In my previous life, my stepmother secretly changed my college application, sending me to a low-ranking community college. In my previous life, I sold the copyright of my novel for five million dollars, but my stepsister falsely accused me of plagiarism. In my previous life, my stepsister killed me and inherited my property without consequences. But now, I’ve been reborn, and I’m going to make my stepmother and stepsister pay… I was pushed off the roof by my sister Sophia. It was the 28th floor, and I died instantly. After my death, I became a wandering spirit, unsure where to go. I stood among the crowd, watching my lifeless body within the police cordon, listening to the murmurs around me. “I heard it was the daughter from the sixth floor. She just started college, so young and yet she decided to end it all.” “Which one from the sixth floor? Don’t they have two daughters?” “It’s the older one. I just saw the younger one a moment ago.” Soon after, my mom came down, with Sophia close behind. As soon as my mom arrived, she collapsed on the ground, wailing loudly. Sophia covered her face, sobbing quietly. I walked over, wanting to comfort my mom, to tell her I didn’t commit suicide. But I couldn’t. I was just a spirit now. My mom, Olivia, started crying out, “Emma, why did you do this? What could have been so bad that you couldn’t talk to me about it? Why did you jump? How am I going to explain this to your father?” People around her tried to help her up, consoling her. But as I stood in front of her, I could clearly see that there wasn’t a single tear on her face. I couldn’t bear to watch anymore. I turned and went back upstairs. Looking at the familiar surroundings of our home, I desperately tried to recall my memories of living here, but I couldn’t find a single happy memory. I returned to my room, curled up in the corner. I was dead now, and I didn’t know what would happen to me next. Would the grim reaper come for me? Or would I be reincarnated directly? Or would I just remain like this, a wandering spirit in the human world? The despair of death and the fear of the unknown, coupled with a sense of loneliness, all crashed over me at once. I don’t know how much time passed, but I heard the sound of the front door opening. I went out to see my mom and sister returning. As soon as they entered, Sophia collapsed on the floor. “Mom, I’m scared.” My mom rushed to help her up. “What happened? Don’t be afraid, Sophia. Tell mom, and I’ll help you solve it.” “Mom, I killed someone. I pushed Emma off the roof.” Olivia’s eyes widened in horror. She quickly covered Sophia’s mouth and pulled her into the bedroom. “What happened? Sophia, how could you do such a thing?” Sophia briefly explained what had happened. “I didn’t mean to, Mom. I didn’t mean to kill her. I just wanted to scare her.” “What are we going to do? Will the police come for me?” “Don’t worry, Sophia. Don’t be afraid. As long as I’m here, I won’t let anything happen to you.” “What about Dad? He only has one daughter.” My mind went blank. What did Sophia just say? Dad only has one daughter? How could that be? Then I heard Olivia continue, “When your dad married me, he promised that as long as I treated Emma well, he would treat you like his own daughter.” “All these years, I’ve been pretending in front of your dad, and he’s always been good to you. He won’t suspect you.” “It’s good that little bitch is dead, just like her mother who died early. Now there won’t be anyone in our way anymore, and all her property will be ours.” These words hit me like a thunderbolt. Hearing this, what else was there not to understand? Olivia was not my real mother, and Sophia was not my real sister. No wonder they had always treated me poorly. No wonder Olivia always favored Sophia. No wonder Sophia didn’t share my dad’s surname. Just as I was thinking this, my dad came home. My dad was a long-haul truck driver, usually very busy with work and often not at home. As soon as my dad entered, Olivia went to greet him, putting on an act and starting to cry. “Jack, you’re finally back. What are we going to do? How could Emma think of ending her life like this?” After I had the accident, they had called my dad, and he had rushed back from out of town. He pulled his hand away and walked into my room without a word. I followed him in, watching as my dad locked the door, picked up the doll by my pillow, and sat on the edge of my bed. He just sat there, and soon tears were streaming down his face. He took a photo out of his wallet. I leaned in closer and saw that the woman in the photo looked a lot like me. I knew that must be my birth mother. My dad looked at the photo, repeating over and over, “Xiao Yun, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault.”
