Chapter 1: Chapter 1 Angel-like Stepmother; Devil-like Stepsister
The vibrations from my mobile phone pulled me from my dream. The sun's rays snuck past the crevices of my swaying window curtains, shining into my eyes through my heavy, half-open eyelids. I instinctively turned my head, but what came instead of reprieve from the burning rays was a continuous throbbing in my skull. A headache... great.
Hangover symptoms. I couldn't help but curse the bratty girl, Liusu, inwardly. Despite knowing that I was a lightweight when it came to drinking, she still dragged me to the bar, forcing me to stay there till midnight. That girl really knew how to make my rare two-day vacation start terribly.
"Xiao Nan, are you still sleeping?" A cold voice laced with discontent came from the other end of the phone.
"Dad?" My spine involuntarily straightened itself as I quickly swallowed my sleepiness back into my stomach, "how, how can I... I had already woken up a long time ago."
"Really?" My old man certainly did not believe it, but he did not carry on. He just said lightly, "You didn't forget that you're coming home for dinner today, right?"
"No, didn't you say that you had something that you wanted to discuss with me?" I felt a kind of inexplicable awe towards my old man. Even after I moved out after finding a proper job, this feeling still didn't go away.
"Hmm," my old man paused for a second before saying, "both your mother and sister miss you too. Come home quickly."
Old-fashioned and inflexible people were not good at creating an emotional atmosphere. My dad was a typical example of this. It seemed like he had run out of topics after that, so he hung up immediately.
Looking at the time, it was already ten o'clock. I couldn't help but sigh again before reluctantly getting out of bed. Being honest, I really did not want to return home.
My mother left the world early due to an illness when I was still very young, leaving me with only a few pictures and vague memories of her loving smile. When raising me as a kid, my old man had taken up the responsibilities of both parents. When I was twelve years old, I put on that small adult look and told my old man something… something that I still regret today. I still vividly remember every word that came out from my mouth, "Dad if you feel lonely, you can find me a mom."
My old man patted my head, telling me that he was not lonely. But a mere two months later, he brought back a beautiful woman. He pointed at her, "Call her Mom." Then pointed to a little girl, who was sniffling and tightly hugging the woman's thigh and said, "This is your little sister."
Shit! Buy one get one free!
Even up to this day, my old opinion remains as Dried radish - spicy in its heart! It meant that sometimes, the more innocent some people looked from outside, the more you couldn't underestimate them.
It was eleven o'clock when I finally arrived downstairs at my parents' house.
I tidied up my collar and rang the doorbell.
There was no one talking inside; only some light and hurried footsteps could be heard. My heart involuntarily tightened. "Alas, it is really my bad day."
The door opened, and as I expected, behind it was an expressionless, yet ridiculously beautiful face. Looked at me with her big bright eyes, her lips compressed into a contemptuous line. She looked at me as she would a dead fish, continually sending out the disgusting smell of rot.
‘Bratty girl, what did I do to upset you this time?'
Even if I was not satisfied with her expression, I could not show it. I had to force myself to smile and say. "Yuanyuan, it's only been a few days, yet you've grown to be even more beautiful again."
The one who opened the door was my sixteen-year-old little sister, Chu Yuan.
Not to brag about it, but my sister was definitely the most beautiful female I've ever seen in terms of appearance. Even Cheng Liusu, that narcissistic, self-important, thick-skinned woman, would admit that she was not as pretty as her.
She had bright eyes that resembled the moon, sparkling white teeth, long, shapely eyebrows, and a cute nose. Her delicate skin looked so tender that it gave off the impression that water would burst out of it if anyone as much as gave her a pinch. Her dark, long, and fluffy hair were coiled up in a lovely cartoon hairpin clip. Even without makeup, she would still attract the attention of many just by walking along the streets. If she smiled, I imagine that being called anything other than an angel would be an injustice.
However, despite her angelic looks, to me, she was the kind of angel that landed face towards the ground when arriving in the human world.
As usual, the bratty girl ignored me and returned back to the living room. Leaving me faced with just the tall, slender view of her back as she moved away from me. Although I had long grown immune to such embarrassment, I could not help but feel sad. ‘Sigh, that's why I don't want to come home.'
"Yuanyuan, is that your elder brother?" My stepmothers' voice came from the kitchen. From her sweet voice, it would have been impossible for other people to guess her actual age.
"Yes..." Chu Yuan responded reluctantly. As usual, her character of cherishing every word like gold remained unchanged.
I sighed again and put on my slippers, "Dad, Mom, I'm back..."
"Oh, my dear son!" Before I even finished speaking, I was interrupted by a gust of fragrant wind. A person had jumped into my arms, tightly holding onto my waist.
"I haven't seen you for more than a month, I missed you so much!" said the person.
Well, she said this almost whenever I came back home.
"Mom, aren't you worried Dad will be jealous of me?" I gently disengaged from the tight hug of my childish stepmother. With a somewhat embarrassed grin on my face, I carried on, "I'm not a kid anymore. Please stop treating me like a child."
My beautiful stepmother took away my coat while glancing at my old man sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper. Disdainfully, she said, "Let him be jealous. I love my son dearly, and it's not any of his business."
