My death in past life must have caused my brother great pain!
After all, I had been kidnapped by my brother's enemies. They had suffered great losses at my brother's hands and, unable to retaliate directly, decided to take out their frustration and seek revenge on me.
In fact, the moment I was captured, I knew how it would end.
The only purpose of these villains was to vent their anger; they didn't want money, nor did they offer any chance for negotiation.
So, I chose to make a final stand.
As I lay in a pool of blood and closed my eyes, I vaguely saw my brother's frantic figure rushing towards me. I wanted to tell him that I didn't blame him and that he shouldn't blame himself.
But I didn't get the chance.
"Don't be sad. She won't blame you. Trust me, no matter what you did, she would only hope that you are well."
Just like her, she never blamed her brother until her death.
"Because you are her brother."
