Author: Momo Chan

  • The Price of a Bowl of Soup

    At my 30th birthday gala, my husband called out from the kitchen. “Babe, come help me pass the soup.” Before I could get up, my cousin had already walked quickly over, reaching out from behind him to take the soup bowl. Seeing me stunned, she hurriedly explained: “I’m always ordered around by my mom at home, it’s become an instinctive reaction, don’t overthink it.” I showed no emotion, calmly completed the entire banquet. After sending off the guests, I calmly said to my husband who was clearing the dining table: “Let’s divorce.” Julian Hale slammed down the silverware with a “Clang”, glaring at me: “Seriously? Just because she helped me serve a bowl of soup?” … “Scarlett, married for five years, I couldn’t bear to let you touch a drop of oil smoke, putting you first in everything.” “Now just because of your cousin’s unintentional action, you actually want to divorce, destroy this home? Do you have a heart!” Julian questioned me with red eyes, as if I had done something unforgivable. I didn’t answer directly, but moved my gaze to the dining table, that plate of Boeuf Bourguignon with a little left. “Married for five years, every time we eat, you know I love this dish most, in the past it was always placed in front of me first.” “But this time, it was placed directly in front of Selena’s seat, who also likes this dish.” Julian’s breath hitched, tone urgent: “What does this matter? No one helped when serving, I was busy and messy, how could I care about these.” I shook my head, voice slightly hoarse: “Not just this dish. When seated, you also pulled the chair for Selena first.” “Her glass was empty, you opened a new drink, and it was lime flavor she likes but I hate.” “When taking photos, you stood between me and her, arm seemingly unintentionally touching her back.” “Julian Hale, subconscious partiality can’t be hidden. Whoever is in the heart, gaze and thoughts will flow to whom.” “In those moments you call ‘negligence’, those subtle inclinations are the most real.” “This is the key reason I want a divorce.” Julian’s face suddenly turned gloomy, staring at me like examining a stranger: “Scarlett, are you too idle? Few unintentional actions, can be woven into so much drama by you, why don’t you go write novels?” “Besides is that ‘someone else’? That’s your cousin, a relative who watched you grow up! You even jealous of this?” “If not considering your feelings, would I take extra care of her? In your mouth it became me having an affair with her? Are you reasonable!” He walked into the study, flipped out a photo album, slammed it in front of me. Inside one by one, all photos of me and Selena from childhood to adulthood, in teenage photos we heads touching, smiles brilliant. Last few pages, stopped at our wedding, Selena as maid of honor, standing by my side in a light purple long dress. During the ceremony, she looked at me and Julian kissing with tears in eyes, expression moved. Another one, she hugged me tightly on stage, holding the bridal bouquet I gave her, smile bright. I gazed at these photos, suddenly laughed softly, with self-mockery. “When kissing each other, her eyes were looking at you, so she wasn’t moved by my happiness, but crying for you.” “When hugging me, she was smiling at someone outside the frame, judging from the shooting angle, that person was you.” “Turns out five years ago, she already had thoughts about you, no wonder she stayed single these years.” “What about you? When did you start?” Julian stepped back half a step, face interwoven with disappointment and anger: “Scarlett, I thought you were just momentarily confused, didn’t expect you crazy enough to twist the past!” “It’s me spoiled you too much, spoiled you so suspicious, unreasonable!” “I give you one day to calm down. Tomorrow is my grandma’s 75th Birthday Gala, if you still understand respecting elders, don’t bring trouble to her!” He threw the rag heavily, slammed the door and left. I looked at the messy table, sat weakly into the chair. I met Julian in college. My family is wealthy, but never looked down on him, a poor student studying on loans, tried my best to help him in studies or life, even actively sponsored him to go to a top university abroad for a master’s degree. Julian has a sensitive mind, knows his situation well, cared for me meticulously after marriage, never let me suffer half a grievance. But even the most thorough person, when heart is messy, will reveal traces. I opened my phone, found Julian had unknown when stopped sharing location with me. I didn’t tell anyone, changed into low-key clothes, went straight to the Tea House operated by Selena. Because of low-key clothing, no one noticed after entering. Crossing the corridor, I walked straight to outside the “Cloud View” room she used to entertain friends. Before I could push the door, I heard Julian’s complaining voice: “I’m being made difficult by the one at home, you guys laughing happily, have any sympathy?” Room sat a group of people, looked up, most actually were friends who came to the banquet tonight! They were relaxed, chatting and laughing, no one spoke for me. Amidst bursts of laughter, I only felt bone-chilling cold. Center of the box, Selena played with a purple clay cup, side head smiling at Julian beside her: “Who let you be careless, actually called me ‘Babe’ at Scarlett’s birthday banquet?” “I didn’t react for a moment, smoothly helped you roll up sleeves.” “Thought she wouldn’t notice, didn’t expect still seen by her.” Putting down tea cup, she smilingly picked up a cup of sake, used still the limited edition vintage cup I gave her last year. Just about to drink, cup was naturally taken away by Julian reaching out: “About to be a mother, why still so willful? Said no alcohol during pregnancy!” Selena always stubborn, before her father forbid her drinking, she could pick up bottle to confront. But at this moment, facing Julian, she showed a docile smile I never saw: “Okay, listen to you, not drinking.” “After all you are my child’s father, of course you have the say.” She stroked her not yet showing lower abdomen, smilingly leaned on Julian’s shoulder. My whole body blood seemed to freeze instantly. Selena and Julian not only had an affair, actually even had a child! “Want me say, Scarlett is also stubborn, good life insist on being Child-free.” “Yeah, Brother Julian family only him one son, isn’t she intentionally making it difficult?” Listening to everyone’s discussion about me, cousin who always defended me in public actually sneered, echoed: “She was spoiled since childhood, doesn’t know how to think for others.” And my husband Julian, held Selena’s hand, deeply affectionate: “Selena, you willing to carry child for me, not only my lover, also benefactor of my Hale family.” “From now on, we live and die together, never separate.” My tears rolled down, almost unstable standing. Back then, my mother died of Amniotic fluid embolism when giving birth to me, didn’t even have time to hug me once. So I always had fear of childbirth, told Julian at beginning of relationship: I decided to be Child-free this life, if he cares, we can separate here. That time he hugged me tightly, whispered in my ear: “Having you is enough this life, child not important, my love for you won’t be half less.” I once deeply believed I met true love transcending secularity. Now, watching his deep affection with Selena, realized I was wrong ridiculously! Someone in box asked: “But, do you plan to hide from Scarlett forever?” “Have child already, better confess, divorced can also be together openly.” Everyone looked at them, Julian immediately shook head: “No. Selena has blood relation with her, cousins again, I can’t let her break with family because of me.” “Moreover, my career is deeply connected with Xia family, can’t completely fall out with Scarlett.” “So from being together, me and Selena agreed: Relationship absolutely can’t be exposed in front of her, divorce even more impossible.” Turns out he also clear, wealth and status today, all come from my family’s support and investment. Maintaining marriage, just for benefits. Amidst sighs, someone looked at Selena sympathetically: “Selena, you such a strong person, willing to let child never see light?” Selena chuckled, turned Julian’s face, dropped a kiss on his lips: “Marriage is just a paper, I don’t care.” “Besides, wife not as good as concubine, concubine not as good as stolen. Living like this under her nose for a lifetime, isn’t it more interesting?” If not heard with own ears, I absolutely wouldn’t believe this came from my biological cousin. Laughter continued in box, I fell into ice cave. Overnight, I went from self-proclaimed happiest woman, to a joke betrayed by both love and family. More sadly, I was actually the last person in circle of friends to know. Friends I thought close, always covering for them, watching me kept in dark, but no one reminded. Crying, I walked out of Tea House, dialed lawyer phone: “Prepare divorce agreement, I want Julian Hale leave with nothing.” “Also, help me do a few more things…” Chapter 2 Next day, is Hale Grandma’s 75th birthday. Hale family prepared for long time, early decorated festively in riverside apartment I bought, fresh flowers gifts everywhere, also hired string quartet live performance. But when I entered, saw Selena sitting by main table. Mother-in-law who always not very satisfied with me, now affectionately holding her hand, caring: “Selena ah, pregnant person needs nutrition, must eat well rest well.” “You too thin, I look heartache. Later I make soup for you every day, let Julian send to you!” Selena smiled obedient and sweet, seeing me enter, also no panic: “Scarlett, such important day, why you came so late? I waited you for a while.” If usual, I would think this is ordinary greeting. Now, I heard depreciation in her words, implying I don’t care about in-laws big event. Sure enough, Hale family members at table heard, face already bad became darker: “She is big miss, willing to come is good enough, what more to ask?” Mother-in-law sarcastically poked me a sentence, turned to smilingly push stewed bird’s nest to Selena: “Selena quick taste, Julian specially asked people send from Southeast Asia early morning today, most nourishing.” Selena greeted me sit beside her, I walked to sit opposite, across a whole long table calmly spoke: “Pregnant how many months? My mother-in-law saw it, I look like an outsider.” Selena expression slightly stiff, then curved lips: “Just found out not long, wanted tell you personally today, didn’t expect Auntie sharp-eyed, saw it first.” “Of course, pregnant person look different, we mothers all understand!” Mother-in-law while chiming in, while not forgetting sweep me a glance: “Scarlett you no experience, normal can’t see.” I ignored, just quietly looked at Selena: “Who is child’s father? When plan to hold wedding?” Hearing chill in my words, Selena smile faded a bit: “I don’t plan to marry. Child born always someone love, I don’t care about that paper.” I laughed lightly: “You being mother really open-minded. Others want give child a justifiable home, you willing let him born with an unclear identity.” “Unclear” two words I said especially clearly, voice just fell, whole room instantly quieted down. Selena face green white alternating, staring tight at me, couldn’t say a word. At this time, Julian who hadn’t shown up supported Grandma walking in. Once saw Selena at table, he immediately changed face: “Selena? Who let you come?” “I invited!” Mother-in-law suddenly stood up, pointed at me scolded: “Old lady hoped for great-grandson how many years? All blame this hen not laying eggs delayed!” “Now Selena pregnant with our Hale family flesh blood, still want hide? I insist let her come congratulate birthday gloriously!” This remark fit my mind, but also completely tore Julian’s last fig leaf. Julian anxious forehead sweating: “Mom! Don’t talk nonsense! Selena is just me and Scarlett’s cousin, her pregnancy what relation with me!” He desperately winked, mother-in-law threw him off: “What can’t admit? Unable to bear child is originally Scarlett’s problem, she still has face say my grandson origin improper?” “I hoped stars hoped moon finally hoped this child, no one think trample him!” Julian unable to defend, just about to explain, Selena suddenly stood up, looked straight at me: “Scarlett, you actually knew long ago right?” “Since so, I also not hide, I carry indeed Julian’s child.” “These years he good to you, I saw all in eyes. Both envied, and hated you not know cherish, even child unwilling bear for him.” “Good man you don’t want, plenty people want!” She held Julian’s hand in front of me, tone determined: “Julian, what she can give you, I can give same.” “I don’t want hide anymore, from today, I want be with you upright.” Julian eyes wandering, seemed hesitating. But soon, he forcefully held back Selena’s hand, like determined looked at me: “Since trouble to this step, Scarlett, let’s divorce.” “Your things you take away, but Hale Group is my years blood sweat, don’t think touch.” Looking at his righteous appearance, I almost laughed out. If not my support back then, he a graduate without foundation, based on what got startup fund, and based on what took down those key projects consecutively, climbed up wealth list in few years? But no matter, compared to tangling with him, I have more important things to do. Under everyone’s gaze, I took out phone, dialed number: “It’s me.” “Capital siege against Xu family and Hale family, can start now.” Chapter 3 Julian’s face became extremely colorful in that instant, from initial holding winning ticket, to uncertain doubt after hearing my phone content. He let go of Selena’s hand, walked quickly to me, lowered voice roared: “Scarlett, are you crazy? On this kind of day, is it fun to make such joke?” “You think I’m joking?” I looked at him calmly, smoothly picked up tea cup on table, gently sipped. That was top quality Da Hong Pao, but couldn’t cover bitterness rising in my heart, “Julian Hale, did you forget, who’s name is on property deed of this apartment you in now? That 30 million financing your company just negotiated last month, who holds the lead investor?” Julian’s breath stagnated, a trace of panic flashed in eyes. But he soon straightened back again, sneered: “That’s normal commercial investment, contract signed, you think based on your one sentence can withdraw capital? Scarlett, you too naive.” “Contract indeed signed, but contract has a ‘Key Man Clause’ and ‘Morality Clause’.” I put down tea cup, making a crisp sound. “Once company core management appears major moral flaw or involves legal dispute, investor has right to activate protection mechanism, withdraw capital and pursue breach responsibility. And you, Julian Hale, as CEO, during marriage existence having improper relationship with spouse close relative and causing pregnancy, this enough for your investors re-evaluate your integrity.” Voice just fell, Julian’s phone started crazy vibrating. He looked down, face instantly pale, that was call from his company finance director. He tremblingly connected, haven’t heard few sentences, whole person swayed, phone almost slipped. “How possible… how could be so fast…” He muttered to himself, looked up at me, eyes finally carried fear, “You prepared long ago?” I didn’t answer, just turned to look at Hale Grandma sitting in main seat, now already somewhat dumbfounded. Old lady although hoped grandson, but she understood importance of money more. She tremblingly pulled Julian’s sleeve: “Julian, what’s happening? What withdraw capital? Our family company has trouble?” Mother-in-law aside also panicked, she rushed over wanted grab my arm, dodged by me sideways. She screamed: “Scarlett! You vicious woman! You are ruining Julian! He is your husband!” “Soon won’t be.” I pulled out a stack of documents from bag, heavily slapped on dining table, “Divorce agreement, Julian Hale, sign. Based on evidence of your cheating during marriage, and our Prenup, shares and real estate under your name, will all belong to me as compensation. Simply put, you have to leave with nothing.” Selena finally couldn’t sit still. She stared dead at that agreement, face pale like a sheet of paper. She originally thought she won, won this man, won wealth behind him, even won so-called “status”. But now, she found she hugged actually a shell about to bankrupt. “Scarlett, you can’t do this.” Selena stood up, tone carried some begging, yet still maintained that weak appearance, “Julian just momentarily confused… child is innocent, do you want child born carrying debt?” I looked at her, only felt stomach churning. This is my good cousin, after depriving my family, still can righteously demand me continue support her greed. “Innocent?” I sneered, “Selena, when you decided to conceive this child to provoke me, you should have thought of price. Since you think ‘wife not as good as concubine, concubine not as good as stolen’ is more interesting, then you accompany him to live that ‘interesting’ hard life.” I stood up, looked around this room full of irony. Those Hale relatives who once fawned on me, now one by one shrank necks, afraid being involved in this storm. “Lawyer and moving company arrive in half hour. Julian Hale, except your personal clothes, everything here not allowed take away.” I walked to door, looked back at them last glance, “Oh right, Grandma Hale, bill for this birthday banquet I will send to Julian, after all, I am not Hale family member now, no reason fulfill filial piety for him anymore.” Walking out of riverside apartment, cold wind by river messed my hair. I took deep breath, coolness from lungs made me feel unprecedentedly awake. Phone kept popping messages, from those so-called “friends”. “Scarlett, are you okay? Just heard Julian company has trouble.” “Scarlett, actually we were also kept in dark before, don’t angry ah.” “Gather tonight? Everyone very worried about you.” Looking at these hypocritical greetings, I directly clicked group member list, blocked those people talking and laughing in Tea House one by one. These people circled me when I was glorious, watched my joke when I was humiliated, now sensed wind direction wrong, want come play peacemaker again. I drove to Selena’s Tea House. Since want settle, then must be thorough. Tea House door already pasted “Suspend Business” notice. I pushed door in, few clerks gathering whispering. Seeing me enter, they looked at each other, no one dared stop. I walked straight to Selena’s office, where stored her business accounts these years. Xu family these years always relied on Xia family support, this Tea House shop space, also low price lease I helped her get using connections back then. “Miss Xia, Sister Selena not here…” A clerk whispered. “I know she in hospital, or in Julian Hale arms.” I walked into office without looking back, dialed property manager phone, “Manager Wang, I am Scarlett. Tea House lease expired, I decided not renew, also not accept any form of sublease. Please clear field within three days according contract.” Hung up phone, I saw a group photo on desk. That was three years ago, me, Julian and Selena went skiing together. In photo, I laughed heartless, while Selena’s hand, seemingly unintentionally put on Julian’s ski suit pocket. Turns out, all betrayals have traces to follow. I prepared to leave, hurried footsteps came from outside door. Selena panted running in, she obviously just rushed from apartment side, hair somewhat messy, eye sockets red swollen. “Scarlett, must you do this?” She held door frame, big mouth panting, “You withdrew Julian capital, now seal my shop, you are forcing us to death road!” I stopped steps, looked at her coldly: “Road chosen by yourselves. Selena, things I gave you, naturally can also take back. Since you look down on these materials, then now without these, you should be happier, after all you possess ‘pure’ love.” “You clearly know I pregnant!” She screamed, voice echoed in empty tea room, “Doctor said my emotion unstable, risk of miscarriage! If child has accident, you are murderer!” I walked to her, gaze fell on her flat lower abdomen. That moment, my heart no trace of pity, only endless disgust. “Don’t use child as shield. If you really love this child, shouldn’t let him become your tool for climbing up and blackmail.” I leaned close to her ear, softly said, “Also, don’t think I don’t know what you thinking. I already told Uncle, if he dares sponsor you a cent, all business dealings between Xia family and Xu family, cut off immediately. Guess, between you and family interest, my that snobbish Uncle will choose who?” Selena body fiercely trembled, she looked at me desperately, like knowing me first time. “You… you became so scary.” “Is you guys taught me.” I pushed her away, walked straight out of Tea House. Behind came sound of porcelain breaking, probably she smashed those antique tea sets she was proud of. But this has nothing to do with me anymore. Back in car, lawyer sent message: Julian refused sign, he demands see you once. I looked at screen, self-mockingly smiled. See me? Probably want play emotional card, or want squeeze last bit residual value. I replied: Tell him, see in court. Chapter 4 Julian eventually didn’t hold till seeing in court. His company debt problem exploded faster than I imagined. Lost Xia family credit endorsement, suppliers came collect debt one after another, originally agreed partners not only withdrew intention, even started suing him breach of contract. Three days later, I returned to that riverside apartment. Moving company already packed my things almost done, room appeared empty and cold. Julian dejectedly sat on living room floor, surrounded by cigarette butts. He once most valued appearance, now stubble messy, suit wrinkled piled on body. “Scarlett, you finally willing see me.” He looked up, voice hoarse terrible. I stood at foyer, didn’t change shoes, didn’t approach. “Signed?” I asked. He laughed miserably, pointed at that divorce agreement on table already crumpled and flattened: “You really cruel ah. Five years couple, you don’t even leave me a way to live. My debt now exceeded fifty million, if not use shares offset, I have to go jail.” “That is also what you deserve.” I looked at him calmly, “Julian Hale, back then you startup no money, was me took out all lucky money, went beg my dad invest first sum for you. You said will treat me good lifetime, you said you don’t care child, only want grow old with me. These words, you said personally.” “I really loved you!” He suddenly stood up, emotionally waving arms, “But you too high above! In your Xia family eyes, I forever that poor boy rely your charity. Your dad look me eyes, forever carry scrutiny. I want a child what wrong? I want an heir flowing my blood, is this wrong?” “So you found Selena?” I interrupted him, “Because she can satisfy your humble self-esteem? Because she can pretend docile in front of you, make you feel like a savior?” “She understands me!” Julian roared low, “She knows what I want! She unlike you, forever so calm, so rational!” I only felt absurd. Turns out in betrayer eyes, all faults can be pushed to victim. Because I gave too much, so made him feel pressured; because I independent enough, so made him no sense of achievement. “Since she understands you so much, then you guys be together well.” I pointed door, “Now, please leave my house.” “Scarlett…” His tone softened, tried walk over grab my hand, “Can we really not go back? As long as you willing help me this time, I immediately let Selena go abort child, I break with her clean clean, we start over okay?” I stepped back, avoided his touch. “Julian Hale, you really make me sick.” Not only for myself, more for that child not born yet treated as chip by biological father. Selena thought she caught treasure, but didn’t know she fell in love with, is a coward completely no bottom line. Just then, doorbell rang. I opened door, outside stood pale face mother-in-law and gloomy face Selena. Mother-in-law once enter door knelt in front of me, crying snot and tears: “Scarlett ah, Mom beg you! You save Julian! Those creditors about dismantle home! Selena child not stable yet, can’t be scared ah!” Selena stood behind, although didn’t kneel, but that crumbling look, obviously also reached collapse edge. I looked at this family, only felt ironic to extreme. “Mrs. Hale, please respect self.” I coldly pushed away mother-in-law hand, “Also, don’t call me Scarlett again, also don’t claim be my mom. This house I already sold, new owner will come take house afternoon. If you don’t want taken by police, better move out now.” “You sold house?!” Julian screamed, “This is our home!” “This is my property, I sell if I want.” I took out a card from bag, threw on Julian, “This is my agent lawyer. About debt and divorce all details, go talk with him. Now, get out.” Julian and Selena moved into a dilapidated rental house. This I learned from mouths of those “mutual friends” haven’t been blocked yet. Those people seeing my firm attitude, started defect one after another, trying to gain my good will by reporting those two’s misery to me. “Scarlett, you didn’t see, Selena now where has half bit socialite look? Daily wearing cheap maternity dress go market pick cheap vegetable.” “Julian more miserable, heard went a small company apply job, result people heard his reputation, directly boomed him out.” “Xu family side also completely cut relation with Selena, her dad angry at home, said no this shameless daughter.” Listening these words, my heart didn’t have imagined that kind pleasure, only felt dull. Two weeks later, Selena actively asked meet me. Location set in a simple fast food shop. She sat by a greasy table, face gray defeat, originally exquisite nails long mottled unbearable, red marks left by washing clothes vaguely visible on back of hand. “You won.” She looked at me, voice revealed a dead silence. “I never thought compete with you.” I sat opposite her, didn’t even order water, “Find me what matter?” “I want a sum money.” She straight to point, eyes flashed a trace madness, “Julian owes usury, those people block us at door daily. My belly child almost four months, I can’t let him born in that environment.” I laughed out: “Selena, did you find wrong person? You are his mistress, carrying his seed, based on what ask me for money?” “Based on you surname Xia!” She suddenly excited, lowered voice roared, “Scarlett, you childhood have everything, best clothes, best school, best family background. Me? I can only pick your leftover! Even Julian, also because he knew you, I then became that unseen light one. You already destroyed his career, destroyed his reputation, must watch us die then willing?” “If you think this life is ‘death’, then when you calculated seduce him back then, should thought this ending.” I looked at her, eyes ice cold, “Your so-called ‘true love’, can’t even eat this bit bitter?” “True love?” She mockingly smiled, tears burst out, “Where has true love, I just unwilling. But I wrong… Julian that waste, without your halo, he is nothing. He drinks drunk daily scold me, said is me destroyed his future.” I silenced. This probably is most real human nature. When interest fig leaf torn, so-called deep affection just a farce torturing each other. “Money, I won’t give a cent.” I stood up, looked down at her, “But I can give you a suggestion. If you still want keep this child, leave Julian. He that kind person, sooner later will sell you and child to pay debt.” Selena stunned, she blankly looked at me, like poked deepest fear in heart. I walked out fast food shop, sunlight a bit dazzling. Phone rang, lawyer called. “Miss Xia, Julian signed divorce agreement. He only has one request, hope you can help him clear that usury.” “Tell him, dream.” I hung up phone, directly dragged number into blacklist. This farce, time draw period. Day divorce procedure finished, rained heavily. I holding that dark red divorce certificate walked out City Hall, Julian followed behind, hand tightly clutching his copy. He looked thinner, suit hanging empty, eyes hollow. “Scarlett.” He stopped me on steps, “Do you really… not give me a bit chance?” I stopped steps, didn’t look back: “Julian Hale, from you shouted that ‘Babe’ at my birthday banquet, we already died that night. Current me, just clearing trash.” “I regretted.” He suddenly choked, “If that day I didn’t let Selena come, if I wasn’t so greedy… we now should be planning go Switzerland ski.” “No if.” I opened umbrella, walked into rain curtain. Back company, I devoted whole heart into work. Xia family business needs re-organize, I also need fill life blank through busy. One month later, I received an unexpected news. Selena premature birth. Because Julian conflict with people during hiding debt, Selena fell down stairs in pulling. Child not kept, she herself also removed uterus due massive hemorrhage. When hearing this news, I was trimming a pot green plant in office. Scissors made crisp sound, a dead branch responded sound fall. I thought I would feel pleasure, but actually, I only felt sorrow. For a simply not worthy man, for that bit twisted vanity, she paid most painful price a woman can pay. And Julian, after knowing Selena can no longer bear child and child gone, actually didn’t even go hospital, directly rolled away Selena last bit savings, disappeared without trace. Some said saw him in border small casino, some said he owed gambling debt chopped hand. Those Hale family members once circled him, also scattered flee because his disappearance. Mother-in-law heard went back rural hometown, daily cursing on village entrance, said Xia family no conscience, said Selena bad luck star. I let secretary remit a sum money to hospital, enough pay Selena medical fee and follow-up conditioning fee. This not pity, but for completely end. “President Xia, Miss Xu woke up, she said want see you last time. She said, she has something give you.” Secretary whispered. I hesitated moment, still went hospital. Ward filled with pungent disinfectant smell. Selena lay on sickbed, whole person thin out of shape, eyes hollow looking ceiling. Seeing me enter, she struggled turn head, touched out an old notebook from under pillow. “This is… Julian’s diary.” She voice weak, like squeezed out from chest, “I found from his old school bag. You read… will understand.” I took notebook, casually flipped a page. That was five years ago, eve of our wedding. “Scarlett is a perfect wife candidate, she rich, power, simple easy cheat. As long as marry her, I can struggle less thirty years. As for child, I don’t want, just right she afraid birth child, this simply heaven help me. Wait I get Xia family resources, stand firm heel, then find an obedient one birth son. Anyway, she forever won’t suspect me.” I closed notebook, hand slightly trembling. Turns out, from beginning, this was a thorough scam. What child-free, what true love, all lies he made up to climb power. “Sorry.” Selena looked at me, corner eye flowed a line clear tear, “I thought I snatched your treasure, result… I snatched a demon. Scarlett, we both destroyed by him.” I looked at her, long time then spoke: “No, destroyed only you and him.”

