final doomsday

What is pampering?

Meticulous care? The warmth of caring? The arrogance that tolerates all

I think it is, not.

Pampering should be love from the heart. If you don’t want the person you love to be hurt, you would rather be hurt yourself than do it. Care, warmth, and arrogance are also necessary things, right?

My sister and I were abandoned by our parents since we were young and were finally sheltered in an orphanage. Do you know what kind of place it is? To be nice, it can be called an orphanage, but to be bad, it is a place where human trafficking is legal.

The orphanage we live in is sponsored by the state, and many rich people help us free of charge every year. I hope it is true, but the reality will never be as you think. Grant? Yes, but what we eat is still better than the pigs

There are not many things to eat. Sponsorship? Yes, but we still live in a house without heating.

If someone can adopt you, it is your blessing. Congratulations, you can finally get out of this hell. If no one adopts you, it is your blessing. Congratulations, you can see the real hell with us.

There are always some orphans missing for no reason. The dean told us not to ask what we shouldn't ask. My sister and I can only think better, maybe they were just sold to the valley? Then we are still alive.

I dare not think about it in a bad place, and the organs were taken out alive...

You will say, I must be making a fool of myself, how can there be so darkness in this world? Orphanage is the "home" of orphans, and we should live a good life.

Can I curse people? No? Then I have nothing to say. If you want to think about it, just think about it, anyway, I'm about to die.

From childhood to adulthood, my only relative was my sister, and my only relative was me. We were twins. When were we abandoned? It seemed that we were babies at that time. Anyway, we had nothing to tell the identity, and the name was

The dean named it. Just find a word from the dictionary to put it on our name. I have to thank him. At least, Huntan did not add my sister’s surname to two.

When I was ten years old, my sister and I were adopted. We felt very lucky because in two days, one of my sisters and I might become someone who can’t ask whereabouts, or two of them together.

But we don't know that is the beginning of a new nightmare.

The one who adopted us was a middle-aged couple, and the family was very rich. Our mother could not have children, so she wanted to go to the orphanage to adopt one. But she didn't expect to get two at once. How happy it was at the beginning.

, eat food that you would never eat before, sleep in a soft bed that you would never imagine, and there is heating at home in winter. You don’t have to worry about being frozen to death.

The new father and the new mother are very nice to us and treat us as their own children. Unfortunately, happy times always pass so quickly. Less than a year before they split up because their father raised mistresses outside. In fact, the mother

Isn’t that the uncle who comes to the house every time his father is not at home really thinks we don’t know who we are?

We were awarded to our father by the court, and not long after, he married another woman. I heard from the classmates in the school that this kind of thing seemed very common. Because it was a high-ranking, rich and powerful society. The new mother could have children, and in our case,

He gave birth to a younger brother the second year after being adopted.

That was the father's own son, completely different from the adopted daughter like us. Slowly, we are no longer being paid attention to. Slowly, we become "annoying", whether it is the father or the new mother. Because this involves a property and

The issue of face. We are their children legally, so they are afraid that my sister and I will compete with their biological children for family property in the future. But if we send us away, we will not be able to overcome face.

In this way, we were sent to a full-time school.

Sad?

No, there is no sadness that comes from love, just a little loss. It is not to remember the second time I lost my parents in my life, but to be afraid that they will no longer support us. We are still very young and have no ability to survive, as long as they

If we really make up our minds, we will return to the orphanage and wait to become people who cannot ask where to go.

I think it wouldn't be so fast.

I think that since God has let us leave the orphanage, it will give us a chance to live a good life in the future. I don’t want to give up, so I study hard and want to get into the university I like in the future. As long as my sister and I go to

In college, you can get rid of all the constraints. At worst, can I earn money to support my sister and I study?

The idea is naive, right?

Now that I think about it, but that's what I thought before.

But my sister doesn't think so.

She is my only relative in this world. When we were young, we ate, slept and played together. Some people wanted to bully her, but I protected her because I was her sister. Even in the orphanage, I still live in hell on earth.

I don't want her to feel too much darkness.

So, she regards her adoptive parents as real parents.

So, she will be sad only after being sent away.

We, who have been dependent on each other for life, suddenly had a disagreement here. I still remember that she cried and asked me why I didn’t beg my dad, so I wouldn’t have to leave home. Is it useful to ask for him? If I really ask him, we will

Being completely abandoned.

For the sake of family property, anything can happen.

In school, I have good grades and I am very hopeful to go to a good high school. There is a noble high school in our city, where either the top students or the second and third generations are the second and third generations. It is absolutely fine to go to that school with my grades.

As long as I get there, I will stop caring about other things because the school will pay for my tuition. If I get into a good university, the school will also give me a bonus, which is enough to pay for the first year of my tuition.

Where is the sister?

She no longer studies, but talks with people all day long. I can't bear to scold her, but I just occasionally say a few words to her. She always responds casually and pretends to read books. I think, that's it,

She is my sister, and I work so hard that I want her to live the life she wants.

I have to work harder, harder!

But I didn't expect that she would go out and hang out with others.

I felt something was wrong when she didn't go back to the dormitory that day. When the teacher came to me, she realized that she was caught by the police while hanging out with her classmates at a bar outside in the evening.

She is taking drugs.

We were completely driven out of the house because of this incident. There was no more school or future. We could only go back to the orphanage to die. I didn’t think so, I would rather go outside and hang out.

I have to take my sister away too!

Another year has passed since then. This period of time has been very hard, and sometimes I can only make a living by begging, and be careful of those who are approaching you with bad intentions. Know how those disabled beggars on the street come from

Is that? I can tell you that they are all normal people, and they are broken legs or amputated and sent to the streets to beg for begging. If you can't get money, you will be beaten, and even if you get it, there is no good treatment. Such people can't live for too long

It will evaporate on earth.

I need money for food, sleep, clothes, and my sister's drugs, and I will earn all of these for her.

No matter what, she is my sister, my only sister.

On the day before the end of the world, I didn't earn enough money to buy drugs, so I could only let her bear it first. But what? She ran out when I was not paying attention and wanted to use her body to get drugs. I know, just touch it

I can never leave this business again, so I have never touched it before.

For my sister, I'll do it.

Just when I was completely desperate, the end of time came. Is that a gospel? It should be. For us sisters, there are places with people more like the end of time than where there are monsters. At least the monsters will not give you drugs. We are in the end of time

He struggled inside, avoided monsters and humans, as long as he could keep his sister alive.

Until that day, I was caught. It was a group of "humans" who made a living by cannibalism. Unfortunately, we were targeted a long time ago. They tortured me and asked the little girl I was with.

Where.

Will I tell them?

Sister, live well.

This is what my sister can give you, the last pampering.

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