My dad sat in my room all night, and I sat beside him, listening all night. He said so much to the photo. This was the first time I had heard my dad talk so much. He talked about how he met my birth mother, how they fell in love. He talked about how she insisted on giving birth to me despite the doctors’ and everyone else’s objections. He talked about how when I was little, I always pestered him for a mother, which was why he married Olivia. He said I looked a lot like her, talked about how much he missed her, and about how much he had failed me all these years. It was as if all these words were meant for me to hear, answering all my questions. By daybreak, I saw that my dad’s hair had turned noticeably grayer overnight. Suddenly, I lost consciousness, and when I woke up, I was in the afterlife. I heard someone say, “Number 7628, it’s time for your reincarnation.” But I didn’t want to be reincarnated. I didn’t speak, just lowered my head and cried, from silent tears to loud sobs. My crying angered the judge of the afterlife, who punished me by sending me to copy scriptures. Looking at the pen and ink on the table, I chose to compromise. I copied the scriptures day and night, channeling my hatred, sorrow, and resentment, along with my curses for Olivia and Sophia, into the energy I poured into the scriptures. I don’t know how long I copied for, until my strength was exhausted and my spirit began to dissipate… I heard someone calling my name. I fought against the drowsiness and struggled to open my eyes. Suddenly, I was startled. Where was I? Wasn’t I copying scriptures? How did I end up in my room? I sat up abruptly, looking around. I gradually realized that I had been reborn. I picked up my phone and turned on the screen. I had actually gone back to a year ago. I quickly got out of bed, wanting to open the door, but found it locked. I remembered now. Today was the day I was supposed to submit my college applications. In my previous life, the door suddenly wouldn’t open, so Olivia and Sophia went to school to submit my applications for me. They had deliberately locked me in the house, then took the application forms I had filled out in advance and went to school to submit them for me. What I didn’t expect was that they had actually changed my applications. In the end, with scores that could have gotten me into a top university, I ended up at the same third-rate college as my sister. I still remember in my previous life, when I got my acceptance letter, I asked Olivia why this college had admitted me. “Oh, how did this happen? I must have mixed up the application forms and used your sister’s by mistake. Mom didn’t mean to, you won’t blame mom, right?” In my previous life, I was so naive that I comforted myself, making excuses for her in my mind. Now I realize how stupid I was back then. In my previous life, it wasn’t until just before I died that I learned from Sophia’s own mouth that Olivia and Sophia had deliberately changed my applications. This time, knowing everything, I absolutely won’t fall into the same trap again. Outside the door, Olivia was calling my name. “Emma, why won’t this door open? We need to go to school soon to submit your applications.” I played along, pretending to be very anxious. “I don’t know either, the door just suddenly won’t open. What should we do?” “How about this, Emma, give me your application forms, and I’ll go submit them for you.” “Okay, I guess that’s the only way. Please make sure you don’t fill them out wrong.” “Don’t worry, your sister will be there to help too.”
After they left, I went back to bed to catch up on sleep. There were three days for submitting applications, and it wasn’t necessary to go to school to do it. But obviously, Olivia and Sophia didn’t know this, otherwise they wouldn’t have let me out the next day in my previous life to go work at my uncle’s supermarket. I have an uncle who owns a supermarket. He and his family have always been good to me. His name is Mike, and I guess he must be my real uncle. Since I was little, Olivia often sent me to stay with Uncle Mike. Later, when I started middle school, I would help out at Uncle Mike’s supermarket every weekend. But Uncle Mike never really made me do any work. Usually, I just did my homework there and tutored his daughter, Chloe. It wasn’t until one time when I discovered that Olivia had been asking Uncle Mike for my wages that I had an argument with her about it. That was also the first time I had ever argued with Olivia. I confronted her, asking why she was asking Uncle Mike for money. When it came to money, she didn’t even bother to pretend anymore. “You’re working at your uncle’s place, what’s wrong with me asking for some money?” “But Uncle Mike never made me do any work. They even give me pocket money.” Olivia acted like it was perfectly normal. “I sent you there to work. If he doesn’t make you work, that’s his business, but your wages should come to me, every cent of it.” I was heartbroken by her words. “What about Sophia? Why do you never send her to work at Uncle Mike’s?” Seeing that I was getting emotional, she started to explain in a conciliatory tone. “Your sister isn’t in good health, she can’t do heavy work. Besides, Sophia isn’t as good at studying as you are, she needs to take extra classes, so she doesn’t have time to go.” In my previous life, I always thought it was because Sophia was more likable, which was why mom favored her. I tried hard to make mom approve of me. Now I realize how ridiculous I was back then. … The door to my room wasn’t opened until the next day. During this time, I hadn’t eaten a single meal. Early the next morning, I went to Uncle Mike’s without even eating breakfast. As a result, I fainted at Uncle Mike’s doorstep due to low blood sugar. When I woke up, the first thing I saw was the worried expressions on Uncle Mike and Aunt Linda’s faces. Suddenly, a wave of emotion washed over me, and tears started streaming down my face. Seeing me cry, they both panicked, not knowing what to do. “What’s wrong, Emma? Where does it hurt? Tell Aunt Linda.” She reached out to feel my forehead. “Does your head hurt?” I held onto Aunt Linda’s hand. “Uncle