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  • The Voice from Beyond

    The day sky-filling fireworks bearing my name lit up Hong Kong, Julian Star dialed my number. “Yvonne, happy birthday. Pity I still can’t be by your side this year to celebrate.” “Be good and wait a bit more, three days later is our eighth anniversary, I will definitely go back to accompany you.” Phone hung up, the woman under Julian entwined him like a water snake. “Really going back?” “Then what about me?” Looking at Serena’s eyes red with grievance, he heartached and kissed her passionately. “If not go back, she will make a scene.” But what Julian didn’t know was, I would never throw a tantrum at him again. Because I died two years ago. The one who just answered his call was merely an AI Voice Clone system I made for him before dying. Chapter 1 Julian flipped over, pressing Serena who was originally straddling him under his body. “We have to be fast, my flight is at ten tonight.” Serena stiffened. “Leaving tonight? Didn’t you say three days later?” Julian said carelessly: “Mm, plan to go back early, give her a surprise.” Words fell, he pinched her chin and kissed fiercely. A big hand exploring constantly, strength so big as if to knead Serena into pieces. I have never seen Julian like this. He in my impression, was such a gentle person. Still remember my 18th birthday coming of age day, I overheard his conversation with friends. “Star Bro, your that little princess finally eighteen today, are you preparing to go big tonight?” “Look how thoughtful brother is, prepared ultra-thin ones for you, whole ten oh~” Julian threw the box in hand onto the ground. “Yvonne is still small, no.” “What rotten idea, roll roll roll.” Crowd scattered, I watched Julian sitting on sofa irritably lighting a cigarette. I pushed the door, he immediately extinguished the cigarette. I picked up the box thrown on the ground, sat opposite him, looked into his eyes. “If you want, I am willing.” “As long as it’s you, I am willing anything.” I could see lust rising in Julian’s eyes. But finally, he just pressed that not fully extinguished cigarette fiercely on his own hand. “I am not willing, I want to keep your best everything for our wedding night.” “So Yvonne, let’s get married early, okay?” I floated aside, watching the two entangled on bed inseparable. Good thing, ghosts don’t feel heartache. Afterwards, Serena leaned obediently in Julian’s arm bend. “Does your family’s that good girl also play with you like this?” Julian satisfied touched Serena’s head. “Yvonne understands nothing, of course won’t.” “Speaking of in bed, still cooler with you.” Serena looked up smilingly asked: “Then how about you divorce her, marry me?” Her voice just fell, Julian immediately cold face. “Back then when I took you abroad, I said, I give you resources, you provide physiological value for me, not let you have excessive delusions right?” A trace of jealousy flashed in Serena’s eyes, but still lowered head. “Sorry.” “I overstepped.” Abrupt phone ringtone broke the stiff atmosphere between the two. Driver’s voice came from phone. “Mr. Star, I arrived, go to airport now?” “Mm, I go down now.” Julian pushed away Serena, neatly got off bed dressed. Serena bit lip asked: “Then when will you come back?” Julian put on last coat. “Not coming back, these two years hard on you, resources I gave you before unchanged, additionally I wire you another $20 Million.” “You take money, stay here act obediently, don’t return to Hong Kong, if matter between us two known by Yvonne, you know consequences.” Julian reached out touched Serena’s head. Just about turn leave, but grabbed by Serena. “Can you, not leave today?” Serena mumbled: “Tomorrow is Charity Gala, you said back then, would accompany me go.” “I looked forward for long time, just treat as good gathering good parting…” Julian looked down, met Serena’s eyes full of begging. Still remember three years ago day Julian left, I also begged him like this. “What project started so urgent?” “Can’t wait tomorrow accompany me finish birthday then leave?” I red eyes, looked at Julian somewhat aggrieved. Together with Julian twelve years, every my birthday, he always pushed all schedule, prepared one week in advance. But this time, he just took out a necklace from chest. “I know tomorrow is your birthday, but Yvonne, this project really important, won’t work without me personally watching.” “This necklace is I specially begged French designer make birthday gift for you, I put on for you, treat as I accompanied you birthday.” He gently put necklace on my neck, didn’t even have time look one glance, dropped a kiss on my forehead. “You be good, I have to go, wait I arrive place, call you.” But that day, I waited from day to past midnight. Didn’t wait Julian’s reply. Until 2 AM, outside lightning thunder. I shrank in quilt, dialed his phone. Phone rang many times, finally hung up. I got, only Julian’s one cold message. [Yvonne, I am busy, reply you later.] That time, I really thought Julian was busy. Busy to forget say happy birthday to me. Now think, he just put all heart on Serena. Julian looked at Serena, hesitated long time. But finally, he dialed assistant phone. “Delay ticket to tomorrow night, I still have some things here.” “You find time tomorrow go see Yvonne, see what she likes recently, tomorrow auction, I good bring some gifts for her.” Julian has heart remember me. Pity, I long died. Chapter 2 Charity Gala, Serena attended in full dress as image ambassador, won all traffic and gaze of whole venue. Originally everything orderly, until auction proceeded to last round. A top flow little flower always at odds with Serena opened mouth: “Today auction, all money will be used for charity.” “Miss Serena as image ambassador, how not see your lot? Could it be don’t want do charity.” Just this one sentence, all eyes in venue gathered on Serena. Serena calm and composed smiled: “Naturally not, I just waiting for this last one.” “After all, finale appearance are all high price good stuff, I also want contribute more.” Her voice just fell, last round auction also just started. Serena first raised paddle with price three times higher than lot. “$10 Million.” Whole venue instantly silent. Only that top flow little flower, slowly raised paddle: “$12 Million.” After, every time Serena called, opposite would follow raise paddle. Until that necklace lot was raised to $50 Million. Serena’s face instantly black. She knew opponent absolutely impossible let her go just like this. But she already spoke just now, if not raise, inevitable leave gossip. Just in moment she hesitated, auctioneer already called to end. “$50 Million three…” “Blank Check Bid.” Julian slowly raised hand. I along with everyone present, all sucked a cold breath. He carelessly raised eyes, looked at that little flower. “Want follow?” Julian Star is famous dignitary in Hong Kong. Who present doesn’t know him? Finally, he easily won that necklace. In front of everyone, put necklace on Serena’s neck. “This necklace matches Miss Serena very well, I then give it to Miss Serena.” “Also, money for lot just now, all donated in Miss Serena’s name.” He now is indeed greatly different from before. Think back his startup early stage, we two couldn’t even rent a decent house. Could only hide in dark damp basement, hug for warmth. That time, he put soda can pull ring on my fingertip, promised me: “Yvonne, you relax, I absolutely will kill out from blood wind blood rain, stand on top of Hong Kong, let you live good life.” Now, he indeed did it. Tens of millions blank check, eyes didn’t blink. Just to support Serena. Chapter 3 As expected, Serena became focus of whole venue, surrounded by people, fighting to toast Serena. Serena didn’t want drink, but dare not offend. Just when left right difficult, Julian pulled her into arms from crowd. “She alcohol allergy, can’t drink.” “This glass, I drink for her.” My heart fiercely trembled. Once upon a time, whenever someone wanted persuade me drink, Julian also blocked in front of me like this. Not I can’t drink, but back then Julian company heavily hit. I heartached Julian, secretly went out talk cooperation, attend various dinners. Raw drank myself stomach bleeding entered hospital three times. Last time even stomach perforation, almost died. Open eyes again, I already in hospital. Bedside, is Julian who should be on business trip. I surprised: “How you back…” “Cheng Yuanyuan, who let you go out drink?” “Still drank yourself into this look! Do you know how dangerous? If you had a bit accident, want me do what!” That was in so many years, Julian first time lost temper to me. I instantly red eyes. “I just, don’t want watch you so hard…” “Did I mess up? Sorry, originally wanted help you, is me useless, conversely helped busy work…” Julian raised hand fiercely slapped himself. “Sorry, I shouldn’t fierce you, I just too afraid, I afraid you have accident.” “Is me useless, is me didn’t protect you well, later I absolutely won’t let you drink again…” But what Julian didn’t know is, countless sleepless days and nights after he left. I didn’t know how many times drunk. Drank all in one gulp, Julian patted Serena shoulder. “I go, future if have anything, no need call me, you contact Lee, he will help you solve.” “I afraid hear Yvonne jealous.” Words fell, Julian turned leave. But just walked downstairs, heard Serena voice behind. “Julian!” Julian turned back, watching Serena red eyes running towards him. Next second, her foot slipped. Heavily rolled down from stairs. “Serena!” Chapter 4 In hospital corridor, Julian face worried looking at light on in operating room. Then, he lowered head, looked at watch, still one and half hour distance flight takeoff. He sighed helplessly, opened phone, just wanted dial Lee phone. But found 99+ missed calls. All Lee. Julian puzzled frowned, Lee’s call popped up again. He answered, Lee anxious voice came from other end: “Boss, bad, Madam she…” Operating room light instantly extinguished, doctor walking out attracted Julian’s sight. He then said to phone. “Delay flight a bit, I am a bit busy now, even sky big news say later.” Words fell, he hung up phone. Bounced up from chair, looked doctor asked: “Doctor, how is it? Is she okay?” Doctor took off mask, shook head. “Fine, just some bone crack, already fixed.” “Patient needs rest more, cannot use leg excessively.” Julian sighed relief, smiling said: “Okay, hard work.” He watched Serena supported by nurse walk out, stepped forward picked up horizontally. “Careful.” He carried Serena all way back to ward, until gently put Serena on sickbed. Lowered head instructed: “Doctor said you need rest well, cancel schedule recently, all loss, I bear.” “I really going this time, otherwise can’t catch anniversary, Yvonne will be sad.” He just turned, but waist circled by Serena arms. Serena choked: “Julian, can you not go?” “I really can’t leave you.” Julian rolled in business field so long, naturally not a stupid one. He could see, Serena delaying him time and again. Julian reached hand, pinched her chin. Raised eyebrow smiled: “Didn’t tell you? Don’t have excessive thoughts on me, why you, just not good?” “Your next drama male lead traffic very big, go contact him more, if together, I sign him, future push your couple file.” “Not like, just treat as hype scandal, also good for you.” Serena naturally understood Julian meaning. She paralyzed on bed, bit lip cried: “Julian Star, you ruthless to me, don’t want me, fine.” “Then our child? You also don’t want?” “What did you say?” I could clearly see, Julian body stiffened. Child, always pain in me and Julian heart. Just because, second year I married Julian, kidnapped by his deadly rival. That time, I already pregnant five months. That group kidnappers raw used stick beat off my child. I don’t know how I was rescued by Julian. I only know when wake up again, doctor talking to Julian. My uterus prolapse. Never can have child again. Since then, child became taboo me and Julian kept silent. Until I saw, Julian holding his good brother’s child, long time unwilling let go. I endured heartache, forced smile said to Julian: “Julian, let’s go adopt one.” But he saw through my fragility at one glance. He red eyes, hugged me into arms. “Not you birthed, I don’t want.” I held a breath, floated aside watching Julian. Waiting his decision. Only saw him lower head. Long time, he took deep breath. “Didn’t you always want go overseas be international star? After child born, I will send you abroad, don’t come back.” Sure enough, to Serena, he finally different. I lowered head self-mockery smiled, last trace affection for Julian in heart, instantly dissipated.

