Newlywed Mother and Son (Part 1) (Simplified Chinese)

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Newlywed Mother and Son (1)

"Hi! Arui, although this is our first meeting, I'm your older sister."

The woman standing in front of me was about 38 years old, exuding the full charm of a mature woman. She was dressed in a noble and

fashionable outfit, with a head of bright, curly long hair. She was definitely a beautiful woman who made people nervous. But I

only had a lot of questions...

I pondered to myself with my excellent math skills. My father is 46 this year, my mother is 44, and I have an

older sister who is almost 38 years old? What... what is going on?

I am a high school student. This year, the summer vacation will be over after the first semester ends. I am currently

preparing for the final exams.

Ayang from the next class is always daydreaming about having a summer vacation. I don't have that kind of leisure.

The academic pressure of the A-level class does not allow me to relax at all. In addition, the reputation of being a model student for two consecutive years makes

this summer seem even hotter.

After a month of grueling studying, I finally finished my last exam. I felt like a deflated balloon. I didn't

know to say I'd finally let go of a weight or just that I'd made it through this ordeal. Leaning against the second-floor balcony,

my mood was as clear as the sun breaking through the clouds.

(Ah… that cloud looks just like a popsicle.)

Right, I should buy myself a popsicle to treat myself. At least I tried my best on the exam.

(Hehe… this time I looked like a rabbit… no, a dog.)

Watching the ever-changing clouds, I couldn't help but start looking forward to summer vacation. But when I tried to make plans, I couldn't come up

with any good ones… Sigh… I'm really only good at studying. From childhood to adulthood, I've always maintained

the image . My parents also expect me to be at the top of my class. Although I'm their only child, I'm not automatically

considered a treasure.

Perhaps it's because both my parents are teachers, and I naturally have to bear the burden

of .

Actually, I quite envy Ayang.

(Speak of the devil and he appears...)

"Arui, you handed in your paper so quickly! You truly deserve to be called the school's model student." Ayang

approached me with his usual cheerful smile.

"I just came out too."

"Uh... why are you so listless?"

Ayang seemed to notice the fatigue on my face, so he changed the subject:

"So? What are your plans for summer vacation?"

"..."

Ayang exaggeratedly made a surprised expression:

"No way? You don't mean to stay at home all summer studying and then resignedly finish your summer homework,

do you?"

"What's wrong with that?"

"Good heavens! Did you burn yourself out from studying? Come... come... Uncle Ayang will take a look."

He said, placing his hand on my forehead.

"Hmm... strange, I don't have a fever..."

I dismissively brushed his hand away.

"You're crazy."

He put on his signature cheerful smile again, but this made a thought flash through my mind.

"Hey, you're smiling so sweetly, do you know that if you fail three subjects, you have to come back to school for remedial classes and

retake the exams during the summer vacation?"

Hehe... This trick must have scared him, look at his pale face.

"Ah... Really? I'm doomed... Sigh... Why didn't you say so sooner... Now... Sigh... It might

not just be three subjects... I'm doomed, I'm doomed..."

He suddenly became as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, with an exaggerated expression on his face, and I

laughed gleefully from the side.

"Ding... Ding... Ding..."

The bell rang, and I had no intention of continuing the prank. I left the grieving Ayang behind, walked back to the classroom, picked up

my schoolbag , and knew I had to start seriously thinking about how to spend a different summer vacation. As fate

would have it, something unexpected happened.

Just moments ago the sky was clear and blue, but now a torrential downpour has begun. I was the

unluckiest . Those damned potholes had soaked my uniform to the bone, leaving not a single dry spot. To make matters worse,

the car that ran over it was the worst. For a moment, I didn't know whether to keep running to escape the huge raindrops or just let myself get soaked

.

Finally, I took shelter under an arcade, nonchalantly examining my disheveled state.

(Ugh… Mom will definitely yell at me to death if I go home like this.)

That would be terrifying. Although Mom never physically punishes me, her authoritarian style of discipline is quite unbearable

.

(But… what if the neighboring classmates see me like this? My image as a model student will be ruined

!)

That's even more unbearable. I had to think of a way to get out of this mess.