Mike, Aunt Linda, don’t worry. I’m not feeling unwell. I just missed you both.” I told them that I knew Olivia was my stepmother, and also told them about how badly my stepmother had treated me all these years. When I was very young, Olivia started making me wash clothes and cook. Whenever my dad wasn’t home, I was basically responsible for all the housework. Even in the cold winter, she wouldn’t let me use hot water to wash clothes or dishes. I had asked before why I had to do all these things while Sophia didn’t have to do anything. Olivia always brushed me off with excuses like “the older sister should look after the younger sister.” After hearing this, Uncle Mike was so angry he wanted to confront Olivia and Sophia right away, but Aunt Linda and I stopped him. Then they revealed the truth to me. “Your mother’s name was Lily. She and your dad were very much in love.” “When your mom was pregnant with you, she was diagnosed with a tumor. The doctors advised her to terminate the pregnancy, but your mom insisted on giving birth to you. Shortly after you were born, she passed away.” “Later, it was your dad who asked us to keep this from you. He said he hoped you could grow up healthy and happy like other children. Who would have thought Olivia would turn out to be such a cruel person.” After learning all this, I told them about the college application issue. “Uncle Mike, I need your help with something urgent now. I’ll deal with Olivia’s matters myself later.” I asked Uncle Mike to bring his computer, and I started filling out my college applications. When Uncle Mike saw the schools Olivia had applied to for me, he was both furious and filled with self-blame. After changing my applications, I also bought a few hidden cameras online, planning to place them around the house. So, under the guise of a part-time job, I stayed at Uncle Mike’s house. During this time, I went home twice to get clothes. This summer vacation was the happiest I had experienced in many years. At Uncle Mike’s house, I didn’t have to do any chores. I only needed to tutor Chloe a bit. Chloe was in her junior year of high school, and her studies were quite good, so tutoring her was particularly easy. Uncle Mike even bought me a computer so I could continue writing my novel.
I have a hobby of writing novels, which also earns me some pocket money. In my previous life, my novel caught the attention of a film production company during my freshman year of college. They bought the copyright to my novel. It suddenly gave me a windfall of five million dollars, and it was precisely this money that ultimately led to my demise. When I received this money, I excitedly told Olivia about it. However, when Sophia found out, she started accusing me of plagiarism, spreading rumors around the school that she had written the novel. At that time, I didn’t know how to explain. Although I could provide evidence, I kept quiet out of consideration for Sophia being my sister. Until that day at home, I asked Sophia to meet me on the rooftop to clear up the misunderstanding, but Sophia’s attitude was very poor. As we talked, an argument broke out, and in the end, she accidentally pushed me off. Although Sophia didn’t intentionally push me in my previous life, I won’t let her off easily this time. … That day, when the admission results were posted on various school websites, Olivia surprisingly called me, asking which school I had been admitted to. To avoid raising suspicion, I pretended to be sad and told her that I had been admitted to the same school as Sophia. I even thoughtfully provided an excuse for Olivia, “Did you perhaps mix up the application forms when you were filling them out?” After I said this, there was a two-second pause on the other end. Then, pretending as if she had just realized, Olivia said regretfully, “Oh no, I must have filled it out wrong by mistake.” “Well, there’s no way to change it now. We’ll just have to accept it. Don’t blame yourself, I don’t hold it against you.” After hanging up the phone, I checked the surveillance cameras at home and saw this conversation: Sophia asked eagerly, “Mom, how did it go? Which school did that little bitch get into?” “Little bitch” – that’s what Olivia and Sophia called me in private. Olivia burst out laughing, “That idiot actually thinks I made a mistake filling out her application. She even said she doesn’t blame me. It’s hilarious how stupid she is.” “She got into the same school as you. If I had known she’d be this easy to fool, I would have just put down a community college for that little bitch.” The mother and daughter laughed happily, using every vile word they could think of to curse me. I closed the video, saved the recording, and continued writing my novel. The acceptance letters were sent to the school. My letter arrived a few days before Sophia’s, so they didn’t find out. The day I got my acceptance letter, Uncle Mike’s family took me out to celebrate. Uncle Mike even allowed me to have some alcohol. Maybe it was because of the alcohol, but I became emotional and felt like crying again. I felt that this time, I had finally gotten into the university I wanted. I asked Uncle Mike to take me to my mom’s grave. Looking at the smiling woman in the photo on the tombstone, she seemed as gentle as a spring breeze and as warm as the sun. I imagined my mom must have been a very gentle person. She must have loved me very much. If she were still alive, I would surely be the happiest child in the world. I placed flowers in front of the grave. “Mom, it’s been a long time. I’ve come to see you. I’m sorry I forgot about you all these years and called someone else ‘mom’ for over a decade.” “Uncle Mike says you were a wonderful person. You were so good, you surely won’t be angry with me, right?” I wiped the tears from my face and took out my acceptance letter. “Mom, I got into a really good university. I wish you were still here. I heard my school is very big and beautiful. I really wish I could take you and dad to see it.” “Dad and I both misjudged people before, but we won’t anymore. I promise I’ll live a good life from now on. I won’t let your sacrifice in giving birth to me be in vain.”
