my gaze,saying softly,
"I was just thinking,you're a college student now.I should respect your own choices."
"I won't stop you from getting plastic surgeries anymore."
Her eyes widened.
"Sis...you mean it?"
I nodded,smiling."Do whatever you want.If you need money,just tell me."
Shock crossed her eyes,then wild joy.
The scream in her heart was so loud it nearly had be deaf:
"This old hag agreed!Once I'm a big shor and rich,she'll beg me for cash!"
At home,I stared at my haggard reflection and calloused hands in the mirror.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
I dropped out so that my little sister could enjoy bettereducation.
But all I got was her resentment.
I glanced at our photo together one last time.
From now on,I'd live for myself.
First step:retake the SAT and went to college.
Resume my education!
A colleague,hearing my plan,recommended her cousin,a university professor,to tutor me.
Thus began my life of working and studyins at the same time.
When my sister came home for the weekend,she learned of my plans to take the exams again.
She said,"Good luck!"
But thought:"Pfft!Studying's useless.She’ll only be slaving for others in the end."
I ignored her mocking thoughts.
She treated my plans as a joke,obsessed with her surgery.
With my"meager"financial help,she"successfully"completed her first surgery.
Weeks later,her nose was more delicate,her eyes bigger,and she got a few more beauty treatments.
At home,she admired her face in the mirror.
"Sis,the surgery's great,right?"
I feigned envy."So pretty!If only I could be that beautiful!"
She scoffed silently:"With this face,I'm unstoppable."
She quickly gained followers on social media,but all she had to offer people was just her looks.
I heard her anxious thoughts,complaining about not getting money quick enough.
Casually,I suggested,"Live streaming's hot now.Why not try it?"
Her eyes lit up,realizing the potential,while thinking:"This hick's got a good idea for once."
Soon,she acted on it,starting suggestive livestreams.
Every one of her posts teetered on the edge of explicit.