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  • The Price of a Good Heart

    The year of purest love, just because of my husband’s low sperm count and one sentence, I gave up the opportunity to study abroad, agreed to adopt the abandoned baby he picked up by the roadside. From that day on, exhausted my heart and blood to take care of this home, raise this child. Suffered for thirty years, finally waited until son married and started career, thought I could relax a bit, but I was diagnosed with terminal illness. Facing sky-high treatment costs, just wanted to comfort husband and son saying I have money. But they got angry. “What your money? That’s all this family’s money, this illness is a bottomless pit, throwing money in won’t even hear a sound!” “Mom, Dad is right, I have plenty of places need money later, don’t be so selfish.” So they combined forces forcibly took me home, fed me painkillers for ten years, watched me take last breath. After I died, husband happily welcomed his First Love into the door. Son also hugged her crying bitterly saying regretted not being able to serve her, this biological mother, these years. I then realized my whole life actually lived in lies, made wedding dress for others. Opened eyes again, I returned to the day boyfriend holding an abandoned baby asked me if could adopt. Chapter 1 I glanced at him and directly closed the door, “Send to CPS (Child Protective Services).” Lucas Snyder was anxious, “How can we do that?!” I looked at Lucas’s righteous look and laughed, “What can’t be done, is it more ridiculous than me, an unmarried girl, adopting a child?” Lucas frowned tight, seeing my tough attitude, softened first, “Fiona, this is also a life, look how pitiful he is, abandoned so small, anyway we are getting married soon, treat as raising a child in advance, isn’t it good?” Lucas spoke with deep feeling, these words I heard in my past life long ago. Now listening so disgusting, but unfortunately in past life I believed. That time parents hoped I go abroad for further study, but for Lucas and this child, I tore up plane ticket, insisted adopting this child, married Lucas without any ceremony. From then on, started long dedication. Finally after I died, they inherited my family’s huge fortune, lived happily with his lover and illegitimate son. “This is indeed a life, also pitiful, so more reason to send to CPS, there are professional caregivers, I have no childcare experience, how to take care of him?” Lucas stunned. This probably is first time I refuted him. We are childhood sweethearts, I was obedient to him, always soft-hearted to him, forgot myself. “But…” He seemed to think of something, sighed relief, “My mom can help you.” I sneered in heart, help? Past life mother-in-law indeed helped a few days. But not long after had a stroke paralyzed, I took care of child while serving mother-in-law. Until mother-in-law died I checked medical records then knew she simply wasn’t paralyzed! Just wanted lie down let me serve! I took deep breath, “Lucas Snyder, I think I need to reconsider our relationship.” “You know, my parents always hoped I go abroad.” Finished I wanted close door. Lucas seeing this kicked door to hold, face full anxiety wanted say more. At this time hurried footsteps came from doorway. A young man ran over, “Lucas! Quick, company has matter find you!” Colleague glanced at me, then looked at swaddle in Lucas’s arms, expression subtle. I saw in eyes, sneered in heart. Again like this. Lucas moved rescue, probably waiting for me soft-hearted actively say give child to me first, you go busy first. Then can logically send child into my home and himself easily escape. This time I didn’t speak, just quietly looked at him, hands behind back, refusal gesture clear. Colleague still urging. Lucas finally made up mind, fiercely turned to me, face pleading, stuffed swaddle into my arms, “Fiona! Beg you! You most soft-hearted, wait I finish busy I will come back take care of this child with you!” Weight with baby milk scent caught off guard hit into my arms. Next second, Lucas already ran no shadow. Familiar yet strange touch made me tremble all over. Countless fragments surged up. Midnight holding feverish him running to hospital, first time called me mom I wept with joy. And when Lucas snatched my life-saving medicine, he coldly said, “Mom, don’t toss anymore, go peacefully, you delayed my parents’ lifetime, don’t delay my son.” I gave up many opportunities to stay home take care of him. Saying this child grew up sucking my heart blood is not exaggerated. Finally, raised a white-eyed wolf. I looked at empty everything in front, only left me and baby crying weakly in arms standing lonely at door. Parents’ doubtful voices came from behind, I looked down at child, gritted teeth, made a decision. Chapter 2 Next morning, urgent knocking woke me up. Parents also woke up. Outside door sure enough was Lucas. “Uncle Auntie, good morning.” “Lucas, so early?” My mom although dissatisfied with Lucas, but after all neighbors for years, still enthusiastically greeted him, “Haven’t eaten breakfast right, just right, come eat some?” More enthusiastic they were, more unnatural Lucas was. He had no mind to eat, full heart on his own child, barely coping, “No no, Uncle Auntie, I ate, I come find Fiona… see child.” He saying, gaze crossed my parents looking at me. “Child?” My mom this time really confused, “Lucas, what child you talking about, where come child?” Lucas stunned, tone anxious, “Just that little boy I brought yesterday! I gave to Fiona!” I slowly sat at dining table peeling egg, eyelids didn’t lift. Lucas seeing this rushed over to drag my arm: “Fiona! Where is child!” His action rough, my dad immediately sank face, “Talk just talk! Do what moving hands!” “Uncle Auntie! I really gave her a child!” Lucas anxious voice shaking, turning to me almost roared, “Fiona, child!” I chuckled, “You so anxious, could it be child is yours?” Living room instantly quiet. Lucas expression stiff, “What nonsense you talking, that was I picked from roadside…” “So, I put him on roadside again.” “Is it?” I stood up, calmly said, “Since picked, then I of course sent him to place he should go.” Lucas pupils fierce shrank, “Where you sent him???” “Roadside.” I tone relaxed, “Didn’t you pick from roadside? I put on roadside, in case parents who abandoned him found conscience, came back find child?” “What you said!” Lucas fiercely grabbed my wrist, strength incomparable big, pinched my bones crackling sound, “Fiona! Don’t joke with me!” My dad immediately stepped forward drag him, “Lucas Snyder! Let go!” I threw off his hand, rubbed red wrist, “I no time joke with you, I still have to pack luggage for studying abroad!” “What studying abroad?” Lucas blankly said, “How can you go abroad, you go abroad who take care of child?” My mom listened head fog, “What child, what you guys talking about, also, Fiona school abroad starts next month, this is matter we agreed long ago.” Lucas took deep breath, barely squeezed smile to my mom, “Auntie, this matter I explain to you later.” He turned head grabbed my arm again, tone begging, “Fiona, you tell me first, where is child, that is a life.” I looked at his righteous look calculating me, whole body blood rolling, just about raise hand give him a slap when——! Chapter 3 “Oh my, terrible!” Opposite Auntie Wang suddenly poked head out, face full anxiety, “Morning found an abandoned baby in our community garden, that little face burned red, all confused, ambulance just pulled away, pitiful oh~” Lucas’s face turned white instantly. He stared dead at me, eyes full of bloodshot, “You really threw him?” I also heard words stunned. I clearly threw child to Serena’s door. How could appear in community garden? But before I thought clear, Lucas fiercely dragged me rushing out. “Lucas Snyder! What you doing!” My dad shouted sternly. Lucas turned deaf ear, “Go hospital! Go now!” My mom wanted stop, but roughly pushed away by Lucas. I was half dragged half pulled by Lucas stuffed into taxi, he tremblingly shouted to driver go Children’s Hospital. In car his mouth non-stop muttering won’t have matter won’t have matter. I coldly watched his lost soul look. Past life I cancer pain in bed, fever to 104 degrees, begged him send me hospital, he only coldly perfunctory me drink some hot water fine. Now for his own child, anxious like ant on hot pot. Really ironic. Sure enough board not hit on self body won’t feel pain. Arrived hospital emergency department, Lucas like crazy grabbed nurse asked child whereabouts. He dragged me stumbling rushed into ward. Just at door, heard woman sobbing sound. Pushed door, saw Serena holding flush faced rapid breathing baby in arms, cheek sticking his forehead, tears falling one by one. “Baby, no fear no fear.” She voice choked, anyone look knew how anxious she was for this child. Lucas rushed in, eyes instantly red, fiercely turned head, stared dead at me, resentment in eyes almost overflowing. “Fiona! You satisfied! Child burned like this now, pneumonia, convulsion, almost just…” He voice hoarse, “He only how big, how you so cruel heart!” I looked at this fragile little life, heart no wave. Past life they sucked dry my youth and health, relied on my family resources step by step high promotion. Finally coldly watched me stop breathing. His life death, I don’t care. “I cruel?” My gaze turned to Serena, “Lucas Snyder, yesterday I personally put this child at Serena’s door, also left a note, how…” I paused, tone doubtful, “This child would freeze outside whole night, until morning discovered by people in community garden?” Serena looked at me with full eyes shock, “Fiona, what nonsense you talking? I first time see this pitiful child today, I am nurse here transferred to pediatrics help, see this child sick so serious no one care I just…” She saying tears rolled down again, “If… if you really put this child at my door, how could I let him stay outside overnight?” “If is me first saw this child, I definitely will take good care of him!” “We three grew up together since small, what person I am you know clearly in heart!” I heard words frown. Before I also thought Serena kind innocent, so that time I gave up quota going abroad, let my dad use connection coordinate, gave to Serena. Watching good friend replace self complete unfinished dream. I was willing. Just later didn’t expect, Serena turned into my son’s biological mom. Became Lucas’s white moonlight. Those years lingering on sickbed, I then knew, how stupid I was. I coldly watched. And Lucas looking at Serena pear blossom bathed in rain look, eyes complex flickered few times. He took deep breath, eyes firm, step forward blocked in front of Serena and child, facing me. “Serena, you no need say more, I believe you.” Then Lucas took out a document from bag carried with him. Brand new cover, eye-catching title. 《Adoption Registration Certificate》 He flipped open inner page, faced certificate to me. That above impressively printed my name. Chapter 4 Fiona Lin, and adopter name column, already neatly filled, Leo. My blood instantly rushed to top of head, limbs ice cold. I remembered! A while ago I prepared an important qualification exam, registration needed on-site confirmation, coincidentally those days I had other things, was Lucas volunteered say help me handle, took away my ID card. I that time completely no defense, even moved by his considerateness. Turns out he planned everything long ago, utilized my trust, under circumstance I knew nothing, privately handled adoption procedures. “Leo…” I looked at this name, pain suffered humiliation in past life instantly surged up, almost unstable standing. This name like a cage! Want bind me and this white-eyed wolf and this pair scum man bitch woman together again! Lucas looked at my pale face, actually held my hand comforting me. I threw him off he also not angry. Lucas stretched brows, “Fiona, I know you momentarily can’t accept, I don’t want force you, but I also unwilling see you become a cold person, this child too pitiful, I made this decision for you, we recognize him.” He paused, “Adoption certificate already done, legally, you are his mom, if you insist oppose…” “Then I can only publicly declare this is child of us two, anyway we originally going to marry, others also won’t feel strange.” “I can’t watch helpless this little life, because our adults’ indifference selfishness, sent to welfare home, become an orphan without home.” Lucas spoke righteously. And I looked at his extremely hypocritical face, and Serena holding child beside, faintly proud. Maybe anger reached extreme, instead I strangely calmed down. I slowly curved mouth corner, smiled. “Lucas Snyder, you right, with this this child counts as settled.” Lucas obviously sighed relief, face gratified. Serena also relaxed, lowered head rubbed child cheek. I changed tone, “But I next month going abroad study, school side procedures all done, tuition also paid, if I not go, this quota wasted.” Lucas almost immediately took words, “What difficult in this, how could waste!” He looked at Serena, “Let Serena go not fine? You both study clinical, major matches, she is our best friend again.” “Fiona, look, this how good, Serena replaced you go, equals still our person realized your dream, fertile water not flow outsider field, you stay peace mind take care child and family, best of both worlds!” Serena tear light flashing, “Fiona, you believe me, I will study well, not disappoint you and Lucas expectation.” I looked at two people singing together, cooperating tacitly. Past life sucked dry value by them joined hands, two old peeling bodies hooking up at my funeral picture flashed again. I lightly laughed out sound, Lucas and Serena both stunned, looking at me puzzled. “Good, Lucas Snyder, you don’t regret.” “Later I am this child’s Legal Guardian.” I looked at their instantly relaxed expression, coldness spread in heart. Faintly excited again! Just then, ward door pushed open with a bang. A young nurse holding report sheet, look anxious, “Child test result out, quick send ICU!” “This is abandoned baby right, no family can sign, directly transfer!” Nurse saying wanted hold child onto moving bed. I reached hand pressed nurse, “Who said this child no family?”

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  • The $150k Bug

    My salary is $60k. I accidentally glanced at the pay stub of a new hire in my team, impressively printed with $150k. I didn’t say anything, continued to teach him hand in hand, fix bugs for him, help him report to the boss. He relied on my results to get the quarterly bonus, high-spirited in the meeting. End of year renewal, HR smiled and said to me: “Young people should look at the future, don’t care too much about gains and losses.” I pushed my resignation letter in front of her. Next day, the core project responsible by the whole department, system backend went directly red. Chapter 1 Monday’s stand-up meeting, the air was dull like a soaked sponge, couldn’t squeeze out a bit of fresh oxygen. Overhead fluorescent tubes hummed faintly, light pale, shining on everyone’s face with a layer of greasy fatigue. I finished reporting last week’s development progress, every node, every data, clear and accurate. This is the result I exchanged with two all-nighters. Department Director Mr. Miller nodded, no expression on his face, as if listening to an irrelevant weather forecast. “Mm, noted.” He cleared his throat, leaned forward, face instantly piled up a kind of almost greasy appreciation. “Next, let Chad say a few words. Although Chad just came, his ideas are very novel, potential huge!” Eyes of everyone in the conference room focused on Chad Sterling beside me. Chad, twenty-four, Ivy League graduate, resume golden. He stood up, cleared his throat, opened a PPT. That PPT cover was indeed designed gorgeously, was the only “contribution” he made after I stayed up all night writing the report. He was high-spirited, eloquent, repackaged core content of my report with various trendy tech buzzwords. What “underlying logic”, “empowerment”, “closed loop”, “synergy”, Mr. Miller and other leaders nodded frequently. I sat below, expressionless, fingers curled unconsciously under the table, nails digging deep into palm. That report, every word, every punctuation, was written by me. After the meeting, I went to print documents. Printer spit out warm paper, I organized them one by one, just about to leave, corner of eye glimpsed a forgotten strip of paper in the corner. It was a pay stub. Two words “Chad Sterling” on it, clear and dazzling. I picked it up as if possessed. Base salary, performance, bonus… finally, the net amount column, a number like a red-hot iron, burned fiercely on my retina. $12,500. (Monthly) Multiply by 12, that’s $150,000. My hand shook uncontrollably, that light paper, at this moment heavy as lead. On my pay stub, that number was $5,000. ($60k/year) Huge sense of absurdity and humiliation, instantly drowned me like a tide. I heard my own heartbeat, thump thump, heavy and slow, smashing in chest. I quickly recovered, pressed that pay stub under my documents, walked back to my station quickly, movements calm as if nothing happened. Chad swayed over leisurely, plopped on the chair next to me, turned his laptop over. “Julian, quick help me look, what’s going on with this bug, too hard to fix.” His tone taken for granted, carrying complaint. I glanced at the screen. That bug was caused by him writing a wrong parameter yesterday afternoon, a mistake so low-level it couldn’t be lower. I didn’t say a word, took over the computer. Didn’t ask him why, didn’t explain the principle. My fingers typed on keyboard, modify, save, compile, run. Whole process less than five minutes. Green “BUILD SUCCESS” prompt jumped out. He leaned over to look, face showed relaxed expression, lightly said: “You are still the best.” Finished, he held his cup, turned and went to the pantry. I heard his voice bragging to other colleagues, separated by cubicle partition, blurry, but that proudness penetrated everything. “…a small problem, fixed in minutes…” I looked at my computer screen expressionlessly, on it was the core code annotation document I was writing. These codes were typed out by me line by line, the skeleton of the entire system. Afternoon, he came with a USB drive. “Julian, those annotation documents and maintenance manuals you wrote, copy a set for me, I learn learn.” I looked at him, he smiled harmlessly. I plugged in the USB, copied everything I organized for half a year, my own knowledge base, everything I prepared to prevent others from being blind when I’m on leave, all to him. No hesitation. After he left, team’s QA engineer Sarah quietly leaned over, lowered voice said: “Julian, you are… too generous. Must guard against others.” Sarah is over forty, stayed in company for almost ten years, seen all kinds of waves. I smiled at her, that smile might be uglier than crying. “It’s okay Sarah, all for work.” I knew, I was not generous. I was just handing them the rope to hang myself. No, handing them a gun, but I already loaded the bullet in the chamber that will shoot at themselves. Quarterly report meeting, all mid-high level management attended. Chad used materials and results I gave him, made an extremely gorgeous PPT. He talked eloquently on stage, as if the person who fought all night and overcame difficulties was himself. Mr. Miller listened with a red face below stage, whispering with leaders beside, face full of pride. At the end of meeting, Mr. Miller announced on the spot, because of Chad’s “outstanding contribution” and “huge potential” on the core project, decided to give him a $10,000 quarterly bonus. Applause thunderous. Chad bowed to everyone in applause, gaze swept over me, didn’t stop, as if I was just a background board. Next day, to celebrate, Chad treated the whole department Starbucks. Cups of beautifully packaged coffee sent to everyone’s desk, sweet aroma filled the office. Only, my desk was empty. He didn’t forget, he did it on purpose. He handed the last cup of coffee respectfully to Mr. Miller. Mr. Miller took the coffee, happily patted his shoulder: “Chad, work hard, you are the future of our department!” I looked at them, like watching a farce irrelevant to me. Last bit of warm fantasy in heart, completely cold, broken, turned into cold ashes. I was not enduring. I was waiting for a timing. From that day, I started working more “wholeheartedly”. I quietly organized all my work documents, code records, handover SOPs. Every interface definition, every module logic, every possible exception, I recorded with the most detailed and standard language. I even matched independent instruction documents for every key script I wrote, detailed to the meaning of every parameter and consequence of modifying it. I did it flawlessly, perfect like a work of art. A perfect sacrifice prepared for this grand funeral. Sarah looked at me with eyes full of worry and confusion. She found me privately again: “Julian, what exactly are you thinking? Going on like this, credits are his, blame is yours.” I just smiled at her, said: “Sarah, don’t worry, my value, is not decided by them.” But my price, must be taken back by myself, with principal and interest. Chapter 2 End of year, air began to fill with a restless atmosphere. Company renewal season arrived. HR Manager Karen called me into that familiar conference room always blasting AC. She wore a professional, impeccable smile, personally poured me a glass of water. “Julian, been in company two years, time flies.” She pushed a renewal contract in front of me, posture elegant. “Look, this is company’s affirmation to you.” I opened contract, gaze fell directly on salary column. Increase 5%. $60,000 times 1.05, equals $63,000. A month, increased $250. I let out a cold sneer in heart, face remained calm. Karen started her performance, voice gentle like spring breeze, words carrying unquestionable pressure. “Julian, I know, young people, definitely have expectations for salary. But, you have to look at the future.” “Our company platform is top in industry. Projects you touch here, things you learn, are far more important than this little salary in front of eyes.” She paused, picked up cup drank water, eyes meaningful. “I know, you worked hard mentoring new hires recently. But this is also training for you, leaders’ trust in you. Mr. Miller sees it all.” This sentence was like a switch, instantly ignited my long-suppressed anger. But I didn’t explode. I just raised my head, looked straight into her eyes, calmly interrupted her. “Mr. Miller saw it all, then gave the $10,000 bonus to Chad.” Smile on Karen’s face froze for an instant. Air in conference room seemed solidified. She obviously didn’t expect me, usually silent and honest, to contradict her so directly. “Uh… Julian, this… things can’t be looked at like this.” She tried to make up, “Chad has good background, prestigious school graduate, can bring different resources to company. This is… this is strategic level consideration.” I laughed. Kind of laugh from bottom of heart, feeling everything in front absurd to extreme. “So, Karen, you mean, my technology is worthless, his PPT and his background, worth $12,500 a month, plus $10,000 bonus?” I made it completely clear. I don’t want to play those hypocritical workplace games anymore. Karen’s face completely changed, that layer of professional mask torn by me, revealing arrogance and impatience underneath. She put away smile, leaned back on chair, changed to a business-like cold face. “Julian Brooks, I hope you think clearly. How is job market outside now, you know better than me.” “Don’t be too calculating about immediate personal gains and losses, calculating people, road won’t be wide. This will affect your career development.” Typical PUA speech. Past, I might feel anxious, self-doubt because of these words. But now, I only feel ridiculous. I didn’t waste words with her. I took out another document from my bag, a document I prepared long ago. Resignation letter. I pushed it in front of her, next to that “grace” of $250 raise. “Thank you Karen for teaching.” I stood up, looking down at her. “Maybe my pattern is too small, only can see immediate gains and losses.” “So, this contract looking at future, better leave to people with bigger pattern.” I picked up my bag, ready to leave. Karen was completely shocked by my move, she stood up abruptly, tone sharp. “Julian! What do you mean? Threatening company?” I stopped, turned head, face wearing a smile she couldn’t figure out. “Oh, forgot to tell you, Karen.” “I already found next job, salary doubled.” This sentence was fake. I didn’t find next job at all. But I needed this sentence, to cut off any thought of them trying to keep me or suppress price. What I wanted was not raise, what I wanted was leave. What I wanted was, to see how this magnificent stage built by my own hands, trampled by them at will, collapse轰然 (with a loud crash) after I leave. Looking at Karen’s twisted face from shock, anger, to disbelief, I felt an unprecedented relief. I turned, pulled open conference room door, walked out without looking back. Behind, was dead silence. Chapter 3 Resignation procedures went surprisingly smooth. When handing over work, I printed that “perfect” handover documentation into a thick stack, placed on Mr. Miller’s desk. “Mr. Miller, all code permissions transferred, server accounts also transferred to Chad. This is handover document, all details inside.” Mr. Miller didn’t even look at that document, just waved hand impatiently. “Noted noted.” His face carried an undisguised contempt, as if saying company turns fine without anyone. Chad stood aside, mouth corner hanging triumphant smile. In my eyes, he looked like a silly prince inherited throne, not knowing he inherited an empire about to erupt volcano. After finishing all procedures, holding my box walking out of company gate, Mr. Miller even hypocritically came out to send me off. He patted my shoulder, tone kind. “Julian ah, keep in touch. Wish you bright future.” I smiled. “Borrow your good words.” I didn’t look back, stepped into winter afternoon sun. Sunlight a bit dazzling, I felt comfortable all over. Air of freedom, really good. Second day after leaving, was Monday. An ordinary Monday no longer need wake up early squeeze subway. 9:30 AM, Market Open time. I was leisurely sitting at home dining table, eating fresh baked toast, drinking hot soy milk. Phone suddenly started vibrating crazily, like an angered hive. Various notification sounds rose one after another, screen lit up instantly. It was former company’s department work group chat. Although I already quit group, Sarah pulled me into a private small group of us few old colleagues. At this moment, in that small group, former colleagues were crazily forwarding screenshots from big group. “Big trouble! Company core trading system backend all red!” “Exploded! All exploded! All trading modules hung!” “Customer order requests all timeout, log system also crazily reporting errors, already burst!” “Holy cow, what situation? End of world?” Immediately after, was a screenshot of Mr. Miller roaring in big group. He crazily @everyone, every sentence with several exclamation marks. “What is happening!!! Who can tell me what is happening!!!” “Chad! @Chad you are responsible for this project now! Why system crash? Fix it now!!” Few minutes later, Chad finally bubbled in group, tone panicked and eager to clear relation. “Mr. Miller, I’m looking! Seems underlying architecture has problem… feel… feel it’s Julian didn’t hand over clearly before leaving!” He unsurprisingly, first time started throwing pot (blame). Sarah immediately sent a message in group, like stating a fact. “Julian’s handover document I glanced once, detailed to every parameter annotation. No issue of unclear handover.” Whole group silenced for a moment. Immediately, my phone rang loudly. Caller ID: Mr. Miller. I looked at that name, pressed hang up. Then, without hesitation, dragged him into blacklist. Ringtone just stopped, WeChat notification rang again. It was HR Karen. Her avatar jumped on screen, message tone soft enough to drip water. “Julian, there? Free? Company system has some emergency, want ask you help look, pay can be negotiated.” I looked at that message, pressed “Read” button. Then, buckled phone screen, continued eating my breakfast slowly. I drank last mouthful soy milk, feeling warm liquid slide into stomach comfort. Various messages constantly popping on phone, in my eyes, just accompaniment to this big show opening. This is not a bug. Nor hacker attack. This is just a small “Scheduled Cleanup Script” I wrote. Its function, is at 9:30 AM on first working day after my employee account cancelled by backend, automatically clean all “temporary cache files” and “redundant daemon processes” created in my name. Original intention of this script, was to ensure system cleanliness and security. Just that, they none knew. Scheduling center of entire core trading system, those most critical, core processes, all rely on these processes I marked as “redundant” to live. They are like tree roots, buried deep in soil, invisible, untouchable, but once pulled, whole tree will instantly wither. This is the first appetizer in the farewell gift package I carefully prepared for them. Good show, just started.

