Chapter 001 Stepmother is like a sister, and the girl is like a stepmother ()

“Buzz…buzz…”

The vibration of my cell phone woke me up from my dream. The sunlight that came into the gap in the curtains made me unable to open my already heavy eyelids. I tilted my head reflexively, and I felt a tingling pain in my head. Oh, the sequelae of drunkenness, I couldn't help but curse that stinky girl Liusu in my heart. Even though I knew I had a poor alcohol tolerance, I insisted on taking me to the bar until midnight. She got a very bad head on the rare two-day holiday.

"Hello..."

"Xiao Nan, are you still sleeping?" A cold voice came from the other end of the phone, quite dissatisfied.

"Dad?" The spine suddenly collapsed and I quickly swallowed the sleepiness that was in my mouth back to my stomach, "How could I get up early?"

"Is that true?" The old man certainly didn't believe it, but he didn't ask in depth, and said lightly: "I haven't forgotten that I'm going home for dinner today, right?"

"No, didn't you say you had something to discuss with me?" I felt inexplicably awe of the old man. Even if I moved out after I started working, this feeling was not faint.

"Yeah," the old man was silent for a while, his tone calmed down a little, "Your mom and your sister miss you too, come here early."

Old-fashioned people are not good at creating emotional atmospheres. My dad is a typical example. He seems to have no topic anymore, so he hung up the phone directly.

Looking at the time, it was already ten o'clock, I couldn't help but sigh and crawled out of the bed reluctantly. To be honest, I don't want to go home.

My mother left the world due to illness while I was babbling. The memories I left for me were only a few photos and the blurry and loving smiles I met in countless dreams. The old man was a father and a mother, and he pulled me up with hard work alone. They all said that a child without a mother had already become a family. When he was twelve years old, I looked like a little adult when I was not yet hairy in the groin. He said to the old man with a delusion that I regretted it until now, "Dad, if you feel lonely, find me a mother." I remember that the old man was still patting my head seriously and saying that he was not lonely. As a result, he pointed to the beautiful woman he brought home and said to me, "Call mom", and then pointed to the little girl who was holding the woman's thigh and sniffing hard, saying, "This is your sister."

Damn, buy big and get small!

To this day, my evaluation of our old man is: the sweet and spicy heart!

The more honest and honest the guys on the surface, the more you can't underestimate him.

When I arrived downstairs of my parents' house, it was already eleven o'clock.

"Ding Dong--" I rang the doorbell with my neckline.

No one spoke inside, only a sound of light and anxious footsteps came, and my heart couldn't help but tighten. Oh, it's so unlucky.

The door opened, revealing the expressionless but beautiful face I expected. My big black and white eyes looked at me like a dead fish, flattening my mouth, as if my body was filled with a rotten smell that made her cover her nose and want to escape. Stinky girl, am I going to mess with you? Even if I feel unhappy, I can't show it. I have to pretend to smile, "Yuanyuan, I haven't seen you for a few days, I'm pretty again."

The one who opened the door was my sixteen-year-old sister, Chu Yuan. It wasn't me who boasted, but from the way she looked, my sister was definitely the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Even the narcissistic and stinky and shameless girl Cheng Liusu would feel ashamed of her when she saw her.

Look at her, her bright eyes, white teeth, bright eyebrows, and a white skin, and she can pinch it out of water. Her long black hair was loose and fluffy, and she was clamped with a cute cartoon hairpin. Even without makeup, her turnover rate on the street can exceed 300%. I even think that if she could laugh, then the angel would be like this if she carried a pair of wings on her back.

Unfortunately, the red pink skeleton is just beautiful. In my eyes, even if she descends to earth, her face will hit the ground first.

The dead girl ignored me as usual, turned around and walked back to the room, leaving me with a slender and tall back standing outside the door. Although I was already immune to such a degree of embarrassment, I still felt sad. Alas, this is why I don’t want to go home.

"Yuanyuan, is it your brother?" The stepmother's voice came from the kitchen. It was so sweet that it was impossible to judge her age.

"Yes." Chu Yuan responded in a muffled voice, and his character, who was as proud as gold, did not change at all.

I sighed and changed into slippers, "Dad, mom, I'll be back..."

"Son!" Before I finished speaking, the fragrant wind stormed, and someone had already hit me in my arms and hugged her waist tightly, "I haven't seen you for more than a month, I miss you so much."

This line sounds familiar and seems to be heard every year at the Spring Festival Gala.

"Mom, aren't you afraid that my dad will be jealous?" I gently broke free from my stepmother who was acting coquettishly and smiled bitterly in embarrassment, "I'm not young anymore, don't always treat me as a child."

The beautiful stepmother took my coat and glanced at the old man sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper. She provoked naughtyly: "Let him eat it, I love my son and he doesn't care."

