【Plum Blossom, Orchid, Chrysanthemum, and Bamboo in the Cool Autumn and Cold Winter】(06) Author: Little Chicken Soup

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-23

Author: Little Chicken Soup
Word Count: 5573

(VI)

Those were unbelievable days. A young woman moved in with you without asking any questions and even climbed into
your bed. It was probably the most popular plot in erotic novels, but unfortunately, I was not fortunate enough to enjoy it and did not feel excited.
Besides the fact that she was Xia Lan and Qiu Ju's sister, one of the reasons was that I really had no interest in Dong Zhu's type.

Of course, deep down, I also hoped to maintain some dignity in front of this girl who once had the opportunity to become my aunt.

"Dignity, do you have any?" That night, sitting in the living room, Dong Zhu said flippantly, "You can let a little
girl bully you to your head and not dare to utter a sound. You shouldn't have the right to talk about dignity."

The most hateful thing in the world is to rape someone and not even leave them any room for words, vowing to humiliate them until they are completely
humiliated.

"Hey, did I say something wrong? Anyone with a modicum of manhood wouldn't swallow this insult."

"Enough! A good man doesn't fight with a woman. Forget it, please let me go, okay?"

"That's hard. Didn't I say I wouldn't let you go until the day you die? Even if you die in front of me,
I'll still pee on your corpse!"

"Is there really such deep hatred? Didn't you say Qiuju's death wasn't because of me..."

However, even the most painful things eventually become a habit. I don't know if this is something to be happy about or sad about.
Before I knew it, Dongzhu had been living at my house for more than half a month. As a high school student, her school start time was
earlier than mine. Most of the time, she wasn't there when I woke up in the morning, and we only met in the evening.

I thought that having a girl at home would mean we could have a more normal dinner, but in fact, Dongzhu only cooked
one meal that day. Even on Saturdays and Sundays when she didn't have to go to school, she still habitually got up early, so I
basically never saw her sleeping. But I noticed she often had nightmares, sometimes waking up suddenly at three or four in the morning
.

At first, I thought she was troubled by Qiuju's situation, but one day Dongzhu told me that she
had been having nightmares since she was very young.

"Have you ever thought about why, like watching horror movies when you were little or something?" I asked curiously.
Dongzhu coldly replied, "What does that have to do with you?"

Showing concern for a girl like this was undoubtedly asking for trouble.

"This is this month's rent." After a month's rent, Dongzhu put the money on the desk. I don't consider myself generous,
but I couldn't very well ask for money from a minor, no matter how dissatisfied I was.

"Forget it, it's really nothing. Keep the money."

"Ha, is this generosity? My older sister is the wife of the vice chairman of a listed company, while you're just a penniless pauper who can't even support
yourself ."

Living in someone else's house and being so arrogant, I don't know if anyone else but Dongzhu could be found.

"Okay, I'll take the money and use it for everyone's dinner. Anyway, some girls don't cook
a meal for a whole month." I teased. Dongzhu casually said, "Wednesday."

"Wednesday?"

"Let's go out for dinner on Wednesday, at the Grand Hyatt Hotel."

"The Grand Hyatt Hotel? Are you planning to spend half a month's worth of food in one meal?" I retorted.

It turned out that Dongzhu wasn't planning to spend half a month's worth of food in one meal, but rather a month's worth.

"Two servings of bird's nest soup, Japanese three-head abalone, and ginseng chicken soup, plus two more servings of caviar cake and white
truffle ice cream."

As a famous hotel in the city, it was understandable that the prices were high, but spending
five thousand still required a certain amount of courage. This sixteen-year-old girl didn't hesitate at all, ordering only the finest
dishes.

"Hey, five thousand isn't enough, is it?" Seeing Dongzhu's extravagant ordering, I couldn't help but ask worriedly.
The girl raised her eyebrows and said, "Does a grown man have a problem treating a little girl to a meal?"

It was obvious that this was a young man and a grown woman.

"Sir, Madam, your dishes have all been served. How is the food?" Our generous ordering even
prompted the restaurant manager to come and greet us. Dongzhu smiled and said, "Everything is excellent. We'll be coming often."

A bead of sweat trickled down my face. Next time, please have your wealthy brother-in-law, the vice chairman of a listed company, accompany you.