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  • The Divorce Trap

    Ninth year of marriage. I just found out my husband gave the son I birthed to his First Love to raise. When I learned this, the child was already seven. Urgently needed to enroll in an elite elementary school. Husband with a guilty face, discussed Strategic Divorce with me: “Swapping the child back then was a helpless move, Giselle is infertile, her life in her husband’s family was hard.” “Don’t worry, once the child is enrolled, we will remarry immediately.” Looking at my son’s face full of hatred towards me, my heart was dead as ash. Calmly nodded, got the divorce decree. While they happily went to get their marriage license, I boarded a one-way flight to the other side of the earth alone. This home, I don’t want it anymore. Chapter 1 The day we came out of the City Clerk’s Office. Julian Sterling suddenly stopped, tone hesitant: “Willow, later when I get the marriage license with Giselle, if you feel awkward being there, you can go home and wait for us first.” “Tonight we family will eat a reunion dinner together.” “By the way, Giselle and Spencer love your Crab Cakes, coincidently today is both their birthdays, you make more, atmosphere will be better then.” I froze for several seconds. Giselle and the Sterling family’s “reunion dinner”, still needs me, the ex-wife, to cook personally to perform? But I was too lazy to argue, casually perfunctory: “Mm. You guys busy, I head back first.” A trace of relief appeared on Julian’s face. Just turned around. From the marriage license side, a small figure ran over, threw headlong into Julian’s arms. “Daddy, Daddy, we are here!” “Daddy, can I see you every day from now on?” “Am I also like other kids, have Daddy and Mommy attend Field Day together!” Julian smilingly responded to the child one by one, full of patience. Voice usually cold as ice, now gentle like spring breeze turning rain. Leaving this afternoon. I still couldn’t hold back, attracted by that childish voice to look back. Wanted to take a last look, at the child I risked my life to birth seven years ago. Spencer and Julian, holding hands, big and small standing there. Almost scaled-down facial features and expressions, unconcealable noble handsomeness, passersby couldn’t help but look a few more times. Giselle with a smile, elegantly paced over from not far away. She specially wore a slim simple wedding dress today, fitting the ritual sense of getting a license, also perfectly outlining her curvaceous figure. I then noticed. Julian wore a brand new Bespoke Suit today, perfectly matching her wedding dress. Two people standing together, exceptionally compatible. Julian at this moment also looked at Giselle somewhat entranced. Wonder if he was regretting their fate delayed for many years. Spencer’s small hand took Giselle’s hand, holding his dad and mom left and right, eyes smiling into a slit. Family of three,俨然 (just like) a template of thousands of happy families. Clearly my husband, my son born by me. But at this moment. I was like the most superfluous person, standing alone in place. Bitter unspeakable. Heart like gouged by countless sharp blades, riddled with holes, pain finding no exit. I stiffly turned, planning to leave directly. Next moment caught off guard, pushed hard from behind, stumbled. Chapter 2 “Dead woman, why you still pestering my daddy?” “My daddy is going to marry my mommy, can you roll far away, don’t be a mistress to daddy and mommy okay?” Child’s voice very loud, resounding through the entire City Clerk hall. Instantly countless scrutinizing gazes cast over. My face turned thoroughly red, wished to drill into ground crack on spot. But heart felt absurd and ridiculous to extreme. I also hysterically cried and questioned Julian. Clearly we are legal couple, why want me sacrifice and fake divorce with him? Why can’t bring Spencer back for me to raise myself? For Sterling family, even buying ten schools is fine, let child study so hard? And Julian’s explanation to me back then was: “Spencer very stubborn, refuses to be in same household with you, he only recognizes Giselle as his mom.” “Giselle insists on sending child to public school, cultivate child’s endurance.” Finally he even frowned and scolded me: “Willow, Giselle is not biological mother, can consider long term for child, you shouldn’t indulge in love and affection, planning more for child, is the look of a mother.” I was shocked dizzy by Julian’s words. Planning? Is it I don’t want to plan for child? My child since born, I didn’t see one face, was taken away. Everyone told me, I birthed a stillborn. I didn’t even know who to cry to. Who gave me chance to plan? How come now I unwilling to cooperate with their absurd acting, became not considering for child? How come I became mistress in others’ eyes? “Spencer, what nonsense? How can you speak to Mother Willow like this?” “Watch less TikTok, learning those bad words, careful I confiscate your phone!” Thoughts interrupted by Julian’s stern scolding. He already straightened face, brows condensed with raging anger. Giselle quickly stepped forward, pulled Spencer behind her. A look of trembling fear I would hit the child, busily apologized to me: “Sorry sister, child’s words carry no harm, Spencer is still a child, doesn’t understand meaning of those words at all.” “I apologize to you for him, you must not calculate with him.” She apologized while bowing, attitude humble to extreme. As if I was that unreasonable shrew insisting on making things difficult for biological son. Once cold arrogant New York rich flower, now for child, deliberately put posture extremely low. Sincere motherly heart, hard not to move people. Julian sure enough couldn’t watch anymore, anger turned into heartache. Cleared throat, turned head frowned advising me: “Willow, be more generous. On such a big day, why make things difficult for Giselle.” I almost laughed in anger. Didn’t say a word, became I deliberately making difficult. Turns out heart grows crooked, eyes will also selectively blind. I just about open mouth to defend. Interrupted again by a voice full of vitality. “Giselle, who let you apologize to her? I see who dares let my Sterling family eldest grandson apologize?!” Chapter 3 Julian’s mother carrying a $200,000 Birkin Bag, walked over nobly. Forcefully protected Spencer whole in arms. Grandmother and grandson stared at me with common hatred. I smiled bitterly in heart. Yes. Sterling family values heirs so much, yet could tolerate me sitting in Mrs. Sterling position for full nine years. Turns out people long had enough trump cards. Funny thing is. Birthing child I had massive hemorrhage, Hysterectomy, forever lost fertility. Mother-in-law knew truth clearly, yet still three times five times used this pain point to beat and humiliate me in front of whole family. Saying I can’t even birth a son, not even count as woman, even less worthy of figure like Julian. Julian every time hearing these, just frowned and hid, never spoke a word for me. Afterwards would hug me comfort: “Mom just too eager to hold grandson, words have mouth no heart, don’t calculate with her.” “I only need you enough, have child or not, I really don’t care, your happiness is only thing I care.” That time I was moved by Julian’s sincerity, gradually stopped persisting on child. But seven years passed, they suddenly told me, my child actually still alive. But child already so big. Refused to accept me no matter what. What can I do? I closed eyes, unwilling to look at them again. Turned just took a step, Julian called me again. “Willow.” “You go home wait us first, finish very soon.” My steps didn’t stop, walked straight towards door. Behind came mother-in-law muttering dissatisfaction. “Wait what wait, tonight is Sterling family grand reunion dinner, she a divorced outsider present not convenient.” “Besides Spencer also doesn’t want see her, rare child birthday, let child happy once.” Steps under feet faster and faster. Finally like fleeing, quickly left the hall. Chapter 4 Sunlight outside City Clerk’s Office just right. Weather very suitable for long journey. I exhaled a deep breath of stuffy air, whole person recovered a bit. Divorce only, nothing big deal. Leaving matter, I didn’t tell anyone. Except best friend Nina. Current Sterling family, even Wen family has to fear a bit. If knew I want to leave, definitely many people would dissuade me. Nina pushed my three giant suitcases, shuttled in airport accompanying me busy back and forth. “Willow, take good care of yourself there, don’t for those two not things white-eyed wolves, make yourself live too bitter in heart.” “Relax, I die won’t tell anyone where you went.” Nina gritted teeth scolded Julian for long time, finally ordered me: “Heard not? Later give me fiercely happy!” Finished, she turned ran away. Afraid slower, tears seen by me. My tears long couldn’t hold, burst moment she turned. Couldn’t stop no matter what. Happiness, such a luxurious word. Probably only only best friend always by side for years, can see clear if I really happy. Seventeen first met Julian love at first sight, I thought found happiness. Eighteen reunited Julian studying in Europe, I also thought was happiness. Twenty-two married Julian without hesitation, I more firmly believed was lifetime happiness. Twenty-three suffered all bitterness pregnant gave birth for Julian, I even thought God too generous, let my life so complete happy. But in the end, recall my nine years marriage. Just a huge ridiculous bubble. Those happiness, never were but my fantasy. Start to end, Julian heart only put Giselle in first place. Even she already married others, even he also already married wife. He even could without soft hand, give our biological flesh and blood to her to raise. I really silly pitiful. Don’t know cried how long, until notification about to board, finally calmed a bit. Phone suddenly popped few WeChat notifications. Julian sent me several messages. Chapter 5 [Willow, sorry, delayed some schedule here, dinner might push back a bit.] [By the way, Giselle and Spencer’s birthday cake you no need prepare, Giselle said Spencer not used to eating cake made by others, every year wants her hand make then willing eat.] [Avoid you made and disappointed again.] I stared at phone dazing, didn’t reply. Seemed afraid I angry, moment later added two sentences: [You don’t overthink, Giselle said, she won’t snatch Spencer with you.] [Child also needs slowly cultivate feelings. We slowly come, okay?] I still didn’t know what reply him. Also nothing good to slowly come. Disappointed too many times, dare not have any extravagance again. Me and Spencer, actually not strange. From he few months old, Giselle often used family friend name, hold Spencer to Sterling old mansion for short stay. Sometimes I just bumped into. That time, smaller Spencer seeing me, would also smile out dimples. But later Spencer gradually grew up, every time came Sterling house, seeing me eyes were fear evasion. Later again, even disgust. Until Julian confessed truth to me, I like crazy found my biological child Spencer. I dare not rashly step forward hug him. Only bought toys he usually loved playing, fawningly presented. But Spencer didn’t even look, backhand threw gift I sent into trash can, even scolded me a dirty word. I never knew, less than seven years old child, how could burst out such big hatred and hostility in eyes. Those few days I completely collapsed. Couldn’t eat couldn’t sleep. Thought no matter how, what exactly did wrong myself. Julian learned Spencer attitude to me, fiercely educated him a round. Also specially sent Giselle away few days, good give me time cultivate feelings with child alone. In front of Sterling family, Spencer started show gentle polite to me. But once Julian and Mother Sterling left, he immediately restored vicious eyes looking me. Mouthful blaming me, let his mom can’t go home. Even in front of whole family, wronged me privately abused him. Also accused me threatening him must call me mom, otherwise throw him out of house. Such clumsy lie, originally simple check surveillance, then know truth. But when child lifted clothes, body blue purple patches pinch marks. Plus child seeing me, terrified hide to corner reaction. I hundred mouths can’t argue, became target of thousand fingers. Giselle holding Spencer, cried almost faint. Word word sentence sentence all begging me: “Sister, child still small, give him some more time okay, I definitely teach him obediently call you mom! If you have anger just hit me pinch me fine, beg you don’t torture child again okay? Beg you…” Mother Sterling then furious, declared henceforth I can’t alone be with Spencer again. Julian also protected Giselle mother and son, coldly despised me: “Willow, to fight for favor, you actually can lay hand on biological flesh and blood, really too disappointed me.” Disappointment and pain in that eyes, let me even lose courage to defend. That day when leaving. Spencer mouth corner successful smile, I didn’t miss. Also exactly that moment, I finally completely dead heart. Decided do as he wished. As they wished. Personally cut off closest kin flesh and blood. Leave this absurd everything. Thinking thinking, stopped tears, unknown when flowed full face again. Plane about to take off, people around whispering about me. I wiped tears, took out phone want fix makeup. Phone lock screen, suddenly popped a financial headline—— [Billionaire Sterling Corp CEO and First Love High Profile Get License, Welcome Back Sterling Family Next Generation Heir]

