Dream Reading

My sister was an angel sent from heaven, but I was the reincarnation of a debt collector.
At five, I bit a rabid dog to death in the village.
At seven, I burned down a neighbor's house.
At eight, I drowned a childhood friend.
The entire village feared and hated me, wanting to burn me alive to rid of the menace, but only my twin sister protected me, pleading on my behalf.
To quell the anger of the villagers, my parents sent me to a psychiatric hospital for ten years.
But on the day of my discharge, I learned that my sister had been humiliated by a school bully and had committed suicide.
Standing by my sister's cold corpse, my mother, with reddened eyes, said to me, "If you truly are a debt collector, then go and collect the debt for your sister!"


After My Sister's Death, I, a Debt Collector, Avenged Her

Seven days later, I returned to school.


But all the classmates in the class were stunned.


They couldn't understand why the school beauty who had been beaten half to death would return to school unscathed seven days later.


Under the confused gaze of everyone, the class president Meng Yao also walked towards me.


However, her eyes were full of malice and jealousy when she looked at me.


This smile I had practiced for a long time, exactly like my sister's.


Because I knew that she was the best friend who betrayed my sister.


She was naturally promiscuous, having ambiguous relations with many male classmates.


My sister always advised her to turn over a new leaf, to focus on studying, and even helped her keep secrets.


But my sister's good intentions were met with her jealousy and hatred.


It was she who helped Qin Hao lure my sister to the woods.


It was she who personally caused my sister's death.


She walked up to me and grabbed my neck, leaving a few bloody marks on my face with her nails.


"Tang Fei! How are you alive? Weren't you supposed to be dead!"


Seeing that I just smiled and didn't reply, Meng Yao's face became even more grim, her once beautiful face twisted and ugly.


The strength of her fingers increased, almost sinking into my flesh.


The pain stimulated my nerves, and I felt my blood begin to boil.


Yes, that's right, this is the feeling.


The next moment, I bit down hard on her finger.


I used so much force that I felt a metallic taste in my mouth.


And I couldn't remember the last time I tasted blood.


I hope she can play with me a little longer.


Meanwhile, Meng Yao's heart-wrenching cries echoed in the classroom.


When your fingers broke my sister's, it must have been the same feeling.


The classmates who witnessed this scene looked at me in shock.


They couldn't believe how the once meek and bullied Tang Fei seemed like a completely different person today.


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