An expensive dinner, of course, was satisfying. Seeing me muttering to myself as I ate, Dongzhu cut a piece of abalone
and scolded, "Don't be stingy when celebrating a girl's birthday."

"Birthday...?"

Dongzhu put the abalone in her mouth. "Last year, my second sister promised to take me here for my birthday,
but she stood me up."

"Dongzhu..."

"Don't you like it? Then give it to me." Dongzhu stretched out her fork and devoured my abalone.

After eating abalone, sea cucumber, shark fin, and fish maw, it's perfectly normal to do some exercise to digest such expensive foods. We
strolled slowly along the tree-lined path beside the hotel. I asked Dongzhu, "It's your birthday, why aren't you celebrating with your family?"

Dongzhu glanced at me, as always, unyielding: "What's it to you?"

Yes, it really had nothing to do with us. From the very beginning, we had no connection.

I shut my mouth, feeling bored, and we walked home in silence. It was ironic;
we ate a 7,000 yuan dinner, and ended up walking home to save on transportation costs.

"Phew, I'm so full. 7,000 yuan a meal really lives up to its name," I said, sitting on the sofa, clutching my stomach. Dongzhu
ignored me, showering and changing alone. By the time I finished showering, she was already in bed, curled up against the wall.

I glanced at the clock; it was almost 11. Even though we were complete strangers, saying "Happy Birthday" was basic etiquette, wasn't it?

I casually said, "Then happy birthday to you. You're a year older now; you should learn how to respect your elders."

Dongzhu didn't respond. I assumed it would be her usual arrogance, but instead, I saw her head bowed, her whole body trembling.

"Dongzhu...?"

After a while, she suddenly asked me quietly, "Do you know why I didn't go to my brother-in-law
's house with Mom and Dad?"

"I don't know..." I had asked her this question once before, and Dongzhu had brushed me off with "don't worry about it."
Now she gave the answer automatically: "Originally, when they first suggested it, I was planning to go with them. After all, Mom's mood
wasn't very good, and I wanted to spend more time with her, but..."

"But?"

Dongzhu suddenly changed the subject, giving another answer I had asked before but hadn't gotten to: "Since I
was little, I've often had the same nightmare. In the dream, there's a very spacious hall with many uncles, all
naked, surrounding a woman, constantly hitting and touching her."

At this point, Dongzhu's tone turned somber: "I always thought it was a dream, until the first time I went to
my brother-in-law's house, I realized that the hall was exactly the same as what I saw in my dream."

"This..."

"Maybe... it wasn't a dream..." In the girl's eyes, I saw a trembling like a frightened animal: "I'm afraid of
that place. I know you hate me, but can I stay?"

This was the first time Dongzhu had shown weakness in front of me, and I comforted her: "Yes... you can stay as long as you
want..."

"Thank you... Brother Cheng..."

After that, the girl didn't say anything more, just held me tightly as she slept. Having just turned seventeen,
Dongzhu had everything a woman should have. But holding her soft body in my arms didn't make the atmosphere romantic; instead, it brought an indescribable
melancholy.

What was going on? Xia Lan was a given, and even Qiuju only met Gao Fushuai in high school,
so how could Dongzhu have been to the Gao family when she was a child? Or was it just a little girl's wild imagination?

Dongzhu's sudden words were so cryptic that I even thought she was up to some trick again.

But I realized she had no need for that; she already had me completely under her thumb, and she'd been living
here for a month already. There was no need for her to create unnecessary trouble by saying something that would confuse me.

I was confused, but one thing was certain: Dongzhu would be staying here for a while,
and she might discover the truth about Qiuju's suicide. I had to eliminate any potential threats that could expose the truth.

In the morning, while Dongzhu was at school, I turned on my computer and listened to Qiuju's voice for the last time.

"Husband! You are my husband, Cheng Ren is Lu Qiuju's husband!"

I wiped away my tears and reluctantly deleted the file—the only voice Qiuju left in the world.

Then I took out the suicide note from the hidden compartment at the back of the bookshelf and read Yiren's handwriting again. Every word
contained Qiuju's emotions before her departure, and every sentence had brought me to tears countless times.

"You are the last person in this world I want to confide in..."

I took a breath and folded the letter. I never smoke, and I don't have a lighter at home, so I planned
to use the stove in the kitchen. Just then, the phone on my desk rang—a number I would never have expected.