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  • The Perfect Revenge

    After remarrying Julian Brooks, I put away my bitter face and became a perfect wife. Julian was very satisfied. Until three days later, he saw me entering and leaving a hotel with another man with his own eyes. Postures ambiguous, talking and laughing, like a couple in passionate love. He flew into a rage out of humiliation, smashed photos on my face like crazy. “Grace, who is this man??” I was concise, “My boyfriend.” Julian laughed in anger, eyes blood red choking my neck. “I already cut clean with that little girl, you revenge me like this right?” I raised my eyes expressionless. “Didn’t you say? Marriage is marriage, doesn’t delay us each having love.” “I also want to know, exactly how cool cheating is, to make you tireless again and again.” Chapter 1 Julian’s hand tightened fiercely, suffocation instantly surged up. I didn’t struggle, just looked at him like that. Perhaps my eyes were too calm, making him feel strange, making the madness in his eyes gradually fade, surging out panic. Hand loosened, I coughed violently, leaving a few red marks on my neck. “Grace, you did it on purpose.” His voice was hoarse, gritting teeth, but unwilling. My mouth corner hooked a self-mocking smile. “Think whatever you want, on purpose or unintentional, does it still matter?” Julian closed his eyes, took a deep breath. Veins on the back of his hand bulged. “Break up with him.” “Grace, as long as you break up with him, I can treat it as nothing happened.” I know, always proud Julian. Being able to say such words, counts as making the biggest concession. But based on what he gives me a step down. I have to take it. I lit a cigarette, gently spat out two words, “I won’t.” My light attitude, enraged Julian again. “Grace, don’t be ungrateful!” He pounced over again, pressed me against the corner, choked my neck. Like a desperate trapped beast. “We already remarried, I also did what I promised you, cut off with Chloe.” Julian scratched his hair irritably, “I transferred her to the branch company, won’t meet again in the future.” “What else do you want?” Heh, really cut off? Calling her Chloe one by one, so intimate. Julian thought I didn’t know. Every time he passed Mount Sinai Hospital, he would stop at the entrance to watch for a while. Only because the surgery Chloe had to abort that child was done in this hospital. Two days ago, the secretary accidentally broke the cup on his desk, he flew into a rage, directly fired the secretary. Also because that cup, was a small gift Chloe gave him. Surface cut off with person. Actually, looking at things Chloe gave every day, seeing things and thinking of people. He didn’t go out to get a room with Chloe again, go to Disney to check in, or road trip to see aurora. He didn’t even actively see Chloe once again. But his missing was like a disgusting seed, growing crazy, then growing into a towering tree. Forcibly lying across our marriage. I sneered, just like he treated me countless times before. Poked the burning cigarette butt on the back of Julian’s hand. “You guys cut off, that’s your business, what does it have to do with me?” Hand was burned a blood blister. Julian withdrew his hand without a word. He looked at me confrontationally, eyes full of fatigue. “Grace, do you have to be like this?” Chapter 2 Have to be like this? Listen to these words, how innocent, how passive. As if he is the implicated victim. Clearly he cheated first, he moved heart to other woman first. Three years ago, Chloe was the company’s new intern, young and beautiful, silly sweet white. Understood nothing, always looking up, blinking innocent big eyes asking. “Mr. Brooks, can you teach me?” Julian gradually fell. He initially always mentioned Chloe a few sentences in front of me. “That new intern, stupid very, not half smart as my wife.” But later, it became “That intern positive and motivated, actually quite cute.” Later again, at my birthday banquet. I was blowing candles, wishing to grow old with Julian, looked up found him gone. When I found him, saw him in the next box pressing another girl kissing crazily. My scalp tingled, reacted crazy like, grabbed everything can grab smashed over. Julian silently blocked in front. But dead protected person behind. He said, “Grace, all my fault, is me didn’t hold, come at me if anything.” “Chloe is just an ignorant little girl.” Later again, he even directly played open cards in front of me. Brought Chloe home. “Grace, we are not young anymore, thirty something, what love to imagine?” “I love you, is true.” “But such days too plain, boring, I also need a bit freshness.” “Stimulation Chloe can bring me, you can’t give.” He said marriage should be like this. Have to breathe, otherwise always feel like a fish almost suffocated. So he could righteously have a new home with the intern outside. But let me like stuck in throat, had to smash grievance swallow into stomach. That time I racked my brains, didn’t figure out. Clearly we initially had a happy perfect family. Exactly what did I do wrong? Just destroyed in one day like this. I unwilling, tried thousand ways hundred plans propose let Julian fire Chloe. He did, but turned head raised person in villa outside city. Five days a week go accompany her. Two people like passionate couple played happily. Chloe every three days would update their travel dynamic on TikTok and Instagram. Julian every time went accompany her, wedding ring on hand would take off, then wear her couple style. Even that group of friends around Julian not surprised. Privately called Chloe “Little Sister-in-law” lively. They seemed justifiable, like got whole world’s blessing. And I seemed like an outdated, forgotten in corner, old pearl yellow, abandoned woman. I unwilling. Again crazy like trouble. Spent high price found private detective, took their intimate video, then spread crazy online. Julian flew into rage out of humiliation, forced me delete. He came find me, that day carrying alcohol smell, rushed in desperately tore my clothes. “Aren’t you just jealous? Grace.” “What you want I give you all, money, status position or body?” “I give you all, beg you let go Chloe…” He voice hoarse used force on me. I die not accept this humiliation, grabbed scissors beside stabbed into his shoulder. Floor full of blood. Julian smile insidious and desolate. “Chloe thin skinned, because this matter troubled almost depression, swallowed pills suicide.” “Grace, if you don’t want me hate you thoroughly, delete video.” When Julian taken away by ambulance, he coldly dropped this sentence, head not back. I die dare not submit, is Julian cheated. Then I even self damage eight hundred, also want hurt enemy one thousand. But my persistence didn’t have any use. Instead waited Julian more ruthless revenge. Chapter 3 Is me let people spread their video crazy online. Chloe lost job therefore, washed face with tears all day, even troubled jumping off building rooftop. She was surrounded by group of people, almost taken advantage. But turned head cried to Julian said. That group of people was directed by me. “Julian, all me deserve die, I shouldn’t provoke you, beg you, let your wife let go me!” Her tears made Julian heartache bad. Next day, my Revenge Porn video was mosaicked, spread all over the circle. That period I every day go out, door would have paint splashed words “Bitch” “Slut”. Those days, curtains forever pulled tight. I closed door not out, shrank in shell like turtle. Holding knees sitting on floor, listening to neighbors whispering outside door. I didn’t even dare turn on phone. Once turn on, phone full of filth words, those people once smilingly called me “Mrs. Brooks”, turned head nailed me on shame pillar. Abused me with most ugly words. Julian came back once. He stood at door, looking at mess on ground, frowned. “Grace, do you know wrong?” He squatted down, pinched my chin. “Say you, put good Mrs. Brooks not do, insist make yourself so embarrassed.” “As long as you properly turn one eye close one eye let go Chloe, we no need trouble so ugly.” Long time, I looked up, eyes dry painful, but also empty terrible. “Julian, I admit defeat.” Because an unwillingness, troubled me have nothing, reputation ruined. I afraid. I put divorce agreement in front of Julian. “Let’s divorce, video I delete, also beg you let go me.” Julian stunned for long time, he looked at me sneer. “Divorce?” “Grace, you actually use this threaten me.” “Don’t you know clearer than me? Our two families came together because of alliance, from moment of marriage, only widowhood, no divorce.” He said right, family interest far exceeds everything. When I proposed want divorce, parents first gave me a slap. They accused me act on impulse, a stupid love brain. “Let you marry Julian, not for you children love long.” “Do you still have Gu family in eyes?” When married, I thought me and Julian match made in heaven. But once step wrong, is ten thousand feet abyss. Two families interest bound too deep. Even if Julian raises countless little wives outside, I also have to decently play a, virtuous Mrs. Brooks. But I don’t want endure. “I willing cut relationship with Gu family, only beg, divorce.” Seeing me word by word, attitude firm. Julian stunned, squatted down touched my face. “Grace, stop making trouble.” His tone so casual cold. “We now not children anymore, marriage originally is each take what need, why you insist grab love not let go?” He took deep breath. “Spread your video online, this matter indeed me wrong.” “I already apologized to you.” “Also let people process those traces completely clean.” He impatiently took out check, “How much you want? Name a price, don’t toss anymore.” My eye rims red, but looked at him resolutely. “Julian, I hate you.” “I only want divorce, just this one, otherwise, what you see only will be my corpse.” Julian didn’t care, sneered, hands in pockets. Leaving time looked down, gave me a glance. “Then you casual, Chloe home power cut, she afraid dark, I have to go accompany her.” “How you want trouble? Self casual.” That day, I took knife cut open my own wrist. Blood like broken dam crazy flowed out, dyed bathtub red. And Julian, however dashingly hugging Chloe, smiling exceptionally dazzling in front of blue dome church in Santorini. Later, when he received news, I already lay in intensive care unit. Julian crazy like rushed back country, he knelt before my sickbed, voice trembling, begged again and again. “Grace, beg you wake up, I agree you anything okay? I agree you… divorce!” “Only beg you don’t have matter!” Chapter 4 Good thing nanny sent me hospital timely. Kept my one life. In operating room, Julian face pale signed divorce agreement. “Grace, if which day you regret, want turn back come find me.” “As long as you willing, you anytime can be Mrs. Brooks.” I always turned face away. Didn’t look Julian once again. After divorce, I didn’t happy as imagined. Instead in following whole half year, fell into severe depression. Countless pills swallowed into mouth. Whole person also became bone thin like wood. One side is public opinion pressure, notorious me already not suitable stay in circle. I originally wanted go far abroad, but on day go airport, blocked by my dad’s bodyguard. My dad forced me, “Remarry with Julian.” “Otherwise, don’t blame me suppress your mom’s ashes under Soul Locking Array do ritual.” Boom a sound. Like a thunder, exploded my brain. There was Feng Shui master once said, my mom’s ashes if suppressed under soul locking array, can be beneficial to Gu family development. Back then was me agreed marry Julian. He then suppressed this matter, now old matter mentioned again, nothing but force me submit. My mom originally left nothing, I can’t be so unfilial, even her ashes can’t keep. Coincidentally that time, Chloe pregnant. Lu family gave pressure, forced Julian break up with Chloe. Mother Lu gave Chloe $5 Million check, forced her go abort child. Chloe saw money eyes open, agreed without hesitation. Julian heart thoroughly hurt, quarreled big with Chloe, not few days suddenly knelt in front of me. “Grace, I wrong.” He eye rims red, like a child did wrong thing. “I already cut with Chloe, person I love still is you, Grace, we remarry okay?” I looked at him, suddenly felt very funny. This man, stepped my dignity under foot crushed, now want pick up piece together complete. But I still nodded. After all my life, already because Julian rotten. How would fear more rotten. Just after remarrying. I put away blaming heaven accusing people shrew face, no longer trouble, obedient can’t more obedient. Even did kind of virtuous wife good mother Julian expected most. Julian thought I experienced so many things, finally thought open. “Grace, I love current you more, calm composed, is a qualified Mrs. Brooks.” He just finished saying this to me satisfied yesterday. Today at door bumped into me and man entering leaving hotel get room, whole person almost collapsed. “We remarried! You are my wife!” “So?” I looked at him, “You can cheat, I can’t find boyfriend? Back then you said marriage just a form, each play each fresh, not said like this.” He was choked speechless, face burst green burst white. As for me, instead face more cold notified him. “If you mind, then I also keep him outside, let you eyes not see as clean.” I directly moved out from original wedding room, lived in apartment outside. Before leave I even considerately looked Julian once. “You also good unobstructed take Chloe back live.” “No matter how you guys trouble, won’t have anyone stop again.” After moving out, Julian called me countless times I lazy answer. Fifth day, he couldn’t sit still. I just off work, Julian waited downstairs my office building, seeing me walk out, irritability smashed photos on my face one by one. “Grace, that man exactly what point attract you? Haven’t you cut with him yet?!” Looking Julian irritable and abnormal. I silently looked at him. “Sick go take medicine, don’t lose face here.” Those photos flew like snowflakes, I bent down casually picked one. Is photo me and Ethan kissing under Empire State Building background. I praised nodded, “Photo skill quite good.” “Hired which private detective, next time remember recommend me.” Julian eye rims red, “Don’t change topic, you explain clear to me, otherwise, this life can’t pass!” He re-picked that photo, tightly clutched, gritting teeth asked me. “You said today want go out see client, want overtime, is it lying me? Did you go see this man again?” I calmly looked his eyes, frankly answered. “Yes.” Julian red eyes, eyes surged monstrous anger. “No wonder you so easily agreed remarry, turns out you wanted use this move revenge me!” “Grace, you wake up, this little white face so young, one look is want cheat you.” Julian whole person collapse extreme, almost broken. “You say, you exactly when got together with this man?” “Before we divorce, or after remarry!” I calmly looked photo once. Emitted light sneer. “When you and Chloe lotus root broken silk connected.” “I just wanted know exactly what taste cheating is, exactly how stimulating, to let you linger forget return again and again.” Atmosphere instantly solidified. I instead turned head smiling looked Julian. “Didn’t you say? Marriage just a cooperation, doesn’t delay us each possess love.” Julian face white. Choked speechless. He definitely remembers, when I crazy catch adultery like a bitter woman. He protected Chloe behind, carelessly sent me away. “Grace, can you calm down?” “30 something adult, how still like a child rough hands rough feet.” “We long passed age of love, now bound together because marriage.” Didn’t he say marriage is marriage, love is love? Then I act one for him. Just didn’t expect, his reaction would be so big. Also, always only his share cheating, where tolerate me half bit unfaithful? Julian looked at me, fatigue in eyes almost overflow. “Grace, we start over, okay? You cut with that little white face, I also send Chloe abroad, never let her come back…” “No need.” I stood up, red marks on neck still faintly aching. Old man or little white face. I not stupid, know which choose. “Julian Brooks, you keep your freshness, I not accompany.” He fiercely grabbed my wrist, “Where you want go? Find that man?” “Yes so what?” I looked straight his eyes, “At least he won’t while saying love me, while entangled with other woman unclear, at least, we together very happy.” Julian face instantly became pale. Hand loose, stumbled back a step. “Grace, how you…” “Divorce.” I interrupted him, voice calm, “This time, I propose.”

