My family was so poor we could barely afford to eat, yet the lottery ticket I bought on a whim won five million dollars. My brother, eyes red with rage, lunged at me, snatching the ticket, ready to tear it apart. My father, who usually doted on me, held a kitchen knife to my throat. "If you don't rip that thing up, I'll chop off your hand!" Even my bedridden mother, waiting for money to save her life, dragged her weak body up, screaming in terror, "Daughter, you can't cash it in!" To stop me, they tied me up in the basement and threw in a starving wolfdog. In the end, I was mauled to death by the beast. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I won the lottery. 1 My brother, Ethan, was holding two plain buns, smiling as he handed them to me. "Chloe, when we're rich, I'll take you to get your favorite beef noodles. By the way, did you win anything with that lottery ticket?" Hearing his concerned voice, I snapped back to reality. Seeing the familiar ticket in my hand, I confirmed I had been reborn. Reborn to the day I won the lottery. In my past life. I occasionally bought lottery tickets, and the whole family hoped I'd hit the jackpot one day so we could live a good life. We were poor. I had dropped out of school because we couldn't afford tuition. Ethan was about to get married, but his girlfriend threatened to leave him if he didn't buy a house soon. My dad, working as a security guard, accidentally damaged a luxury car and owed a huge debt. And Mom had uremia, waiting for money to extend her life. We struggled even to feed ourselves, counting every grain of rice. Yesterday, I dreamed of a set of numbers. The moment I woke up, I went to the store and bought a ticket. After the draw, I checked repeatedly and confirmed I won the first prize. Excitedly, I told Ethan, who was steaming buns in the kitchen. He took the ticket, looked closely, and his smile froze, replaced by terror. Without a word, he tried to tear it up. I snatched it back, desperate. "Ethan, once we cash this, we'll have money! You can buy a house and get married, and Mom can get treated!" Ethan acted like he didn't hear me, fighting me for the ticket like a madman. In the chaos, I bit his hand. He stumbled back in pain. Ethan's eyes were bloodshot, face twisted, screaming at me, "Chloe, you are not allowed to cash it! Tear it up now!" His terrifying appearance left me frozen, trembling all over. Just then, Dad came back. Seeing Ethan cornering me, he slapped Ethan on the back of the head without a second thought. "Brat, how dare you bully your sister!" 2 Ethan pointed a trembling finger at me, his voice cracking. "She dreamed of lottery numbers and won five million dollars!" Hearing this, Dad's anger instantly turned to horror. His eyes widened, and he rushed into the kitchen like a maniac, grabbing a kitchen knife and charging at me. "Tear up that winning ticket now, or I'll hack you to death!" Just as the knife was about to come down, Mom rushed in and shielded me. "Are you crazy? You're going to use a knife on our precious daughter?!" Dad sneered. "Chloe won the lottery." "So what? Chloe has always been lucky, winning five or ten bucks all the time." "It's the first prize. Five million." Mom, who was protecting me just a moment ago, turned pale as a ghost. She pushed me away violently, shaking her head frantically. "No, no!" Realizing the whole family was against me cashing the ticket, I waved my hands frantically to explain. "Dad, Mom, this money isn't just for me! With this, Ethan can marry, Dad doesn't need to hide from debt collectors, Mom can get surgery, and I can go back to college. It's a lifeline from God!" But they ignored me, exchanging panicked glances. Then, Dad said, "We can't let this girl go out anymore." Mom's face was dark. "I have a plan. Lock her in the basement with the wolfdog." I stood there, numb, unable to believe my ears. I couldn't understand why they changed so drastically after learning I won five million. We desperately needed money. This windfall should have been a huge blessing. Why did it turn out like this? Before I could figure it out, they dragged me toward the basement. I tried to run but Ethan grabbed me. I cried and begged them to let me go, even offering to give them the ticket if they didn't trust me. 3 However, they turned a deaf ear to my pleas and shoved me into the dark, stinking basement. They gave me no food or water and threw in a starving wolfdog. Everyone knew I was terrified of dogs after being bitten by a stray as a child. Seeing the wolfdog, I collapsed in fear, pounding on the door, screaming for them to let me out. But no one answered. The dog lunged, tearing a chunk of flesh from my thigh. The smell of blood filled my nose, and I passed out from the pain. The next morning, my parents and brother came to see me. Mom smiled and asked, "Chloe, hungry? Mom steamed buns for you." I sneered, unable to understand how she could pretend nothing happened. I screamed, "Why? Why are you doing this to me?" Mom's smile vanished, replaced by coldness. Dad's face darkened too, eyes full of disgust. He kicked me in the chest. "Ungrateful brat." I was in so much pain I could barely breathe. Mom's eyes swirled with malice, a chilling smile on her lips. "Since Chloe doesn't want buns, let's put more dogs in to play with her." "These beasts are trained. They know how to 'entertain' disobedient girls." Then, they released several wolfdogs. The animals surrounded me, tearing me apart. My arms were ripped off. In less than a day, I died in extreme agony. Even in death, I didn't understand why they wanted to kill me after I won five million. The terror of my past life flooded back. I clutched the ticket tightly and took a deep breath. This time, I must find out the truth. This time, I didn't tell Ethan I won. I thought, as long as Ethan doesn't know, nothing will happen. But unexpectedly, Ethan smiled and asked, "Chloe, I saw you buy a ticket yesterday. Did you win?" My heart skipped a beat. I smiled. "No, winning isn't that easy." "You're careless. Give me the ticket, I'll check for you. Maybe you missed something." "No need, I checked every number. Didn't win. Don't you trust me?" "No, just in case you won and missed it, our family would lose a chance. It doesn't hurt for me to look." 4 I deliberately put the ticket in my pocket. "You just don't trust me. I won't show you." Thinking I was being playful, Ethan smiled and patted my head, shoving a bun into my hand. "Fine, fine. Hungry? Eat up." I took the bun and walked out, saying casually, "Nice weather, I'm going out for some air." I decided to leave the house to calm my nerves. But just as I turned the corner into the alley, my heart lurched. The ticket in my pocket was gone! My blood ran cold. I sprinted back. From a distance, I saw Ethan standing at the door, pale as a sheet. The ticket that should have been in my pocket was in his hand. He raised his hand to tear it. I rushed over, snatched it back, and ran. I heard him roar behind me, "Chloe, you can't cash it!" Until I died in my last life, I never understood why my brother, who always doted on me, changed instantly after knowing I won. The malice in his eyes was something I had never seen. Ethan chased me desperately. I wasn't as fit as him and was soon caught. I trembled, screaming, "Help! My brother is trying to kill me!" Neighbors came out to watch. Ethan hadn't expected this. Seeing no escape, I knelt before him, crying, "Brother, we can have a good life now. Why tear up the ticket?" Ethan gritted his teeth, whispering, "Shut up, you brat!" He tried to drag me away, but a neighbor stepped in. Mr. Zhang from next door pulled him off me. "Why are you hitting your sister?" Other neighbors chimed in. "We heard you shout about winning the lottery. That's great news, why hit her?" "Even if she's your sister, you can't hit her! That's illegal! Do it again and we'll call the cops." Ethan breathed heavily, veins popping, glaring at me viciously. But surrounded by people, he could do nothing. Suddenly, he smiled at something behind me. I turned confusedly and saw Dad walking over. Seeing the crowd around us, Dad frowned. He knew something was up.
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