The raindrops dripping from my body quickly soaked the floor beneath my feet. As it slowly got dark, the rain

finally subsided after a while. I found a piece of cardboard, put it on my head, and slowly walked home. This was a good idea; at least I

could cover my face when I ran into acquaintances. The cardboard prevented rain from dripping directly onto me. At my current pace,

it would take at least ten more minutes to get home, so my clothes would dry a bit and I wouldn't get a terrible scolding.

Just as I was feeling smug about my model student thinking, I quickly crossed the last alleyway. Home

wasn't far away, and a luxury car in front of the door caught my attention.

(Wait! Isn't that the car that splashed all over me earlier?)

I scrutinized the unfamiliar black car until it was close enough…

(Yes, that wretched car.)

I couldn't help but feel lucky that I'd finally caught it…

(Could it be… that its owner lives in my house?)

I casually tossed the cardboard aside and tiptoed to the entrance. Through the doors and windows, I could vaguely see figures

moving about . I was too unsure, so I gently opened the door. I had to find out who it was;

I couldn't be rude if it was one of my parents' VIPs.

Feeling like a thief in my own home was both funny and absurd. Luckily, my dad's potted plant next to the shoe cabinet was enough

for me to hide and avoid being discovered, allowing me to clearly see the person's back.

(It was a woman...)

It was a stranger's back. My parents' friends rarely visit, let alone relatives, so I was suspicious.

Staring at a pair of maroon high heels next to the shoe cabinet, I was even more certain that this beautiful guest was someone who had never visited our home before

.

(What were she and my parents talking about?)

I probably shouldn't be curious; my parents' friends were mostly teachers and professors, and their conversations

revolved around school. Faced with this familiar yet commonplace scene, all my previous curiosity

vanished. I dejectedly and slowly took off my soaking wet sneakers. As I entered the living room, I overheard their last

conversation:

"Alright! Mr. and Mrs. Zhong, I promise I won't say anything for now, but will you agree to the suggestion I

just made..."

My appearance immediately interrupted them. My parents' faces stiffened unusually, and the unfamiliar woman also

noticed something amiss and turned to look in our direction...

"Mom and Dad, I'm back."

My parents paused for a moment before they came to their senses: "Ah...Ah Rui, you're back!"

I nodded guiltily, bracing myself for a scolding, but my gaze involuntarily lingered

on . She looked unexpectedly familiar, her face radiating an indescribable glow, a gentle

expression that deeply moved me.

"Ah...Ah Rui, go upstairs and change your wet clothes first. Mom will introduce you to the guests later,

hurry...hurry up."

My mother's voice held an unusual tension. She turned to the woman and said,

"You...don't worry, I'll do as you say!"

Thankfully, the guests were there, saving me from a disaster. I rushed upstairs to the room without hesitation. I glanced back and saw the woman

seemed to give my mother a knowing look, but that didn't matter. I had to quickly change out of my wet, dirty uniform

before my mother changed her mind.

A moment later, my mother called from downstairs, "Ah Rui, are you changed? Come downstairs quickly!"

By the time I came down, the atmosphere in the living room had clearly changed.

"Mom, is something the matter?"

"Come here, child, Mom wants to introduce you to an important guest."

As if she were hiding something, Mom was unusually cautious. She then pulled me over to the

stranger , and the two exchanged a look that I didn't quite understand.

"Arui, my child..."

Mom knelt down in front of me, holding my shoulders. Her slightly trembling voice made me a little nervous:

"Today is a special day for our family..."

Mom shifted her gaze to the strange woman and continued, "Come, quickly meet your sister."

(Sister...?)

It was so sudden... I didn't know how to answer. My throat felt blocked, and I couldn't make a sound.

Just as I was wondering what was going on, my dad, sitting on the other end of the sofa, spoke up:

"Arui, listen to your mom and call her 'sister'."

(Sister...what sister? This woman?)

The air in the living room became heavy again because of my reaction... For a long time, I could only stare blankly at this

strange woman I should call "sister"... My eyes must have been full of suspicion and disbelief. This

"sister" in front of me bent down slightly, and said to me with a mysterious and beautiful smile:

"Hi! Arui, although this is the first time we've met, I'm your own sister."

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