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  • The Heartless Winter

    At my husband’s funeral, my twin son and daughter each took out a DNA Test report showing no blood relation with me. Son looked indifferent, “I already know Aunt Sheila is my biological mother. Back then you used dirty tricks to break her and Dad up. We have already moved our household registration to be with my real mom.” Daughter frowned impatiently, “You live in my dad’s house, let the woman he loved suffer for so many years. From now on, you stay at home as a maid to serve her till she dies.” I didn’t cry or make a scene, just nodded calmly. Only because yesterday, I saw them in the hospital with my own eyes, holding forged DNA reports discussing, “Brother, Dad is dead, Mom only has us two relatives left. Really want let her die alone? No one to arrange her funeral?” Son didn’t hesitate, “If Aunt Sheila didn’t give me her heart back then, I would have died long ago. As long as Aunt Sheila is willing, I am her biological son. And you, did you forget who risked life to carry you out during the House Fire? That woman you call Mom, disappeared without a trace when we were most difficult. People taking care of us were all Aunt Sheila. This kind of cold-blooded and selfish person can’t compare to Aunt Sheila’s one finger. I feel disgusted calling her Mom one more time.” I clutched the heavy Artificial Heart in my chest. Tears smashed on the diagnosis of end-stage heart failure. This is also good. I die alone, when the heart stops beating, I can leave without any ties. Chapter 1 Seeing me silent. Son Mason looked impatient, calling my name directly, “Hazel, Dad told me personally before he died. You gave birth to a stillborn back then. He was afraid you would be sad, so he adopted us siblings for you to raise. My mom is kind, for a person like you, she forcefully endured the pain of separation from her children for twenty-eight years. Even if you give your life to her now, it’s not enough.” Daughter Mia echoed as a matter of course, “Exactly, since the truth is out, you are not our real mom, but you enjoyed the fortune that should belong to my mom for so many years. Being a maid to serve my mom is only right.” I stared at their angry faces. Wanted to laugh but couldn’t. Only felt full of absurdity. I was married to George Sterling for thirty years, he cheated with my father’s illegitimate daughter Sheila for twenty-eight years. For his professor’s face, he threatened me with children. Trapped me, the legitimate daughter, in this prison-like marriage. To decorate his facade. But behind the scenes, he acted as a secret couple with Sheila. I wasted half my life, becoming a ghost-like old woman. Sheila was raised not knowing grains, over fifty still like a young girl. Before marriage, she had my father’s preference. After marriage, she had my husband’s preference. Now, this pair of children I held up with half my life. Just when I thought the pain ended today. Also because of her. Used the sharpest blade, stabbed into my heart. Amidst the whispers of the crowd, I was like an embarrassed stray dog. Lowered head grabbed my handbag ready to leave. Mason suddenly rushed over, snatched my handbag, “Don’t think about taking anything from my house.” Handbag was turned upside down. “Crash”. An old phone and a photo floated out. That was taken when they were ten years old, I begged George to take for us. He didn’t even look, impatiently took one. Photo didn’t even focus, three of our faces were a bit blurry. But I carried it for eighteen years, rubbed until edges curled. Mia also recognized the photo I treated as life. Face looked a bit unnatural, “Brother, forget it, she didn’t take anything.” Mason picked up the photo on the ground without a word. Just one look, tore it to pieces and threw it on my face. Facing my instantly pale face. He sneered without guilt, “Originally you broke up my dad and mom. If not for you, our family would be living happily now. Mia and I wouldn’t be separated from our real mom for more than twenty years. You keeping this disgusting photo now is just to deliberately make my mom feel bad, are you disgusting or not?” He got more excited as he spoke, eyes dyed scarlet, “When I was diagnosed with heart problem, you and my mom both matched. You were afraid of death and ran away first time, disappeared for two months. If not my mom stood out to give me her heart, grass on my grave would be two meters high now.” “Thinking about it now, this is the power of blood. Sure enough, only my real mom would risk her life for me. And you, this greedy for life and afraid of death impostor, simply don’t deserve children to send you off.” I looked bloodlessly at this son I had difficult labor for three days and nights. Risked life to give birth. And spent half life cultivating into talent. Using the most resentful eyes. Most vicious words. Chopping one knife after another at my most fatal place. Afraid couldn’t make me painful. Surging dull pain flooded throat, almost made me stand unstable. Just then, a familiar figure suddenly entered the door. Chapter 2 Sheila wearing a black mink coat. Trotted to block Mason, “Mason, don’t say that. Your Aunt Hazel after all isn’t your real mom, I can understand she afraid of death. What I did for you and Mia was all willing. I don’t blame anyone, you guys also stop blaming your Aunt Hazel okay?” Mason red eyes held her hand tightly, “Mom, sorry, let you suffer so many years. Son will never leave you again, no one can separate us mother and son.” Mia even cried choking pouncing into her arms. Three of them hugged tightly together. Weeping with joy for the blood reunion late for twenty-eight years. Only me, standing in the ridicule and banter of public eyes. Lived like a thorough clown. But Mason still didn’t plan to let me go, “I have already processed divorce for you and him according to Dad’s will. Later my mom is Mrs. Sterling. When you die, you are not qualified to be buried in Sterling family grave, find a place yourself.” Mia added hesitatingly, “As long as you concentrate on serving my mom well, after you pass away, I can buy you a coffin to bury in public cemetery.” Public cemetery buries all loners with no relatives, no one to claim. I stiffened in place, actually wanted to laugh, but pulling mouth corner, tears couldn’t help flowing out. Sheila pretended difficult stepping forward to pull me, eyes hiding pride, “Sister, I didn’t want to do this either. But you saw, these two children are filial, insist on giving me a home, I also have no choice, you will understand us right?” Looking at the pair of children guarding Sheila tightly left and right. I cried and laughed. Do I have qualification not to understand? From small to big. Whatever Sheila wanted to snatch from my hand. I never kept. Before was father. Later was husband. Now, at this moment my life is coming to an end. Even my children are lost. I don’t want to fight anymore, also can’t fight anymore. Finally I bent down, amidst floor of photo fragments, only picked up the phone. Funeral ended, I returned to familiar home. But was arranged to live in the narrow cramped storage room. Not even a bed. Mia threw a tattered quilt emitting heavy moldy smell on the floor. Tone full of venting pleasure, “Are you regretting now what you did to me and my brother back then?” I looked at her fingers pinching red. Heart filled with dull pain. My Mia, from small to big always like this. Whenever wronged, would subconsciously pinch her own fingers. Every time was me holding her hand, rubbing open bit by bit, hugging her in arms to comfort. But now, my subconsciously raised hand, was avoided by her with disgust. I blinked eyes astringent to pain, gently smiled, “I don’t regret. Start over, I would still do this.” She gritted teeth, almost instantly red eyes, “You simply don’t deserve to be a mother, deserve to die alone with no one to send off.” Mason also followed in, he obviously heard our conversation. Eyes full of ice slag like coldness, “Why talk so much to this selfish vicious old woman? If she had conscience she wouldn’t be punished by God to have no descendants. Later we concentrate on being filial to our own mom, don’t waste time on her this lowly maid.” Door was slammed heavily, shaking down a floor of dust. I stood in darkness for a long time. Only raised hand wiped face, but found face full of tears long ago. It’s okay, wait a few more days, I can do as they wish, never hinder their eyes again. Sheila already lost all reliance, she will be a mother obediently. This is enough. Chapter 3 Midnight, I was woken by chest stifling pain. Winter twelfth lunar month weather, cold air on ground continuously spread my whole body through thin bedding. I shivering, got up to kitchen pour cup of hot water. Just picked up boiling kettle, a heavy muffled sound hit my head. I stunned in place, vision black for a while. Until a stream of warm wetness slid down from hair. Frozen stiff body then hindsight felt scalp exploding severe pain. But before I opened mouth. Ear suddenly exploded sound of glass breaking on ground. Followed by Sheila’s scream. “Ah, ghost!” Mason and Mia almost rushed in at same time. Looking at broken vase on floor, two people protected in front of Sheila without saying a word. “Sister, you clearly know my heart is bad, why deliberately hide in kitchen scare me? You just hate me not dying?” Sheila clutched chest, crying almost passed out. Mason furious, fiercely turned head glaring at me, “Are you fucking sick? Not sleep at midnight hide in kitchen scare people? If my mom scared out something good or bad, I want you pay life…” He roared halfway, but suddenly choked voice. Gaze dead staring at blood continuously hanging down from my head top, brows twisted into a knot. Mia tone guilty but fierce said, “Injured not hurry go handle, get blood everywhere, disgusting dead.” Sheila seeing this, cried more aggrieved, “I thought thief entered home, so used vase smashed sister, but I was also too afraid. Mason, Mia, my heart uncomfortable, don’t know if artificial heart scared out problem.” Two people’s attention immediately transferred, quickly took out heart protection pills fed her, nervously supporting her walk out. Just walked two steps, Sheila turned head, like suddenly remembered something, “Sister, I a heart bad person where have strength smash your head broken, turns out two bags of ketchup I put in fridge yesterday not found was used by you…” She lowered eyes, red eye rims sighing, “I know, you not reconciled. You rest assured, after New Year, I leave, absolutely not disturb your family of three. I only beg you, let me accompany children finish this last New Year, even if artificial heart stops later die alone outside I also no regrets.” I looked at her bloodlessly, whole body blood cooled down bit by bit. Actually, when learned George seriously ill couldn’t survive this year. I had several beautiful dreams. Me and children finally suffered through. Finally can have a happy reunion New Year. In dream no threat, no abuse, no beating. Only family happiness. TV playing lively gala. Pot boiling white chubby dumplings. Brilliant fireworks, dispelled all haze of my first half life. Even if this is the last year I can accompany them. I was still happy to tears. But I forgot, I was long a person forgotten by happiness. Cold main door opened. Two people who I blocked wind and snow for a lifetime. Threw me into ice sky snow ground. High above gaze, is chill colder than this sky full wind and snow, “So like acting, I let you stay outside act enough.” Before door closed, Mia’s gaze stayed on my thin worn cotton coat for two seconds, “Brother, so cold weather, throwing her outside won’t happen accident right?” “What accident can she have? Strong like a cow. You think everyone like our mom? Heart installed artificial heart, body full of burn scars, need careful nursing. Just her kind of black heart, freeze to death is deserve.” Chapter 4 Main door closed before my eyes, cut off last trace of warmth. I leaned on steps at door. Exhaled breath one colder than one. Heavy artificial heart, like a disrepair old machine, beating slowly and dully. Slower and slower. Happy laughter inside room transmitted continuously through door. “Mom, tomorrow Christmas Eve, we take you out eat big meal count down.” “Mom, this is imported cashmere coat I bought you, very warm, only mom so young stylish wear good looking.” “Mom, later we never let you eat a bit bitter, we siblings will be filial to you forever.” “Mom, we will earn lot lot money, let you become world happiest old lady.” Wind and snow seemed bigger. So cold. Cold heart so painful so painful. I wrapped tight cotton coat worn many years, long clumped not like shape. Leaning in sky full flying snow, borrowing meager light leaking from room. Softly hummed song children liked gather around me sing most when small, “Stars in sky don’t speak, doll on ground misses mom…” How much want accompany children finish this last New Year. Pity, seem can’t wait. I hugged myself tight, heavily closed eyes. Don’t know how long passed, main door behind suddenly opened. My stiff body fell in following momentum. Trance open eyes time, I saw two faces sweetly calling mom in dream enlarged, no smile, only thick disgust. Mason sneered, “I said, scourge leave thousand years. Person like her, how so easy freeze die.” Mia supporting Sheila wearing big red cashmere coat, stepped over me without looking sideways, “We going out count down, you stay home clean up.” I supported door panel climbed up, looking at my purple but no longer trembling hands, gently nodded, “Okay.” Before turning leave, Mason subconsciously looked back once, hunched staggering back figure, head full of white hair. He frowned, like first time discovered. Clearly I only one year older than Sheila, why I aged so much? But he thought for long time, how also couldn’t recall my former look. This hindsight unease, like an invisible needle stuck in heart, made him suddenly sting unbearable. He clenched fist, forced himself suppress that discomfort, but heard Mia somewhat hoarse voice, “Brother, today is Christmas Eve, how about we come back bring her some food?” Silent few seconds, Mason then stiffly nodded, “Whatever.” He told himself. Unable to enjoy family happiness is I deserve. Become絕户 (end of line) no children send off, is I unkind unjust first. If one day, I can sincerely apologize, repent my mistake. He not cannot give me another chance, properly filial me second half life. He felt, my body good, unlike Sheila changed heart for him, entered fire for his sister. He confidently thought, still have very long very long future can wait my repentance. As if convinced himself, he raised smile, focused accompany Sheila finish big meal then watch fireworks show. And me at home, silently picked up cleaning tools, like countless times in past decades. Carefully cleaned every corner and nook. Then turned into kitchen. Two hours later, I finished wrapping one hundred dumplings. Half is son loves pork green onion. Half is daughter loves shrimp chive. Finished all this, I washed my face, combed hair. Walked out this home, walked into wind and snow. Finally I still didn’t hold till hospital, after terminal lucidity scattered, I fell amidst passerby screams. And other side, accompanying Sheila finished watching fireworks show Mason finally impatiently answered my twelfth call. “Hazel Yang, are you done? I want accompany my mom count down, can you roll far away.” Phone other end hesitated few seconds, then came a strange male voice. “Hello, here is General Hospital Cardiology Department, ask are you Ms. Hazel Yang’s relative? Ms. Yang due to artificial heart rejection triggered acute heart failure already rescue invalid passed away, trouble you come claim body ASAP.”

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  • The Billionaire’s Regret

    10 years after breaking up, I found my ex-boyfriend was still offering a heavy reward for my whereabouts. I sneered and swiped the message away. We didn’t break up peacefully. The year we broke up, he got someone else pregnant. And I, because of his mother’s design, also got pregnant by someone else. After he found out, he went crazy and forced abortion pills down my throat. Crying to me: “I only beg you to understand me, born in a wealthy family, I can’t help myself.” “I can give you everything except a title.” His mother said: “Our Old Money family firmly does not accept the Working Class, let alone let the blood of the lower class multiply in our family!” He stood not far away listening, without saying a word. Since then, I disappeared from his world. In a flash of 10 years, he stood in front of me again. His handsome face was more steady and noble than 10 years ago, eye rims red. He said: “I am powerful now, parents can no longer interfere with my feelings.” “Let’s be together again, okay?” I shook my head and refused. He didn’t understand: “Why?” I said calmly: “Because, my husband won’t allow it.” … Chapter 1 He froze, eyes trembling. Pupils appeared especially clear because of a layer of tears. I thought he would completely give up, but heard. “Still the same as 10 years ago, only know how to say ugly words to provoke me.” Julian Hale’s choked voice paused, looking at me with a sudden burning, urgent gaze. “I should also treat you like I did 10 years ago.” Speaking, he strode over. I panicked and stepped back, dodging his hug and forced kiss. 10 years ago, as long as I said ugly words to choke him, he would use a kiss to block my mouth. Until I was almost hypoxic, he would proudly and unsatisfiedly release me. Facing my resisting and alienated actions. He paused, only hesitated for a second, then walked towards me again. I stepped back two steps again, pulling distance between us, voice raised: “Julian Hale!” He stopped. Expectation in the man’s eyes was instantly filled with grievance. “It’s been 10 years, I don’t believe you don’t miss me.” Hehe. I sneered in my heart. As long as the new love is good enough, there is no old love that can’t be forgotten. “That’s your business, in fact, the past is past.” “Things have long changed between us.” My breezy attitude hurt him greatly, he chuckled twice in disbelief. “I can’t get over it!” “I also thought I could forget you, but the longer time passes, the more I can’t forget!” His eyes misted over again, gently sniffed, pretending to be calm. When he spoke again, his tone softened: “I know what you are worried about.” “I divorced her, the child wasn’t kept, so you don’t have to worry, I won’t let you be a stepmother.” “And about my mom, she had a stroke and is paralyzed, won’t bully you anymore.” “I am now the person in charge of Hale Group, I have the final say in the Hale family.” “I can marry you openly and honorably now.” He said all the situations in one breath. 10 years, those scars that had long scabbed were uncovered by him. That experience prone to give me nightmares, floated in my mind, like yesterday. On my 20th birthday, he also said: “Mia, I can marry you openly and honorably!” “I want to repay you with love for a lifetime, please marry me okay?” I agreed to him, happily accepted his pigeon egg diamond ring. But the next day, my family went bankrupt because of this proposal ring. His mother, Mrs. Hale, appeared in front of me elegantly and nobly. Looking at me like despising an ant. Walked around me circle after circle, using the aura of long-term high status to oppress me with her eyes again and again: “What year is this! Still dreaming of Prince falling in love with Cinderella!” “I can accept you being played by my son, but a social bottom feeder like you, will never enter a wealthy family like the Hales even if you die!” She took out a lawsuit and smashed it on my face: “Return the ring! Or wait to be sued!” Chapter 2 Self-esteem frustrated, I immediately plucked up courage to rummage through my bag to return the ring to her. But the ring was gone. His mother arrogantly humiliated me again. Turning around, she threw the ring Julian gave me into the sea right in front of me. I suddenly realized, the ring was taken by her long ago. She deliberately humiliated and dealt with me. “You can tell Julian all this, see if he believes you or me!” Turning around, she really sued me. My parents sold the only house in the family to pay back the ring money, heavily in debt. Because of this, I had a big fight with Julian: “Your mother is a villain! She is doing evil!” First time he flushed red, fiercely scolding me without giving in: “I don’t allow you to say my mom like this!” “She just asked you to return the ring, you just follow her first, I’ll buy you another one later!” “If you took out the ring, there would be no such things!” “My mom is sick, I beg you to follow her a bit for my sake, okay?” That time, was our first conflict because of his mother. He believed his mom’s words, thought I deliberately didn’t return the ring. And thought I didn’t handle things well, not tactful. First time I experienced, filled with powerlessness towards him. And he also suffered again and again because caught in the middle. His action of stepping forward again pulled my thoughts back. “Julian Hale, impossible!” “I already have my own new life.” “Even if I don’t have a new life, even if your mom died, I can’t turn back.” “I hate her, and hate you too.” Speaking of this my emotions were slightly excited. Those scars, just thinking of them, are heart-wrenching pain. Julian paused, eyes overflowing with innocent guilt: “Things back then, each had difficulties, there were misunderstandings inside.” “Baby, listen to me explain slowly okay?” I shook my head slightly refusing, didn’t want to talk about the past by re-experiencing the scars. He was nervous to the point of red eyes. Facing my refusal, he was anxious and careful, afraid of scaring me. “Don’t disturb my life, that’s it.” I turned to leave. He caught up and grabbed my hand, pulling upstairs. “This time I say anything won’t let go of your hand again.” “I take you to see now, my mom really already had a stroke and paralyzed!” Not allowing me to refuse, he pulled me to the bedroom on the second floor. The face lying on the bed is the person who gave me countless midnight nightmares. She opened her eyes, seeing me, eyes glared excitedly. Just like back then, when she knew Julian still pestered me not breaking up. She forced a bottle of aphrodisiac drink (Roofie) down my throat, gritting teeth humiliating me: “Little bitch! Refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!” “I told you to stay away from my son! Your family made heavily in debt by me, actually still not afraid!” “I let you rot now!” “My son won’t want a rotten woman!” I was held down by her people, forced down a full bottle of aphrodisiac drink. Then, she put me in Julian’s deadly rival’s private room… My consciousness involuntary, under drug control, played by Julian’s deadly rival for several hours. When I collapsed holding my ruined body, ran to find Julian. He was lingering in bed with a girl of equal social status. I froze there, like dying. And he only stared angrily at the hickey left on my neck saying: “What, played happy yourself!” “Seeing me play, can’t stand it!” I was struck by lightning, painful then laughed. Turns out he knew all, but he chose to play deaf and dumb witnessing me sinking in pain. Chapter 3 Memory like blade, cutting my heart bloody. Looking at Julian’s mother’s face, I couldn’t help clenching my fist, biting back molars deeply. Couldn’t suppress anger in heart anymore, rushed forward and slapped her heavily: “This is what you owe me from my 20th year!” Mrs. Hale looked unhappy, glared at me fiercely. Julian’s eyes startled, didn’t expect I would hit. He hugged me from behind, comforting emotional me: “Mia, it’s all passed, these things won’t happen again in the future.” His embrace triggered my deeper hatred, turned around and slapped him on the face. “This is also what you owe me!” “Knew saving you would make our whole family live a life neither human nor ghost, I shouldn’t have saved you back then!” Five pink finger marks appeared on his cold white face. This slap made him smile. “So good, you are willing to lose temper at me.” He walked forward two steps, holding my hands, slapping his own face: “You hit, as long as you can vent anger, even beating me to death is fine!” I was confused. He didn’t mind pain. I still mind hand pain. “Enough! I should die alright!” Crackling slap sounds, terminated by Mrs. Hale’s roar. She stared at me angrily, like despising back then, just added helpless compromise. “I won’t stop you anymore.” “Want to be together then be together.” She said this sentence extremely reluctantly, gritting teeth. I laughed in anger: “Your son is garbage to me now!” “Give me for free I don’t want!” These words fiercely hurt the hearts of the Hale mother and son. He looked at me deeply, complaining eyes seemed to say, why I say such words to hurt him. Mrs. Hale snorted coldly to Julian: “See? Even I agreed, she won’t be with you!” She suddenly emotional, hate iron not becoming steel: “You half dead for such a woman! Worth it?” “Worth!” He replied very firmly. I turned and left, didn’t want to fall into the vortex of this mother and son again. Julian nervously pulled my hand again, explaining to me very fast: “I married Tiffany back then because, my mom was sick, only Tiffany could be a match for her.” “If I didn’t marry Tiffany, she wouldn’t do surgery.” “Back then I didn’t marry you, I was really helpless, not that I didn’t want to be responsible for you!” “Mia what I said is all true, beg you believe me once.” I forcefully threw off his hand, attitude still very firm: “All this is meaningless, I only hope not to be disturbed!” “If you don’t let me leave again, I will call the police.” He froze in place, smiled self-mockingly. Smiling smiling then cried. Looking at my back going away, his voice very confident: “I know you still love me!” “I will make us together again!” “No one can stop us!” Chapter 4 I didn’t take his blindly confident words to heart. I blocked all his contact information. Didn’t expect at a Charity Gala, saw the person I wanted to see least. Mrs. Hale sat in a wheelchair, still graceful and noble. Seeing me, servant pushed her towards me. Surroundings empty, she used voice others couldn’t hear. Like humiliating 20-year-old me, humiliated me again. “Playing hard to get! Hehe!” “Quite good at pretending, you came to this occasion just to attract my son’s attention right!” She glanced at me contemptuously: “I still say that, low-class goods like you only deserve to be played by my son!” “Don’t forget, you were forced a whole bottle of abortion pills by Julian back then!” “That medicine will make you infertile for life, I just let Julian be obsessed with you now.” “When he gets tired of playing, he will know you, a hen that can’t lay eggs, are useless!” 10 years ago, I not only almost infertile for life, but also almost died. When Julian knew I was pregnant with his deadly rival’s child, he was exasperated and cried forcing abortion pills on me. That time he said: “As long as not birth this child, I will persuade myself continue loving you.” “I give you chance to correct, you listen to me once, obediently drink this medicine.” He didn’t know I hoped the child in belly not born more than him. I resisted drinking the abortion medicine he brought, completely because medicine was switched by his mom, and increased dosage. And my resistance behavior, all misunderstood by Julian as, I cheated and fell in love with his deadly rival, so unwilling to drink abortion medicine. That day I lay on the floor, painfully panting, blood slowly spreading on carpet. And after Julian received Tiffany’s call asking him to accompany her to prenatal checkup, threw me alone in room. He never knew, that day I almost died because of him. Mrs. Hale’s sarcastic snort pulled my thoughts back. I had a fire in throat, couldn’t swallow, raised hand slapped Mrs. Hale in public: “Julian having a mother like you is his shame!” Mrs. Hale’s face just about to explode, suddenly changed drastically, covering face hit painful by me, crying said: “I know it was my fault stopping you before.” “I sincerely apologize to you, hope you can be with Julian.” “As long as you can vent anger, hit me however you want.” Not only Julian walked over, her voice attracted surrounding people’s eyes. Julian reached out want to hug me: “You can come specifically to see me here, I am very happy.” “Mia, give me and my mom some face on this occasion okay?” “After going back, you can make trouble however you want.” His voice very light, only let me and him hear. I alienated retreated a few steps to side, staring at him coldly: “Julian Hale, control your mom!” “Next time, it won’t be just a slap!” My warning attracted dissatisfaction from onlookers. “This girl speaks quite big tone, beating and scolding elders, really no upbringing!” Speaker didn’t know me, but I knew him! He is Hale family’s little follower, always fawning on Hale family, hoping Hale family can share some small projects to him. 40 something balding man, fawning look like a pug. “Who said my wife has no upbringing!” “My mommy is the best, you are the one with no upbringing.” 3-year-old son and husband’s voice came domineeringly at same time. Julian looked towards path crowd automatically dispersed, father and son walking in big strides, made him suddenly change color.