Summer vacation ended quickly. My university was in Beijing, while Sophia’s low-ranking college was in our hometown. Our school started earlier, so I packed up and went to register at the university early. When Sophia sent me a message asking when I was leaving, I was already lying on my bed in the dorm at A University. I ignored her message and continued chatting with my roommates. All four people in the dorm were easy to get along with. I thought about my roommates from my previous life – they smoked, drank, fought, cheated on exams, loved to gossip behind others’ backs, and created eight group chats for six people, never inviting me to any of them. Back then, I thought I couldn’t fit into that dorm because of me. Now I understand that circle wasn’t suitable for me. We were just different types of people. Sophia sent me many messages, but I didn’t reply to any of them. Half an hour later, Olivia called. I went to the balcony to answer the call. Her tone had barely contained irritation. “Emma, where are you? Why aren’t you replying to your sister’s messages?” “I was just chatting with my roommates and didn’t notice.” “Roommates? Which building is your dorm in? Your dad is here too. Come out, let’s have a family dinner together.” “You know, your dad was originally planning to send you two together. Your sister wanted to come to school with you. Why did you leave without a word and have your uncle send you instead?” As she spoke more and more enthusiastically, I interrupted her, “I’m in Beijing. I can’t have dinner with you.” There was a pause on the other end, then disbelief, “Beijing? Why are you in Beijing? Are you not going to school?” “No, I’m not. Uncle Mike found me a job in Beijing. Room and board provided, 3,500 a month.” That evening, I received a call from my dad. He sounded upset. “Emma, is it true what your mom said about you not going to university?” I knew my dad would definitely call to ask about this, so I had prepared what to say in advance. “Dad, it’s not that I’m not going to school. But what I’m about to tell you, I hope you can keep it a secret and not tell anyone.” “Then what’s the real reason? Tell me, I promise I’ll keep it secret.” “On the day of submitting applications, mom went to help me fill them out. The next day when I logged into the system to check, I found out mom had accidentally filled in Sophia’s choices for me.” “Luckily I changed it back in time. Mom feels very guilty about this, so I want to give her a surprise. Please don’t tell her or Sophia for now.” I sent my dad my acceptance letter and photos of me with Uncle Mike’s family at the school gate. This finally convinced him. “Alright, I’ve neglected you kids a lot these past few years because of work. It’s thanks to your mom that she’s been taking care of the family all this time.” “I’ll do as you say and keep it a secret. Beijing is expensive, so I’ll give you more money each month from now on.” I felt that my dad still had some suspicions about Olivia. All these years, he had kept control of the family finances. My dad transferred our living expenses and tuition directly to Sophia and me, so Olivia never had a chance to interfere with that. But she took all the money I earned working at Uncle Mike’s to buy things for Sophia. For this summer’s wages, I still had Uncle Mike give it all to Olivia, and when transferring the money, he noted “Emma’s wages.” Olivia used this money to buy Sophia a new phone. I saw all of this in the surveillance videos. The reason I didn’t tell my dad the truth was that I wanted to gather more evidence. I wanted to make sure Olivia and Sophia had no chance of turning things around. And right now, the most important thing for me was to live my own life well. After military training ended, I began my busy college life. My roommates and I joined the student union together. We actively participated in various competitions at school, studied hard, and I still kept up with writing my novel every day. Because I had written the novel in my previous life, it was going very smoothly this time. I even improved the plot. So my monthly income was more than before. Everything seemed to be telling me that my life was heading in a good direction… I followed the confession wall of Sophia’s school. Sophia was very pretty, with an innocent look. So there were often people confessing to her on the wall. She was also very good at presenting herself as peaceful and aloof in front of others, so she was popular with the opposite sex. In my previous life, she was already famous at school, and it was the same in this life. But I knew some of her little secrets, which I had discovered by chance in my previous life.
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