My father really has no choice but to use this stepmother who has not lost her childlike heart and shook his head helplessly. He is very tolerant of his stepmother. I always feel that he spoils his stepmother as a child. His stepmother is only 36 years younger than the old man.

To be honest, my stepmother treats me better than my own son. I guess this is why Chu Yuan doesn't like me. When her parents remarried, Chu Yuan was only five years old. When she was confused and sensitive, she suddenly came to a strange environment. Facing strangers, she was uneasy and rejection. She must think that I took away my stepmother's love for her. Indeed, that's also the fact.

I always feel that the relationship between brother and sister has an extra barrier than that between brother or sister, and it is not even better than that between brother and sister. I was seven years older than Chu Yuan and had no common topics with her, so naturally I lack communication. Therefore, no matter how humble I give her or how I obey her, she still rejects me and even hates me.

I am also a person with feelings. Not only does my efforts not get rewards, but I am also alienated by her even more severely. It is absolutely nonsense to say that there is no complaint in my heart. Unfortunately, my parents love her. I don’t want to let my stepmother be sad and make the old man a headache, so I can only endure it alone. Now that I have worked, moved out and have my own life, I am so open-minded. Why bother with her? It’s not good to live my own way, so I don’t have to worry about her.

However, thinking about it doesn't mean that I don't hate her anymore. The word "sister" is still the thing I don't want to think of except my own name. By the way, my name is Chu Nan, as his name is, twenty-three years old, and I am still a virgin...

I'm so crying - I really don't know if my dad deliberately cursed me. He is a university teacher and his name is so inaccurate.

"Xiao Nan, you have lost weight again. Are you too tired from work?"

"Have you lost weight? No," I was afraid that my stepmother would ask me about her endlessly, so I changed the topic and said, "What's the matter in a hurry to call me back?"

"If you're fine, you can't call you back," the stepmother's eyes were full of charm, and it did not fade with the passage of time. Suddenly, she heard a little noise in the kitchen and exclaimed: "Oh, I'm still stewing soup on the fire! Let your dad tell you."

The rash stepmother rushed back to the kitchen and shouted, "Yuanyuan, pour your brother a glass of water. Why don't you have any eyesight to see, you kid? It's true."

Oh, my dear mother, don’t criticize her! As expected, Chu Yuan, who was lying on the couch watching TV, glared at me fiercely, as if it had become mine.

"It's not a big deal, let's talk about it when eating," the old man put the newspaper on the coffee table, turned it backwards, and pointed at the table and said to me: "Help me see what these lines are. I don't print it very clearly. My look is...

The ink is very light, and the handwriting is blurred. Not to mention my dad, even I stick out my butt for a long time to tell it out. "Well... the attitude of parents and society toward sexual knowledge education has caused... to... the curiosity of teenagers is suppressed, so it is very likely to be abnormal. Once stimulated by the outside world, such as movies... pornography on TV... cameras, nude photos, yellow pictures, obscene novels, etc., it is easy to form the urge to try it out. This is the fundamental cause of students' premature puberty and early love, or even sexual crimes."

What's the thing? I read the title of the article, "A 17-year-old boy robbed on the street just because he wanted to have an abortion for his fifteen-year-old girlfriend." My heart suddenly felt sour. He became a father at 17. Where is me? He is twenty-three, and he is still a virgin!

"Oh," the father sighed, the teacher's soul was burning passionately, and he sighed: "You said that this network really has the coexistence of interests. Convenience is really convenient, but it is too convenient. No matter how formal the website is, you just click on its link. If there are less than twenty times, you can click on the pornographic website. Otherwise, how could this child learn bad things?..."

I endured it and didn't dare to ask the old man, how did you know that you could enter the pornographic website if you couldn't click twenty times? I was afraid that he would beat me, so I'd better forget it.

"Are you tired of standing? Sit." The old man waved his hand at me.

"Oh." I also thought to myself that I was too reserved in front of the old man. When I heard this, I sat backwards and heard a scream of "Ah"...

My sister Chu Yuan sat on the other end of the sofa like an electric shock, her slender legs were folded up in a dissatisfactory manner, and her two small hands covered her white left foot. While rubbing her, she frowned and glared at me with tears, as if she had chosen someone to eat.

Didn’t the stinky girl pour me water? Why didn’t she move?! Although I knew very well that she didn’t sit in the clay, it would definitely not be as painful as she showed, but she still hurriedly accompanied her with a smile, "I’m sorry, Yuanyuan, I didn’t mean to...ah~!"

"Hate!"

The damn girl didn't say anything, and her right foot suddenly twitched over. I could clearly feel the swelling pain of her big toe drilling into my nostrils. She looked up to the sky and saw a bright red pillar raising towards the sky, shaped like a rainbow...
Chapter completed!