The old man did not know what to do with my childish stepmother, either. He just shook his head helplessly. He was incredibly tolerant of my stepmother. I always felt like he treated her like a child. My stepmother was only 36 years old this year. She was thirteen years younger than my old man.
Frankly speaking, stepmother treated me as if I were her own son, which was probably the reason why Chu Yuan didn't like having me around.
When her mother remarried, Chu Yuan was only five years old. It was when she was old enough to slightly understand what happened, but not old enough to handle the emotions inside her. When facing an unfamiliar environment and a strange new home, it was expected that she would exclude herself from her new family. She must have felt that I had taken away my stepmother's love from her, which was kind of true.
I always felt that the relationship between elder brothers and younger sisters was more estranged than between sisters or brothers of the same age. It might be even worse than that between elder sisters and younger brothers. I was seven years older than Chu Yuan. So we naturally did not have any common topics. The lack of common topics led to a lack of communication. Therefore, no matter how well I treated her, she still didn't like me.
I had feelings too. Saying that I didn't have any complaints after being alienated by her was absolute bullshit. However, my parents loved her dearly, and I did not want to upset my stepmother. It would give my father a real headache if that really happened, so I could only silently endure it.
Now that I had a job, and after moving out, I also had my own life. So I decided to stop thinking about it and move on.
But just because I decided to move on, it didn't mean that I stopped disliking her. Besides my own name, the word "sister" was the last thing I wanted to think about.
By the way, my name was Chu Nan. I was twenty-three years old and staying true to my name, I am still a virgin.
I almost cried to death when I learned that my name sounded like the word - virgin in Chinese. I often wondered if my dad wanted to curse me intentionally. He was a university teacher, so why would he give me such a bad name?
"Xiao Nan, you have lost weight again. Is work too stressful?"
"Have I? It can't be." Fearing the unending stream of questions that could soon arise, I hurriedly changed the topic and asked, "What is it that you want to talk about so urgently?"
"We can't call you over unless it's something urgent?" My stepmother gave me a glare of pretended vexation and said. Suddenly, the sound of bubbling came from the kitchen, startling my stepmother, "Oops, the soup is still on the stove! Ask your father to tell you."
My careless stepmother quickly rushed back to the kitchen. On the way, she still didn't forget to say, "Yuanyuan, pour a glass of water for your elder brother. You silly child. Why don't you know how to behave yourself?"
‘Oh, my dear mother, you must not blame her!' Sure enough, Chu Yuan, who was watching TV on the couch, stared at me balefully, as if it was my fault that she was reprimanded.
"It's nothing serious, let's talk about it during the meal." My old man put the newspaper on the coffee table, turned it upside down, knocked on the table, and said to me, "Help me see what these lines are. It's not very clear what words they have printed. My eyes are getting..."
The ink was very light; the print was very blurry; even I could only grasp what it meant after a while, let alone my old man.
"Um... parents' and society's closed-minded attitude toward sex education, resulting in... resulting in the curiosity of teenagers to be suppressed. So it is very likely to be abnormalized. Once they are introduced to the outside world, such as pornography, obscene novels, etc. on the internet, they will easily develop the impulse to try it out. This is the fundamental cause of precociousness, puppy love, and even sex crimes."
What's this?' As I looked at the article's headline, it was written: ‘Seventeen years old boy commits street robbery to pay for abortion fee of his fifteen-year-old girlfriend.' Complicated feelings appeared in my head. The boy was seventeen, but he had already become a father. And me... Twenty-three years old, and I was still a virgin!
"Sigh," my old man sighed. Being a teacher, his passion burned brightly, filling him with the need to elaborate. "The internet is really a double-edged sword. It is indeed very convenient, but a mere twenty clicks on a site's links would easily lead you to an adult site due to its convenience. Otherwise, how would this child become like this..."
I really wanted to ask my old man where he came to know of such information, but managed to hold myself back as I feared that he would hit me.
"Are you not getting tired of standing? Sit down." My old man waved his hand and signaled for me to take a seat.
"Oh." I, too, felt like I was acting too restrained in front of my old man. So as soon as I heard him, I sat down at a moment's notice. At this moment, I suddenly heard someone scream from behind me.
My little sister Chu Yuan quickly sprang toward the other end of the sofa as if she had just received an electric shock. She sat inelegantly with her slender legs crossed, both hands grabbing onto her tender left foot. While rubbing her left foot, she glared daggers at me, beads of tears in her eyes, looking as if she was a little tiger that was about to bite someone.
‘Didn't the bratty girl go get water for me? Why is she still lying here?'
I wasn't sure if I really sat on her foot or not, but it definitely would not have hurt that much even if I did. However, I still had to force out a smile, saying, "I'm sorry, Yuanyuan, I didn't mean it... Ah～!"
Without a word, the damned girl fiercely swung her right leg at me. I could feel my nose swell up from the impact of her kick, followed by the sight of bright red blood flying in the air, forming a tiny rainbow…
However, she did not stop there. She continued to pound my chest with her exquisite jade feet. There was no sign of her stopping.
‘God damn, this girl is so ruthless, but I... I must endure...'
PS: This book is inspired by a light novel. So maybe the setting of "sister" is a little familiar to some readers, but please read ten chapters, If you still can't feel anything new from this novel, you can chuck it aside. If you like it don't forget to recommend it. Thank you for your support.