When I returned to the hospital, Vito was still alive.

"Vita... isn't she here yet?"

I wiped my tears and didn't dare to speak, but Vito seemed to understand everything.

He forced a smile and reached out to squeeze my wrist.

"Ron, you have suffered much over the years..."

When I heard that, I couldn't control myself anymore and burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, Vito. I'm useless!"

"No... you are the best person to me. My sister..." Before he could finish his words, his tears kept flowing out and his words were unclear.

"After I die, scatter me in the sea. I don't want to be buried underground. I'm afraid of the dark."

When Vito was very young, Vita had just started working.

Since there was no way to keep him with her all the time, she locked him in the room.

Sometimes when it was late and she wasn't home, Vito would curl up in a small corner alone and not dare to open his eyes until she came back.

Only I knew those things.

I nodded while crying and promised him, "Don't worry. I won't let you down."

As soon as I finished speaking, the cardiac monitor showed a straight line.

He had held on for two hours, but couldn't hold on any longer.

I couldn't stop crying. The doctors and nurses came in and expressed their condolences.

He was alive and well the day before, but now was dead.

I threw myself on him and cried my heart out.

He just wanted to see his sister who was his only family since childhood.

He didn't even realize such a simple wish.

It seemed that Toby's position in her heart was more important than even that of her closest brother!

I stayed with Vito's body in despair while numbly contacting the funeral home.

Originally, I wanted to give Vita another call.

But I accidentally saw Toby's Moments.

He and Vita had arrived at the drifting site. They were now wearing life jackets and preparing to drift.

Vita snuggled up to him, looking extremely sweet.

I smiled sarcastically and turned off my phone.

When I came to my senses again, the funeral home had already handed Vito's urn to me.

I took Vito's urn back home.

The sea burial was scheduled for three days later. During those three days, I bought white calla lilies to mourn him.

During those three days, Vita didn't call once.

I was heartbroken and just as I was about to leave with the urn, I received a call from Vita.

"Tell Vito to check his SAT scores today."

Vita's tone was cold. If she hadn't been unable to get through to Vito, I didn't think she would have called me directly.

She didn't explain to me what she had done in the past three days at all and treated me like a complete stranger.

"Got it." I replied coldly.

Just as I was about to hang up the phone, Vita thought of something and said, "Vito's grades are pretty good, so he should do well in the SAT. You find a restaurant and let's have dinner together to celebrate it today."

I didn't say anything.

Vita didn't know yet that the brother she cared so much about had turned into the ashes in my hand.

"Are you listening?"

She sounded impatient, "Remember to tell Vito that. He is probably having a good time and hasn't been answering my calls."

"Let's talk about it later."

I gave her an ambiguous answer and hung up.

If I continued to talk with her, the sea burial would be overdue.

After a while, Vita called again.

"Ron, how dare you hang up on me!"

She scolded me through the phone, and I was already exhausted.

"Talk to him yourself."

I texted her an address and turned my phone off.

I wondered if she could still be so arrogant when she found out that her brother had been burned to ashes.