National Day, I went home, and Chloe took over my room. My mom said, “Guests are guests,” and asked me to sleep on the balcony. But when the family went to the zoo, Chloe pushed me into the python enclosure. I was partially swallowed by a python. I was rescued but ended up paralyzed from the waist down, confined to a wheelchair. Chloe showed no remorse; instead, she blamed me for being careless and falling in. Feeling depressed, I fell down the stairs and died. Chloe inherited my family’s property and even praised my death. It turned out she had poured canola oil on the stairs, intending to kill me all along. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I returned home for National Day. The clock on the wall showed the date, and I realized I had been reborn. “Adeline, go wake up your cousin,” my mom urged me. It was the National Day seven-day holiday, with many college students taking the high-speed train back home. I had bought a ticket early to celebrate with my family. Last time, I told my mom in advance to help me change the sheets. She agreed, but when I got home, I found Chloe, Daphne, sleeping in my room. Chloe used my cup and toothbrush, and even wrote on my certificates of merit from my childhood. I angrily told her to get out, but she called me petty. “It’s just a broken cup and some old certificates. I have those too, and they’re worthless at home. If you’re that upset, I’ll just print you some new ones. Why make a fuss?” “So noisy!” Those certificates were proof of my hard work from elementary through high school, not just wastepaper. But her dismissive tone made it seem like she had more right to be angry than I did. My mom, stirring up trouble, said Chloe rarely visited, so I should be hospitable and let her draw on more of my certificates. “Adeline, I’ve been wanting to throw these away. If you want to deal with them, go ahead and do it.” Laughing, she pulled me out of the room, made a makeshift bed with a cardboard on the balcony, and told me to manage for a few days. “It’s not cold yet. You can manage until Daphne leaves and you can return to your room.” “You won’t suffer much.” This cousin of mine, Chloe, was spoiled, always acting like a princess and playing the victim. I couldn’t stand her. Having to sleep on the cold floor for her made me even more upset. But I didn’t expect this National Day to be the start of my nightmare. I sat up from the floor, taking in this unusual morning. After speaking, my mom went to the kitchen, happily making Chloe’s favorite food while Chloe lounged in my room. Seeing me not up yet, my mom urged me to hurry before the food got cold. “So annoying! Why get up so early? Skipping a meal won’t kill you!” Chloe, unhappy, threw a ceramic doll from my bedside at my feet. My mom didn’t scold her; she just smiled and patted her head. “Daphne, sweetie, Auntie made your favorite smoked pork sticky rice. You’ll love it!” Chloe glared at me, telling me to clean up the doll pieces, or they’d hurt her feet later. Humming, she washed up at the sink. When I looked, she’d already opened all my brand-new skincare products, squeezing out half and leaving them on the sink. “Why are you looking? You dare keep such cheap stuff?” “I thought it was some imported good, but I had to wash my face again after using it.” She took out samples from her bag, each costing thousands, flaunting them at me. “Stop using those bad things that ruin your face. Use mine.” “But you’re so ugly, it doesn’t matter what you use.” Chapter 2 In my past life, I broke down crying from all the grievances. Even though I tolerated her, she kept targeting me. Looking at her now, I smiled and slapped her hard. “Oh, your precious face still swells with five finger marks from my slap.” I used all my strength, and Daphne fell to the ground. The sink’s bottles and containers fell, hitting her face and body. Her face swelled with blood vessels popping, looking hideous. “You hit me? How dare you?” She held her face, stunned. I sneered. “You sleep in my bed, use my stuff, and talk without a filter. I could spare you, but remember, I’m not a pushover!” My mom rushed over, helping Daphne up, scolding me for hitting my cousin. In my past life, she always manipulated me like this. “Be nice to your sister. Be more cultured. She’s family, how much harm can it do?” When I became disabled, she didn’t even say a harsh word. “Riches are fate, life and death are destiny.” “It was meant to be. Don’t blame others.” With one dismissive sentence, she excused all of Daphne’s wrongdoings. This time, I won’t be so foolish. Coldly, I responded. “Are you deaf or blind? Didn’t you see her messing with my skincare products?” “I saved those for my teacher. If her actions affect my graduate school recommendation, I won’t let her off!” My mom realized this could impact my recommendation and went silent. Daphne, furious, pointed at me. “Kick her out, Auntie! Slap her and make her leave!” I crossed my arms and pinched her chin hard. “This is my house; if anyone leaves, it’s you! Did the mountain confuse you about who’s the host?” My mom brought ice to soothe her face, coaxing. “Daphne, sweetie, your