It was Xia Lan!

"Why at a time like this?" I was at a loss, the phone feeling like a hot potato, almost slipping from my grasp
. In my panic, I accidentally answered.

"Hello, who...who is this?" I blurted out, knowing full well who it was. Xia Lan's voice was calm and
gentle just like it had been years ago: "It's been over a year since we last met. How have you been, Ah Ren..."

"Xiao Lan...is Mrs. Gao..." This was the first time in three and a half years that Xia Lan had called me Ah Ren.

"Will this disturb your work? If it's convenient, I'd like to see you..."

"Yes, yes..."

That morning, I skipped work and rushed to the place I was supposed to meet Xia Lan. In this situation,
it would be impossible to concentrate at work, so rather than cheat on my paycheck, I decided to take a day off legitimately.

"I'm sorry to call you on a day like this. Don't you have to work today?" Xia Lan was waiting for me at the outdoor tea table .
As the wife of the vice chairman of the listed company, she appeared elegant and poised, her aura even more beautiful than before, but she looked
noticeably haggard. It seemed she, too, couldn't forget the pain of losing her younger sister.

"I just happened to have a day off today, so I'm free," I casually replied. Xia Lan sighed, "You
're still as dishonest as ever."

Oh, she saw through me? No wonder she was my tutor from years ago.

"Actually, I called you today to thank you for taking care of Dongzhu these past few days. That girl has a rather strong personality;
even I, as her older sister, can't get her to behave." From Xia Lan's words, I knew that Dongzhu had been staying at my house.
She continued, "Yesterday was Dongzhu's birthday, and she didn't come home. My parents were very worried, so I took the liberty of calling
you. Did she cause you any trouble?"

Her polite words made me realize how far apart Xia Lan and I were; we were complete strangers.
The only thing holding

To avoid worrying Xia Lan, I tried my best to speak well of Dong Zhu: "No, Dong Zhu is a good girl.
Since she came, our house has become much more lively."

"That's good. I'm so sorry, all three of us sisters have been troubling you." Xia Lan bowed apologetically to me.
I shook my head and said, "You haven't troubled me at all; on the contrary, I owe your family a debt I can never repay."

"Do you still need to carry the burden of responsibility in front of me? I know better than anyone who killed Qiu Ju."

There was immense sorrow in Xia Lan's eyes. I think she regretted taking Gao Fushuai from Qiu Ju, which led to her younger sister's
suicide.

Sisters falling in love with the same man is always a tragedy.

Xia Lan and I didn't talk much. Things had developed to this point, and neither of us had anything to say. I
had no past with this woman I once deeply loved, and there would be no future.

"I'm sorry, then please take care of my sister. Goodbye." After saying this, Xia Lan bowed again to take her
leave. Just like that night a year ago, she didn't talk about her recent situation or inquire about my life,
as if had never had anything to do with me.

"This is good, this is good for everyone..." I sighed, watching that lonely figure. The peach blossoms
were still there, but the faces were different. Today, I no longer had love for Xia Lan; what I felt was a shared sorrow, a sense of kinship that came from everyone having lost someone very
important .

"Oh no!" After saying goodbye to Xia Lan, I realized something very important. I had just
received a phone call while intending to destroy Qiu Ju's suicide note, and in my panic, I had left the letter on my desk!

"What if Dong Zhu sees it? That would be terrible!" I rushed home, thankfully Dong Zhu was still
at school at that time, and Qiu Ju's letter was still in its place.

This kind of mistake cannot be made even once. The near-disaster made me even more determined to
handle properly. I looked at Qiu Ju's handwriting one last time, then heavily lit the stove and burned the letter.

"It's over. Qiuju has left nothing in my world anymore."

Watching the white letter turn to ashes, I sighed softly, the feeling indescribable. To forget someone who has passed away
for someone still alive, even someone I could never forget.

"Goodbye... Qiuju..."

I comforted Dongzhu, telling her not to live in Qiuju's shadow, but wasn't I the same? This past year, I hadn't even considered
finding a girlfriend again. Perhaps love had already left me long ago.

Saying goodbye to Xia Lan and dealing with Qiu Ju's belongings, I felt a profound sense of severing ties with the past.

Looking out at the azure sky, I wanted to breathe in some fresh air. I left my lodgings and
wandered . Many of the places were places I had walked with both girls, but stepping back, I was no longer
haunted by the past. It was as if every fragment of the past was enough to warm the rest of my life.

