Dad and sister

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That incident has always been buried deep in my heart, something I can't tell anyone. I don't know if anyone else in this world has had a similar experience. Posting it here is just a way to vent, and whether my friends on Tianya comment or not doesn't matter; just take a look. When my father's distant niece from the countryside came to our house, I was only in fourth grade (actually, I don't remember much from that time, but this incident has always lingered in my mind). She seemed to be around 20 years old then, younger than my mother, who was 36 at the time. I don't remember why she stayed at our house for so long; maybe she was studying, maybe she was looking for a job, but anyway, she entered our lives. She called my mother "Auntie," and my mother treated her very well, sometimes even buying her clothes. When she put on pretty clothes and wore a high ponytail, she looked quite good, after all, she was young. My mother was much prettier than her when she was young. My mother was a nurse, very busy with work, without fixed rest days, and often worked night shifts. When my older sister lived with me, she shared a room with me. One day, my mom was working the night shift, and after I finished my homework, my dad told me to go to bed early. I woke up from a nap and wanted to use the bathroom. I saw that my sister wasn't in bed, so I got up and went to the bathroom. The door was closed, but I could hear voices inside, like my dad's voice, and also like my sister's voice. At the time, I didn't think much of it; I was only ten years old then, how could I think of anything like that? I knocked on the door, and I could hear the sound of water inside, like someone was taking a shower, but no one answered. I knocked again and looked into the bedroom, but I didn't see my sister or dad. Then I heard my sister say, "I'm taking a shower." I told her I needed to pee. She said it would be over soon, and that I should go back to my room and get some sleep, and she would wake me up when I was done. I obediently went back to my room, but I couldn't sleep because I needed to pee, so I thought I'd wait outside the bathroom. I got up and headed towards the bathroom, wondering where my dad had gone so late, when suddenly I saw him come out of the bathroom. My dad was startled when he saw me, and my sister also came out of the bathroom, looking flustered and stammering. She told me to go to the bathroom quickly. I think my dad said something else, but I don't remember exactly. Anyway, it was an explanation for him and my sister coming out of the bathroom together, a trick to appease a child, and I actually believed it at the time. I didn't mention this to my mom afterwards because I don't usually talk to my parents much. Some time had passed since then. One very hot and humid noon, my mother was on the day shift, and my sister and I were taking a nap. Perhaps because I had afternoon classes, I wasn't sleeping deeply and suddenly woke up in the middle of the night. When I woke up, I found my sister wasn't beside me. I got up to try and open the bedroom door, but I couldn't; it seemed to be locked from the outside. I suddenly remembered what happened when I went to the bathroom last time. There were two small square holes in the wall between my bedroom and the living room (I still don't know what those square holes were for in the design of houses back then). I tried to stand on the edge of the bed and look out through those square holes, but the holes were too small, and I wasn't tall enough. I sensed someone in the living room and wanted to see who it was. I grabbed a small mirror, held it up through the square hole, and slowly adjusted the angle. My heart started racing. I saw it! I saw Dad and my sister hugging, their faces very close, kissing like celebrities on TV. I felt my whole body go weak, and my heart was pounding. I sat on the bed and rested for a while. Of course, I couldn't understand how Mom felt, but I knew Dad's actions were wrong. Did Dad no longer love Mom? Had Dad fallen for my sister? Dad doesn't want Mom and me anymore. My heart is so heavy; I still can't believe it's true. I checked myself in the mirror again and listened intently. I heard them whispering something, sounding quite happy. Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. In my young mind, this only meant that Dad no longer loved Mom and me. I started to hate my sister. I pounded on the door, crying and shouting, "Dad, open the door! Why did you lock me? What are you doing? Why did you lock me?" I screamed and cried like a madman. I don't know if they panicked at that moment, because I couldn't think of anything else. Dad called my nickname and apologized, saying he accidentally locked the door. He opened the door... I glanced around the living room. The lights were off; it was dark (our living room doesn't get much natural light). My sister was standing by the dining table, pretending to read a book. It was ridiculous, wasn't it? In such poor lighting, how could she even see the words? Especially standing there, so far from the book. Dad saw me glaring at my sister and said, "I was discussing something with your sister." I yelled at him, "I saw everything! I hate you both!" Then I stormed out. Dad chased after me and grabbed me, saying, "Sweetie, don't cry. Here, Dad will give you some money to buy some candy." I said, "No, no." He said, "Promise Dad you won't tell Mom. Dad knows he was wrong. Please forgive Dad." I coldly told him, "I won't. Mom will be sad if she finds out." Dad looked very embarrassed.

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