cousin is stressed about her recommendation, acting crazy. Let’s not stoop to her level.” Since that slap, Daphne nagged me daily, and out of guilt, my mom gave her thousands in red envelopes. She took her to local restaurants for authentic cuisine. Daphne flaunted the gifts at me. “What do you think? You don’t have them, right?” “Auntie said I’m pretty and sensible, deserving new clothes. You, the useless kid, get the old ones.” She then showed the zoo tickets featuring a golden python. Her eyes narrowed meaningfully. “Let’s visit the zoo tomorrow. They say there’s a golden python there.” Having lived through this before, I knew her plan. I was ready this time. Due to the National Day holiday, the zoo was packed. The zoo’s main attraction was the “Golden Python Mountain.” The mountain housed over 20 golden pythons, each seven to eight meters long and 20-30 centimeters wide. Each ate at least 20 pounds of meat daily. They’re known for their gentle nature, so the zoo hired handlers, creating feeding and photo zones. Brave visitors could feed them and take photos with the 100-pound pythons wrapped around them. In my past life, Daphne pushed me into the python pool during a photo session. The startled pythons swarmed and attacked me, leaving me disabled. Daphne bought several pounds of raw meat and two golden python hairbands, sticking one on my head. “Adeline, let’s queue for a photo session. It’s cool to take photos with these pythons.” Chapter 3 She even dragged my mom along. But my mom, afraid of such things, quickly refused. “No, Daphne, Auntie really can’t handle this.” “If you don’t come with me, no one will,” Daphne pouted, playing cute. Of course, my mom pushed me to her side, patting my back. “Let your sister accompany you. She has experience taking pictures with pythons.” I shrugged, feigning fear. “No, I’m scared now.” “It’s okay, sister, I can protect you.” Daphne had no intention of protecting me; she just wanted to repeat her trick. We queued for half an hour before it was our turn for photos. In the large python pool, dozens of golden pythons writhed, resembling a giant multi-headed monster. The python handler placed a small python’s tail on Daphne’s lap, letting her hold a chicken leg near its mouth for a photo. Then it was my turn. As the handler brought the python for my photo, Daphne suggested loudly, “Brother, my sister wants a big one.” The handler searched for a large one, warning us not to step forward and disturb the pythons. Daphne agreed but subtly moved behind me, whispering. “Sister, are you really afraid of pythons now, or are you lying?” I looked at her coldly. “What are you implying?” Daphne shook her head innocently, smirking. “Nothing, just curious. You took photos with pythons as a kid, why the sudden fear?” I replied calmly. “People change as they grow.” “You were kind and gentle as a baby. How did you grow into a villain?” Daphne agreed verbally but quietly moved behind me. She spoke softly. “Sis, are you really afraid of pythons now? Or are you just joking?” I shot her a cold glance. “What’s your point?” Daphne shook her head innocently, a playful smile on her lips. “Oh, nothing. Just curious. You used to have photos taken with all sorts of pythons as a kid. How come you’re suddenly scared now?” I replied calmly, “People change as they grow up.” “You were kind and gentle when you were little. How did you become so nasty?” Her smile vanished instantly. She stared at me like an enemy, gritting her teeth. “Since you put it that way, I’ll show you what being nasty really means.” “You slapped my face! Just drop dead already!” Suddenly, she pushed me hard from behind, trying to shove me into the Python Pool. But I was prepared. I hooked her wrist with my fingers and yanked her down beneath me. We both fell into the Python Pool, with me on top. The pythons, startled, made low hissing noises and slithered towards us. I grabbed Daphne by the throat, propping myself up with one arm, and looked at her coldly. “I heard that because there are so many visitors, the zoo didn’t feed them yesterday so everyone could enjoy feeding the pythons.” “These cute snakes must be starving now.” “What… what are you going to do? You evil woman!” Realizing something was wrong, Daphne’s face turned fearful. She tried to push me off and get up. In the next second, I slammed my elbow hard into her arm joints. With two snaps, both her arms dislocated, and she couldn’t get up anymore. “You wicked woman! You dog! Are you trying to kill me? Shameless woman!” Daphne cursed me furiously, but I ignored her. I got out of the Python Pool before the pythons could reach us. “Ah! Someone save me! Help!” Just as she finished yelling, a python opened its mouth wide, drooling, and wrapped its thick body tightly around her. She couldn’t make another sound. ### Chapter 4 The incident caught everyone off guard, plunging the entire zoo into chaos. Many people pulled out their phones to record the scene. My mom was frantic, desperate to rush in and save Chloe herself. Unfortunately, the staff who had come to assist stopped her.
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