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  • The Vance Family Curse

    Not long after I was diagnosed with Leukemia, my parents adopted the daughter of our housekeeper. That girl wore the same knee-length cashmere dress as me, combed the same shoulder-length straight black hair, appeared in front of my parents. Almost instantly, made my mother cover her face and weep, hands trembling: “Too alike, if my daughter was also healthy, she would be this quiet and elegant look.” After getting approval, the Imposter very proudly moved into my room, used my cosmetics, called my parents, even changed her name to be 70% like mine. Unknowing people, all recognized her as that sickly real heiress of the Vance family. Hearing this news, I was in the hospital, but didn’t feel a bit uneasy or replaced. “Stupid people, are going to pay a high price for their ignorance and overstepping.” I picked up the somewhat twisted wooden Voodoo Mask on the table and put it on my face, through the mask, I could see, dead Grandma appeared in the mirror, looking at me kindly smiling: “Don’t be afraid, Hazel, soon someone will replace your bad luck.” Chapter 1 Speaking of strange, my family inherited for several generations, enduring, is one of the top Old Money families. People in the family, basically wishes come true, doing things, also never encountered any obstacles. Unknowing outsiders, all think our family are all “Chosen Ones”. But I know, all this seems to have a price. Certain members in the maternal family, will die at uncertain ages, with an extremely painful and unrelated illness, generation after generation, like a kind of genetic bad luck. After those family members died, family wealth and fortune, will develop like a raging fire with fiercer momentum. Times many, it’s not coincidence. Everyone thinks, it is the tragic death of relatives, like “Sacrifice”, nourished the bloodline and fortune of this huge family. But some family members seem not want, not want to lose their loved ones, to exchange for momentary glory and wealth, what we got is already enough. They attempted to join hands to resist, this “Inherited Curse”. But even donating family property, selling everything, this “Sacrifice”, did not stop. Until, Grandma found a way to break the genetic bad luck. She sat in front of the window, letting sunlight warm her fingers. Grandma’s curled fingers, because of bone cancer influence, exceptionally different from normal people. Knuckles swollen high, other places exceptionally withered, skin on fingers no luster, covered with lines, like withered old tree in mountains. Grandma paralyzed in wheelchair, like pumped away spirit, but her pair of protruding eyes were shining. She first pulled Mom to side instructed something, then looked at me full of expectation, comforted: “Don’t be afraid, Hazel, Grandma already found the way to crack.” Later, all females, will find a person, extremely similar to themselves in all aspects. Or, find a person, with extremely strong will, to replace and seize their identity. Let this person come home, eat wear live travel together, let her enjoy wealth and glory. Gradually, become from dressing to body shape, from voice to appearance, at first glance, unable to distinguish situation. Then, family members live elsewhere, let this person, become family member replacing her existence, live with everyone… Mom has “Replacement”, Auntie has, Cousin has. Such people, we call them “The Replacement”, in novels, call her “Fake Heiress”. Auntie Sarah was Mom’s “Replacement”. She under Mom’s eyelids, had affair with Dad, wearing Mom’s nightgown, using Mom’s perfume, all this tacitly allowed by Mom, indulged by Dad. Dad always behind back, looked at Auntie Sarah with exceptional disgust, then treated affectionately after Auntie Sarah turned around. Like a puppet show no one pulling strings, can’t understand, but very mysterious. Later, Grandpa even gave Auntie Sarah, changed a name same as Mom, publicly announced adopted Auntie Sarah. “Mom, I quarreled with classmate at school today…” Me in middle school, often called wrong Mom and Auntie Sarah, I hugged “Mom” from behind somewhat aggrieved complaining. But not wait my words finish, Auntie Sarah exceptionally surprise turned around, eyes bright: “What did you call me? Hazel, I am Auntie Sarah.” “Am I very like your mom, actually even you this biological daughter can recognize wrong, really very like? Hazel?” “Like this, I can replace that bitch, become your mom, I can completely change from original self to her.” Auntie Sarah while talking, while couldn’t help grabbing my shoulders, shaking hard. She widened eyes, this time I then saw, her eye whites, all red bloodshot. When she asked me these questions, exceptionally crazy, eyes straight, like a monster stripped of soul, like a parasite desiring to replace host. I was scared, shrank back, then, felt exceptionally guilty standing on spot. How could I even call Mom wrong? But Mom seemed not think so. In corner mirror, emerged Mom standing behind second floor wall, peeking all this, she seeing this scene, no sadness, no sorrow. Replaced by, was a kind of extreme excitement and surprise. Seemed like thing Mom long looked forward to became true, desired dream became reality. Not long after, Mom moved out, gave herself a new name. Dressing style, also completely different from before, Mom cut long hair, put on strange clothes never liked before. In my eyes, completely became another person. She not allow me call her Mom, she touched my head, let me call Auntie Sarah Mom. Don’t know why Mom wanted do this, but looking Mom somewhat begging and fearful eyes, I agreed. From that day, time less than a year, Auntie Sarah seriously ill died. Those discomforts troubling Mom, bit by bit disappeared, Mom changed back to that Mom again, returned home… Most importantly, from that day, family bought new luxury cars again, built hot spring villa, seemed no one cared Auntie Sarah’s death. Dad wearing newly bought Richard Mille watch, sitting on beach watching Mom running under not far afterglow. Although I somewhat ignorant, but still could guess, Mom’s bad luck, already replaced by “The Replacement”. So, now turn to me? My body always very good, at least annual physical exam and gene test, all proved this point, but Mom always not assured. Start from middle school graduation, Mom asked me bring those, classmates with bad intentions to me home, let them become my “Replacement”. But I unwilling, I always luckily thought, I can escape this calamity. Those girls just dislike me, doesn’t mean, degree I hate them, can let me easily use “Bad Luck” this torture tool, to execute them. My life, not nobler than their life much, I don’t want anyone become my “Replacement”. I also too easily believed, human nature not bad to this degree. Until, family housekeeper Mrs. Baker’s daughter, Lola, appeared in my life. Chapter 2 At first meeting her, she stood at foyer, wearing old tattered clothes, timidly called me “Sister”. Later she and I entered same school, eyes looking at me more and more timid. Later again, she always followed behind me entering school, always displayed her full body scars in front of everyone, also always when contacting me, obedient unlike words. Gradually, appeared in school, I am “Mean Girl”, take pleasure in abusing Lola, such rumors. Childhood sweetheart neighbor brother, extremely angry pushed me to wall: “Knowing person like you, really disgusts me, Lola told us all, how you privately found people beat her humiliate her.” “I really didn’t expect, you actually such bad person.” To this, I chose a slap fan back, and blunt said: “Believe who you love believe! Idiot brainless thing.” But later, things didn’t easily stop, my nude photos taking bath at home, inexplicably appeared on school forum. Title is “Rich Miss escort play, just for stimulation”. Comment section below exploded: “I long knew she not a good person, this photo is it leaked by that play guy.” “Look at her that slutty look, really is material for this line, body not bad oh, Miss overnight what price.” “That leg really white ah, why can’t think open go do this line.” I sat on steps, lost mind looking these comments, a kind of causeless despair surrounded me, what should I do? Thoughts in brain haven’t cleared, eyes suddenly spun. Suddenly pushed hard by someone behind, I directly fell down from stairs. Sky spin earth turn, forehead hit a big hole, blood blurred my eyes, but I still saw standing in stair crowd, Lola looking at me. Her eyes not like before soft and enduring, instead full of provocative meaning. Her lips proud upward, silently mouthed these words: “You really deserve it.” During time I recuperating at home, she started imitating me, imitating my handwriting, wearing clothes I like appearing in school. She cut same hairstyle as me, surrounded by my former suitors. Even many classmates felt, she more like Vance family spoiled grown big miss than me: “Hazel is just fate good, can reincarnate in Vance family, she want looks no looks, want upbringing no upbringing.” “Now still notorious, did rotten things discovered, can’t bear self-harmed right?” “Want me say, Lola generous decent, definitely envied by Hazel, then targeted by her like that before.” Lola’s mom, also started when parents business trip, cold words to me. Back home, on dining table, no longer my favorite sweet sour ribs and fried fish, instead placed Lola loved black pepper small steak. Rotten plot in real fake heiress novels, just appeared in my life like this. I vaguely felt something wrong, but couldn’t say reason. Seemed all reality situations, guiding me to hate her, to let her become my “Replacement”. But everything now, let me unable stop think clear, classmates targeting, teachers misunderstanding. Even back to own home, still encounter annoying person. This feeling of being slighted and invaded, made me angry unstoppable, I directly smashed bowl and chopsticks: “Mrs. Baker, here should be my home right? Why you not follow my order, make some dishes I like? What are these on table?” Mrs. Baker looked at me eyes somewhat disdain: “Eat what not same eat? You really think self is thousand gold miss, so eat must follow your order?” “Your parents just asked me cook for you eat, not want let me become your slave.” “Don’t think telling your parents, who can prove you morning said want eat sweet sour ribs, you think my daughter will help you prove?” I smashed bowl, she roughly pulled me to kitchen, let me clean kitchen: “Miss Hazel, I really never seen child like you, your parents not discipline you right? I come discipline. You today not finish cleaning, don’t think eat.” “How you not like my daughter a bit, she so obedient, you look at yourself.” Even after they finished eating, Mrs. Baker called me wash bowls chopsticks together. I called parents, but Mrs. Baker very proud stood at stair entrance smiling: “Place your parents went business trip, very few signal, they said, this period by me take care you, I am your temporary guardian.” “You don’t think make trouble, listen my words well, otherwise you have good suffer.” I past never couldn’t contact parents, this not fit past experience and memory, I always felt where appeared problem. I seemed cleverly fell into a dilemma no one can help. That night, Lola under Mrs. Baker instruction, slept in my room. She wore my clothes, slept on my bed. Although I didn’t deliberately guide, but always felt. Lola, to certain extent, unknowingly, seemed already became my “Replacement”. Thinking her actions, I actually to matter she become my “Replacement”, had a kind of revenge pleasure. If she really can bear bad luck originally belong to me, then to her why not a kind of revenge? She framed me, posted my nude photos online, pushed me down stairs, simply crime big evil extreme. She deserves it. Chapter 3 Midnight, I came to attic Grandma once liked most. Here has a mask Grandma asked Shaman carved for her. Since Grandma passed away, I found, wearing this mask, can see former Grandma look in mirror. She will talk to me, tell me live well. At this moment, I very want ask Grandma, what I should do. But I just opened attic, picked up mask, whole person uncontrolled fell backward. A stream heat gushed from nose, how also wipe not clean, brain also sky spin earth turn a burst dizziness. Blood non-stop flowing ah flowing. I helpless, holding cuff wipe, wipe till sleeve full blood, then realized this is precursor of Leukemia, my “Bad Luck” is it already descended? I fainted sleep, whole body cold terrible. In coma, seemed see not far, Grandma sitting on rattan chair, gently rocking. Don’t know slept how long in attic, I then dragged up by a somewhat warm small hand, I couldn’t open eyes, but ear side rang familiar voice: “Endure don’t sleep ah!” Half faint half awake, I saw Lola one hand holding me in arms, other hand flustered using phone call 911. Her eye corner don’t know why hung tears, seemed scared by my full face blood. That arm holding me still slightly trembling, her eyes this moment seemed so sincere kind. Lola trembling speaking my situation to phone: “Yes, in Garden District, Building 3, someone in this house keeps bleeding nose, seems dying, woo woo, you come quick, how long arrive?” I lay in her arms looking at her. Somewhat not understand, current Lola exactly doing what? Isn’t she person most want me die? As long as I die, she can thoroughly replace me, become me. But now, that anxious look, looks like, seems not want me die? “Aren’t you most want harm me die? Now isn’t as you wish?” “Is you pushed me down stairs right? Didn’t harm me die, are you very disappointed.” Lola raised hand, wiped tears cried out by scare, somewhat stubborn said: “I not as bad as you, debts you bullied me, I find you calculate later, you better not coma, wait you coma, I will take chance slap you.” “Why you flow so much nose blood, do you have some big illness?” When she wiped tears, raised hand, forearm not covered by cuff, impressively revealed a terrifying scar. I forced spirit, look closely, there are large amount burns, scars cut by knife then stitched, blue purple bruises. Curiosity drove me ask this question: “Who made these wounds?” She bit tight back molars, somewhat viciously sarcastic me: “Evil person still have face ask knowingly? I really should choke you death while you sick, I didn’t offend you, why you always want find people hurt me, woo woo woo, do you know how hard I am?” “I since small always raised by grandparents, my mom long died, is Auntie Baker took me in, now can come city school, you still treat me like this.” She crying look, very ugly, I somewhat dizzy, also somewhat impatient: “What is your mom surname?” She stunned, obviously didn’t expect I ask this question, her eyes dimmed a moment: “My biological mother surname Sarah (Xu).” This instant, I seemed thought through, before fainting, somewhat indistinct said to Lola: “Idiot, run fast ah.” Chapter 4 When I woke up, eyes front a piece pure white, parents still didn’t come back. Mrs. Baker in ward, looking me lying on bed dying look, somewhat afraid shirking responsibility: “Not my business ah, is yourself body weak, who can you blame?” “Also this matter, all yourself went attic take things, so would…” Not wait her finish, I somewhat unhappy interrupted: “Where is your daughter Lola?” She eyes panicked a second, somewhat hem and haw, doubts in this too many I must ask clear face to face. Mrs. Baker evasive: “Did she tell you something? She this child sometimes will have some consciousness confusion, she born like this, speak not reliable.” Looks like, person manipulating all this behind scenes, already detected, did I hear something shouldn’t hear. I somewhat impatient, pretended angry: “I sick now, I just want her come serve me, you hurry call her come, right, I have some clothes old long time, you take give her wear.” Mrs. Baker once heard “old clothes” these few words, eyes lit up. From her reaction, I roughly can know, seems this Mrs. Baker also knows something. Approaching afternoon time, Lola then sent to hospital. In process waiting her, I walked circle in room, room didn’t put surveillance camera, also didn’t put bug. But that camera on corridor, directly facing my ward. I must use more confidential way, to ask truth I want know. When Lola came my side, already put on my clothes, even hairstyle also somewhat similar to mine. Only difference me and her, is she slightly fatter than me, and face different. She holding fruit knife, peeled a pear for me eat. I picked up newspaper, pretended reading newspaper, actually blocking my mouth corner, low voice asked: “Those people hurt you before, have what characteristics? Where road you beaten? I actually don’t know all this, I also yesterday saw scars on your hand then discovered.” “Also, is you uploaded my nude photos to school net, outside has surveillance, you speak small voice, you recently also detected this home somewhat abnormal right?” She lowered head, somewhat dare not speak, thought, pretended organize trash can, back to surveillance said: “Person hurt me, said sent by you, height not tall, is a woman, looks thirty something look, behind left ear, has a purple birthmark, birthmark looks like a starfish.” Starfish? I crazy searched my memory in brain. Seem, indeed have seen, somewhat familiar… Right, that is Mom’s assistant, one of Mom’s most trusted people, behind ear has such starfish birthmark, I impression very deep. I found Mom colleague team building group photo from phone, WeChat sent to Lola: “Is her?” Lola looked once, hands couldn’t help trembling afraid, she small amplitude nodded. Night, I on internet, found a hacker. Let him help me see, appeared in school, my bathing nude photos, exactly sent from where. Finding a photo address from forum simply too simple, ten minutes later, he found original network address sending this photo. Vance Group, Dust Replacement Tower. This is our family group location. Truth seems bit by bit, start gradually emerge on water surface. I opened tablet. Searched on it, regarding our family consortium recent economic report. Sure enough, before “Replacement” sacrificed, consortium will appear large scale performance decline, financial loss, after sacrifice, then will steadily rise. “Did they ever try really stop all this?” I produced doubt to things Mom told me before. Doctor said, I got Leukemia, must hospitalized recuperate, see if have suitable bone marrow, can transplant. Midnight woke up, on tea table before bed, actually placed Grandma’s that mask. Safety sign not far in corridor emitting green light very creepy. I put on that weird mask, walked to mirror beside toilet, instantly, Grandma appeared in mirror. She still sat in wheelchair like before, but this time she no longer had past kind of kindness. Her sharp voice constantly high laughing, eyes couldn’t help spinning on me: “Hehe… he, Hazel, found own double?” I looked at Grandma, first time felt so creepy. I stepped back a step, somewhat timid asked: “Grandma, what exactly is this all about, this bad luck, does really want find person replace then disappear? Why our family has such bad luck?” “Where parents went these few days?” Grandma still hehe laughing, she saw me straight staring her, actually stood up from wheelchair. “Hazel, you really smart, I feel, you are family child most like me, smart guts big.” “Granddaughter, don’t you want glory wealth, everything easy to get?” “You think poor days, just really that easy pass? Don’t go explore so much, listen parents and family words, so you can have good days live.” “Whether she can become your replacement, ultimately, still depends on your will, if you unwilling, that time nourishing Ancestral House is your own flesh and blood.” She just finished words, then red eyes pounced towards me. I somewhat scared, hurry took off mask. But ear side, still echoed Grandma somewhat sharp voice: “Hazel… don’t fear, already someone want replace your bad luck.”