"Having had two relationships, Xia Lan and Qiu Ju, even if I never have another woman, I'll have no regrets in life, right?"

Seeing familiar memories filled me with peace. I strolled until dusk before slowly turning back.
On the way I stopped at a fast-food restaurant and ordered two takeout meals, thinking it wouldn't bother Dong Zhu, but it turned out she knew
more than I thought.

"I bought takeout, roasted chicken and grilled fish, you can choose either." I opened the door, the living room lights were on, and I
knew Dongzhu was back. Holding the lunchbox, I called out loudly. The girl stormed out of my room, furious,
and without a word , slapped me hard across the face.

"Smack!"

I didn't even have time to dodge, and the lunchbox fell to the ground. My cheek stung from the slap,
and I couldn't help but yell at the sudden violence, "What's wrong? What have I done to offend you?"

Dongzhu didn't answer, only staring intently at me. Looking closely, I saw tears welling up in her eyes, and my heart sank. I
dared not utter another sound. After a moment of confrontation, she reached out and demanded, "Where did you put that letter?"

My heart sank even further, as if I'd been struck hard on the forehead. A letter? Could it be Qiuju's letter? Dongzhu knew about
the suicide note?

I dared not admit it directly, and asked, "What...what letter did you say?"

"Still pretending? It's my second sister's suicide note, the last words left by my elder sister!" Dongzhu shouted excitedly
. I felt dizzy, realizing that the secret I thought I had hidden so well had been discovered by Dongzhu.

Now, there was no way to hide it anymore, and I really didn't want to tell that futile lie.
In my dazed state, I answered frankly, "I burned...I burned it..."

"I burned it! That was my second sister's last thing, how could you do this to her? I'll kill you, you man!"
Dongzhu lost control of her emotions, threw herself into my arms, and punched me wildly. I was in a mess and
didn't resist, I just stood there and accepted her beatings and curses, letting the girl vent her grief on me.

"Waaah...waaah...that's my second sister...second sister...second sister..."

"Dongzhu..."

Dongzhu cried and screamed, her voice gradually fading until she was completely silent. I calmly asked,
"How did you know? About the suicide note?"

Dongzhu raised her head, her pretty face streaked with tears, and said through gritted teeth, her voice stubborn, "
What could you possibly hide from me? This place isn't big, and there aren't many places to store things.
I found it when I first came, but I didn't say anything. When I moved in, I put a rag doll in front of the bookshelf. I knew you'd touched it
."

"I see. But what I'm asking is, how did you know Qiuju left a suicide note?" I continued to press.
Sadness appeared in Dongzhu's eyes, and she said sorrowfully, "Second sister told me."

"Qiuju told you?" I could hardly believe it. Dongzhu sadly recounted the pain of a year ago: "
When we received the news that second sister was going to commit suicide, we were all panicked. I kept calling second sister, but she never
answered. Later, she called me herself."

"Qiuju called you?"

Dongzhu's tears welled up again. "I was so surprised, thinking I could persuade my second sister, but by then her will
to die was already very firm. No matter how much I cried or begged, I couldn't change her mind. She
apologized to me, told me to take care of Mom and Dad, and mentioned you."

"Qiuju mentioned me?"

Dongzhu nodded. "My second sister said you were a good person and told me about the suicide note, saying that if you didn't
produce , she would tell everyone that everything had nothing to do with you."

"She? She really said that?" I gasped.

Dongzhu said softly, "My second sister has known you for so long and understands your personality very well. She doesn't want you to
bear the blame for her death. She said that in the whole world, she owes you the most."

"Qiuju..." Hearing this, tears streamed down my face.

All this year, I thought I had done my best to protect Qiuju, but I never imagined that in her final moments, she had also
tried to protect me.

(To be continued)

URL 1:https://www.sex3p.com/htmlBlog/177686.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=177686&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : 【Small Town Life】(Part Two) (01) Author: Ye Ziwu

Next Page : 【My Little Angel Girlfriend】(07) Author: ccc1999 (Fantasy)

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

【Plum Blossom, Orchid, Chrysanthemum, and Bamboo in the Cool Autumn and Cold Winter】(06) Author: Little Chicken Soup

comment Open a new window to view comments