Looking at my mother's corpse, my stepmother said that death cannot bring back life. Years later, I looked at my stepmother's son's corpse and said that death cannot bring back life.
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My mom jumped off a building, and her blood splattered on my face. My stepmom, heavily pregnant, collapsed into the pool of blood, sobbing, "Professor! I wronged you! I'll return your husband to you! I'll give him back to you!" With tear-filled eyes, my dad helped her up. "You're carrying my child. Please, don't harm yourself!" As I watched them embrace and cry, I suffered a heart attack and fell into my stepbrother's arms. My stepbrother, unsure how to comfort me, said, "The departed can't return. You need to accept and find peace." I pressed my face against my stepbrother's chest,…