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  • The Secret He Kept

    The New Year’s Eve bell just rang, I timed it perfectly to send a message to Julian Brooks: “Dr. Brooks, when can we go public with our relationship?” But before he could reply, my dad suddenly raised his hand, pointing at a street lamp not far away, tone full of surprise: “Hey, isn’t that Julian? Holding hands with a young girl, looks like their relationship is unusual.” My heart skipped a beat, subconsciously following their gaze. Next second, blood all over my body seemed to freeze. In the warm yellow halo of the street lamp, Julian leaned slightly, kissing the girl in his arms. I recognized that girl, she was the newcomer the department head mentioned a few days ago, coming to start work next week. Perhaps my gaze was too burning, Julian suddenly looked up. At the moment our eyes met, his pupils shrank, Adam’s apple rolled quickly twice. Few seconds later he let go of the person in his arms, walking towards us. “Professor, Mrs. Song, let me formally introduce, this is my fiancée Sarah.” When it was my turn, his eyes hid a trace of evasion, didn’t even dare to look at me for too long, just hurriedly swept over my face, introducing to the person beside him: “This is Professor and Mrs. Song’s child Chloe, counts as my half-sister.” Hearing his words, I smiled self-mockingly. Turns out, the person who shared bed and pillow for 365 days and nights, is actually just his half-sister. Chapter 1 Sarah turned to smile at me: “Sister Chloe, later when I start working in the hospital, I will trouble you a lot.” She leaned closer to Julian, holding his hand tighter, eyes curved adding: “After all Dr. Brooks is too busy, department matters are enough to make him scorched head and rotten forehead (busy and anxious), where does he have energy to care about me.” I looked at the matching rings shining on their ring fingers, only felt my eye sockets burning. Julian is indeed busy. Busy lying to me about consultation on New Year’s Eve, busy holding another girl’s hand to cross the year, busy kissing another person while I was full of expectation for his reply. Julian’s ear tips turned red, he looked down at Sarah, with a coaxing tone: “What nonsense? Even if I’m busy, I won’t ignore you.” “Which time you needed me, I didn’t appear in front of you first time?” Words out, sourness instantly spread from heart to throat. I remembered last week I had a fever of 102 degrees, messaged him asking to bring a box of fever medicine, he said department busy feet not touching ground, replied let me order delivery myself, then no follow-up. Turns out, he didn’t lack time, just his time, never belonged to me. Just then, my dad suddenly patted Julian’s shoulder, face full of gratified smile, tone carrying a few points of emotion: “So good, I watched you two grow up together since childhood, now you both have people you like, we elders are also happy.” He said, turning to look at me again, eyes carrying some smile: “Speaking of which, Chloe also has a boyfriend, heard dated for a year, but never told us who he is.” “Your Mrs. Song and I guessed secretly at first, thought it was you and our Chloe together, after all you two are childhood sweethearts, later worked in same hospital, seeing each other every day.” My dad laughed heartily: “Result seeing your girlfriend today, realized we made a big misunderstanding!” Fireworks around exploded instantly, reflecting on my pale face. Julian almost immediately took the words, tone calm without a flaw, even carrying a meaning of crying and laughing. “How possible Professor, I always just treat Chloe as sister, she has straight personality, in department I also took care of her a bit more, didn’t expect let you misunderstand.” I stared tightly at Julian’s smiling face, suddenly felt surrounding noise like drowning, a silent suffocation wrapped me, making me unable to escape no matter how. One year of underground romance, three hundred sixty-five days and nights of sneakiness, in his light sentence of sister, shattered not even dregs left. I took a deep breath, forced a smile, actively stepped forward, held my dad’s arm: “Mom, Dad, don’t worry, wait till Chinese New Year, I will bring my boyfriend back for you to see.” My dad stunned, then eyes lit up, patting back of my hand happily: “Good ah, that time must let me look carefully, exactly which handsome lad made you spend so much effort hiding for a year.” My mom also followed laughing, pulling my hand carefully instructing: “Right, that time say in advance, we good prepare meal, can’t slight people.” Julian seemed not listening to what we were saying here, just holding Sarah’s hand looking at her. I looked at the unconcealed happiness on Julian’s face, that dense pain in heart suddenly surged up, forcing me to birth a few points of almost masochistic prank thought. I hooked lips looking at him: “Speaking of coincidence, my boyfriend is also a doctor, and works in the same hospital as Dr. Brooks.” Words out, air around instantly solidified. Smile on Julian’s face froze instantly, he couldn’t care about Sarah, eyes locked dead on me, lips moved silently, that mouth shape clearly saying “Don’t make trouble”. Like exactly when we secretly kissed in his office before, someone knocked, he panic pushed me away, also afraid I aggrieved, secretly winked at me begging for mercy. But now, panic in his eyes, is afraid I ruin his good match with Sarah, afraid I expose his dirty act of stepping on two boats. I looked at his familiar eyes, heart like grabbed fiercely by an invisible hand, painful making my fingertips tremble. I pulled corner of mouth, withdrew gaze, didn’t look at him again: “But well, he is relatively low-key, wait till brought back during Spring Festival, you will know.” Julian obviously sighed relief, tightness on back faded a lot, only ears still red piercing, don’t know if guilty conscience, or lingering fear. Just then, my dad’s phone suddenly rang, he answered, smilingly responded few times, hung up then waved at us: “Old Wang and them 2 missing 2, urging me and your mom to go make up numbers, already past 12, just right catch an all-nighter.” My mom also echoed: “Then we go first, you young people have fun.” She turned to look at me, eyes carrying a few points uneasiness: “Chloe, so late, you alone go home not safe, let Little Julian send you.” Sarah immediately held Julian’s arm, smiling obediently: “Uncle Auntie rest assured, me and Julian send Sister Chloe back together, guarantee send her home safely.” My heart burst of nausea, hurriedly waved hand refuse: “No need, Uber I called already arrived, just at intersection.” I said about to turn, wrist was grabbed by Julian. His force very big, like deliberately doing for my parents to see, also like warning me: “Professor and Mrs. Song handed you to me, I must send you home safely.” Voice just fell, he dragged my wrist, pulled me into back seat. Moment car door closed, I saw Julian go around to other side, bent down to fasten seat belt for Sarah. His movement very light, fingertips brushed Sarah’s hair tip, didn’t forget to lower head instruct “Sit steady”. Sarah looked up smiling at him, reached arms around his neck, printed a kiss on his cheek, coquettishly said: “Knew it, you drive slow.” I sat in back seat, gaze swept inside car, heart like fiercely grabbed, painful breathless. Before, this passenger seat was my exclusive position, car hung Lucky Cat charm I ran three streets to buy, dashboard placed photo of us first time went amusement park, even car fragrance was my favorite citrus scent. But now, Lucky Cat charm missing, photo changed to side face of him and Sarah hugging, fragrance also changed to rose scent Sarah prefers. Even cartoon cushion I forced to him, changed to lace style same color system as Sarah’s dress. Turns out, he long pulled my traces from his life, by the roots. I turned head away, dead staring scenery retreating fast outside window, eye sockets sore and swollen terrible, but forced back tears about to roll down. Silence all way, car stopped downstairs my home, Julian first pushed door get off, went around to back open my door: “I send you upstairs.” He turned to smile at Sarah in passenger seat: “Sarah, you wait me in car a while, I come down soon.” Sarah obediently nodded, waved at me. I ignored her, walked straight to community. Julian silently followed behind me, street lamp pulled our shadows very long, one front one back, separated by not far not near distance, like exactly our relationship unable to see light in this year. Until walked to unit building door, Julian finally opened mouth: “Your things I already packed, all put at doorman.” “That apartment, Sarah wants to live, letting her know not good…” My hand pinching key paused, fingertips ice cold. That apartment we secretly lived for small a year, wall still pasted wallpaper I bought, fridge still stuffed food he loves, wardrobe still hung our couple pajamas, turns out in his eyes, that is just a place can’t let Sarah know, hiding secrets. I didn’t speak, didn’t turn back, just lowered head, staring at keyhole. Julian behind silent few seconds, low voice spoke again, tone carrying a trace of guilt: “Chloe, sorry.” I finally turned around, looking at him. Stairway light fell on his face, reflecting panic flashed in his eyes. I pulled corner of mouth, revealed an extremely faint, sarcastic smile: “No need apologize, after all we never together, just Friends with Benefits only.” Friends with Benefits three words, like a needle, fiercely stabbed him. Julian face instantly changed, he fiercely grabbed my hand, force big making me frown: “Chloe Song, must you speak so ugly?” I looked at him, chill in eyes bit by bit漫 (spread) up. Ugly? Compared to him lying to me overtime on New Year’s Eve, turning head holding other girl kissing, compared to him wiping my traces completely from life, turning head taking new love live into our rental, compared to him facing my parents, lightly saying only treat me as sister. This sentence, really not count as ugly. After Julian left, that strength holding up whole night finally collapsed. Tears held too long in eye sockets, finally without warning smashed down, smashed on back of hand, hot making people hurt. I just squatted on ground like that, cried till whole body trembling, cried till night faded, sky light slight bright. Cried tired, I buried myself in quilt, phone off, curtains pulled tight tight, let room fall into a piece darkness. I asked a week leave, didn’t tell anyone reason. In these few days, I didn’t eat a mouthful rice, didn’t step out room door one step, only when thirsty to extreme, would climb up drink a mouthful cold water. Stomach empty, hungry limbs soft, but that hole in heart, how also can’t fill. Until 5th day evening, sunset outside window through curtain crack, fell on floor. I stared at that beam light for long time, suddenly felt, seems no need torture myself like this anymore. I slowly climbed up, walked into bathroom. Person in mirror face pale, under eyes hung heavy blue black, lips dry cracked skin, haggard unlike words. I turned on hot water, washed a good bath, then dug out cosmetics, gave myself a good makeup. Draw brows, apply eye shadow, put on a bright lipstick. Looking at myself in mirror re-glowing few points brilliance, I suddenly smiled. I changed into a beautiful dress, stepped on high heels, walked out of home. I came to that private kitchen restaurant I missed for long time, pushed door in, ordered a table of my favorite dishes. Steaming hot Sweet and Sour Ribs, crispy flavorful spicy chicken… When first bite of sweet and sour ribs sour sweet taste melted on tongue tip, my eye sockets somewhat hot, but not because sad. But because I suddenly understood, Julian compared to delicious food, really counts nothing. Those hypocritical sweetness he can give me, far not as solid as a plate of sweet and sour ribs. Eat full drink enough, stomach warm, bringing mood also good a lot. I paid bill, slowly walked along street side, evening wind blew on face, a trace of cool. Passing by hospital, my steps paused, thought, straight walked in. Nurse at duty desk saw me, even smiling greeted: “Chloe, didn’t you ask leave? Why came?” I smiled at her, just wanted say process resignation, she step ahead lowered voice: “You don’t know right? Department just decided, Attending Position quota given to Sarah, is that girl came last week…” I stunned, immediately reacted. Also, I phone off this week, hiding at home not out, naturally wouldn’t know these things. Can’t say what mood, not uncomfortable, nor angry, even a bit surprise none. Seemed long expected this result. I pulled corner of mouth, smiled to nurse: “Knew, thanks, I just came to process resignation.” Before shuttling in this building, always thinking fast turn regular, thinking can stand beside Julian openly, but now standing here, only feel body relaxed. Procedures went very smooth, signed last name, I put work ID on table, turned out of hospital. Moment walking out hospital gate, I long exhaled a breath, like unloaded thousand pounds burden. I didn’t go home, instead directly bought plane ticket to South three days later. Done all this, I then called parents, said resignation and travel things together. Phone other end, parents stunned half day, immediately burst out surprise cheers. With Julian this year underground love, I lived carefully, gain and loss worried. Put all time and energy on Julian, but forgot most should accompany is Mom and Dad. Hung up phone, I hummed song back home, started rummage chests cupboards pack luggage, those things related to Julian, all by me one brain stuffed into trash can, threw clean clean. Three days later, I dragged suitcase, with parents downstairs ready go airport. Just to community gate, a familiar figure suddenly blocked in front of us. Is Julian. Under his eyes green black, hair messy, looked haggard a lot. Seeing suitcase in my hand, his pupils fierce shrank, tone carrying few points urgent question: “Where you going? Why resign? Message I sent you why not reply?” I then suddenly remembered, since that night cried, I never touched WeChat again. I in front of her face, took out phone unlock, click open WeChat. Top pinned chat box, densely packed all his messages, from initial “Where are you” “Why didn’t come up”, to later “Are you still blaming me” “Don’t make trouble”, to finally carrying anger “Chloe Song, then what exactly you want” “Attending quota will have again, next time I give you okay?”. Looking these messages, I quickly screenshot, then look at Julian: “$100,000, hush money, otherwise I send these messages to Sarah.” Words out, Julian face instantly sank, brows dead frowned: “Chloe Song, everyone is adult, each take what need that’s all.” I pulled corner of mouth, didn’t take his words, just steadily looked at him, eyes carrying few points mockery. Julian stared at me few seconds, like judging true fake in my words. Anger in his eyes gradually faded, gradually, a wipe annoyance and fear climbed on cheek. He probably really afraid I make thing big, afraid Sarah know all this, ruin his carefully maintained deep affection image. Silent for half day, he took out phone from pocket, fingers flying tapping on screen, tone impatient but carrying few points compromise: “Fine, I transfer you, don’t make thing to unmanageable step, not good for you me.” Transfer notification sound soon rang, phone screen jumped out 100k arrival notification. Julian put away phone, face still ugly, but still forced suppressing emotion, tone eased few points, like comforting: “Money transferred, you good follow Professor Mrs. Song go out play play also fine, treat as relax.” “Hospital position I keep for you, when want come back work, anytime tell me.” He probably still thinks, I do all this is playing temper, thinks I sooner later will turn back, thinks I can’t without him. I looked at his self-righteous look, heart only felt a burst nausea. I didn’t look him one more glance, turned smile to parents: “Mom Dad, let’s go, don’t delay plane.” Julian stood in place, didn’t chase up again, but I could feel a gaze staring dead at me behind my back. But these, all irrelevant to me. 100k, counts as his compensation to me for this year absurd underground love, from today, he owe me nothing, I also owe him nothing. Chapter 2 Plane shuttled above clouds, outside window is large large soft cloud sea. Sunlight shone in through window, shining on body warm. I leaned on seat back, just wanted close eyes rest mind. Dad beside suddenly gently patted back of my hand: “Chloe, tell Dad truth, that boyfriend you dated before, is it Julian?” I fiercely opened eyes, heart missed a beat, subconsciously wanted deny: “Dad, what you saying, no…” Words not finished, Mom held my other hand: “Silly child, you are our precious daughter, your every move can’t hide from us.” “New Year’s Day when we met Sarah and Julian, I saw your face poor scary.” She paused, sighed: “You locked yourself at home seven days, me and your Dad also didn’t dare go back disturb you, just wanted give you some space, let yourself slowly recover.” “We know you suffered grievance, also know you don’t want let us worry.” I originally didn’t want cry, but this moment, poked through all disguise by parents, those emotions forced down, finally couldn’t hold anymore. Tears like broken line beads, rolled down without warning. I turned head, wanted avoid their gaze, but gently cupped face by Mom: “Cry ba cry ba.” My Dad voice carrying few points choke: “Aggrieved just cry out, don’t hold in heart, have Mom Dad here.” I couldn’t hold anymore, pounced into Mom’s arms, shoulders violently trembling, suppressed long crying finally intermittently overflowed. I choked, incoherent: “Mom, I so silly ah, I dated him one year underground love, just want wait day he public our identity.” “But… but he with someone else, also said only treat me as sister.” My Mom gently patting my back, saying again and again: “Not silly not silly, our Chloe just too serious, so spared no effort pay all.” “Is Julian that bastard not worthy our Chloe.” I nestled in Mom’s arms, cried long time. Until cried all grievance clean, then gradually stopped tears. Trance, memory uncontrolled surged up. High school Julian, was poor student in class. My Dad his head teacher, saw his grades top but family poor, not only helped him actively apply financial aid, also often brought him home eat. I was at that time, slowly moved heart to this boy three years older than me. He would red face thank my Mom, would when I couldn’t solve math problem, patiently lie on table explain to me, fingertip occasionally touched my finger, would bounce away like electric shock. Later he admitted famous medical university, I fought life chase his steps, college application filled same city medical school as him. University graduation year, he entered Best Hospital in City, I sharpened head also squeezed into that hospital. He just on day I started work blocked me in fire escape. He said: “Chloe, I like you.” “But I now just started, can’t public, wait I stand firm heel, definitely give you a title.” Secret crush so many years person, personally confess to me. Where I still care what underground love, full heart all joy, didn’t think agreed nodding. Those days, we kissed on duty room sofa, hugged in unmanned stairwell, said goodnight in late night WeChat. I thought as long as I wait, wait him turn regular, wait him promotion, can wait him hold my hand, stand under sun openly. Now think, really naive laughable. Got off plane, parents didn’t rush go hotel, instead pulled me straight run city most famous steak house. Tender steak roasted sizzling sound, rich aroma came to face. Dad also ordered me a cup sweet fruit wine, smiling said: “Adult, drink a bit no matter.” Start from this day, we started our travel. Parents seemed more excited than me, holding camera snapping non-stop. A while pull me take group photo, a while squat roadside take a unknown small wild flower. Those annoying things once happened, those bits and drops about Julian, seem really in this journey scenery, slowly washed light. Days passed fast, we walked one after another city, tasted one after another food, took full an album photos. Until street red lanterns gradually hung, mall rang familiar New Year song, I then reacted, turns out we already out playing more than a month. New Year footsteps closer and closer, every family started prepare New Year goods, air floating faint fireworks smell. Parents looked calendar, smiling said to me: “Time go home, we have to go back paste couplets, wrap dumplings, have a lively New Year.” Just then, Dad suddenly thought of something, patted my shoulder: “Right, before go back take you see someone, is Dad’s proud student, you childhood also saw.” I heart mumbled, besides Julian, who else is Dad’s proud student? When we carried luggage walked out airport arrival exit, far saw a figure standing by pickup sign. Man wearing simple camel coat, posture tall and straight, waving towards our direction. I stared him few seconds, only felt between brows revealed inexplicable familiarity, but just can’t remember where seen. “Caleb, here.” My Dad smiling welcomed up, patted man’s arm. Man called Caleb walked fast over, politely greet parents: “Teacher Song, Mrs. Song, long time no see.” His gaze turned to me, smile deeper a bit: “Chloe, long time no see, remember me?” Dad aside smiling explained: “This is Caleb ah, high school always came our home eat, grades special good, later he went abroad didn’t have time come back, this year just back country, said first time wanted come see us.” I finally remembered. These years he changed lot, faded youth green, added few points mature steady bearing. I somewhat shy smiled: “Long time no see, you became handsome, just now didn’t recognize.” Caleb ears instantly red thorough, he scratched head: “You don’t tease me, so many years no see, you instead didn’t change a bit, still same as childhood, like tease people.” This words amused parents laugh loud, good while later Dad then lifted my suitcase, waved hand to us: “Okay okay, don’t stand here blow wind, hurry home.” Caleb hurriedly took suitcase in Dad’s hand put into trunk, also thoughtfully helped me open car door. Parents in back seat chatting travel funny things, also said wait New Year start want go abroad. Me and Caleb sat front row, occasionally chat two sentences. Suddenly, Caleb turned head look Dad in rearview mirror, tone serious: “Teacher Song, matter you let me handle before, I all done.” I stunned, somewhat puzzled look my Dad: “What matter ah?” My Dad leaned on seat back, cold snort: “Julian that bastard bullied my daughter so, I can just let go?” “I just asked Caleb, poke news he step two boats, to their hospital department group and leaders that’s all.” Dad looking my astonished look, tone sank: “He occupied our family support finish study, turn head spoil you so, really treat our Song family easy bully?” Caleb aside echoing nod, added: “After news sent out, their hospital all exploded.” “Heard Julian promotion quota revoked, also called by leader scolded.” “Sarah knew truth, on spot broke with him, now whole hospital up down everyone knows what virtue he is.” I looked scenery retreating fast outside window, heart couldn’t say what taste. Turns out parents long vented this anger for me, but why I don’t have imagined pleasure? Probably that relationship, along with those unwillingness and resentment, long thrown behind head by me.

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