Chapter 5

Not forcing it, who knows what the hell she is, her existence is absolutely unreasonable; then, if she really did force it and intervened in Wei Baoping's thoughts, it would be equivalent to changing his future. Would this little one deviate from his original life path and end up with a bad outcome?

Since he discovered that his sister only appeared on rainy days, he requested to move upstairs. Although the altar downstairs played Buddhist chants every day, which easily disturbed his studies, this way his sister would not be discovered, and he was more than happy about it. His large room downstairs was then given to Wei Shengsheng, so Wei Xiaoqiao no longer had to sleep with their aunt; she moved into the room originally belonging to Wei Shengsheng. During that time, Wei Shengsheng often looked at him with a victorious gaze, as if to say, "It's good to have self-awareness." He didn't care at all; the places that everyone else disliked were the best for him.

When the flashlight illuminated, it revealed a Buddha amulet. He remembered that this was the one Wei Baoping had worn for many years. It was not attractive at all

This is ...? ... a sketch! The person in the painting is someone he sees every day while brushing his teeth and looking in the mirror, it's simply identical...! The art teachers at school are not this skilled. ... ... He gently touched the upturned corner of the mouth in the painting. Here, it smiles like Wei Shengsheng, but he never wants to smile, he doesn't want to learn from Wei Shengsheng. Who is his sister painting?

He curled his lips slightly. "The art teacher has praised my painting, it is your perspective that is too peculiar"

The heavy rain pounding against the glass window and the howling wind became Wei Baoping's favorite sound

"Not at all, I wouldn't pretend like adults do. It's just that I feel like I've seen you before..." But he couldn't quite place where he recognized her from, and finally he blurted out, "Sister, you seem to have grown a little bigger again."

He hummed, "Dad is really biased"

He listed out the points of doubt one by one, which is helpful for reflection

A child with such a personality represents trouble, and if she truly has a younger brother, he must be... ... yes. ... ... It is too exhausting to think about the past, and since God wants her to forget, she will not force herself.

Wei Jiping jumped out of bed without a second thought and rushed to the door. "Aunt, it's nothing, I can't solve the math problem, I'm going crazy."

After the door was closed with a thud, she slowly raised her eyes

The child remained completely unaware, as the light shifted to the backpack on the desk. He eagerly and enthusiastically opened the book.

However, Wei Baoping was the one she saw as significant; she had witnessed everything he had gone through. When asked to turn this child away, she truly found it difficult to harden her heart.

Little Bao, I believe, " she paused for a moment and sighed, " your cousin is much smarter than you.

Adults only speak nonsense! He is just waiting to see when their masks will fall off. He spreads out a sheet of drawing paper and draws a picture of his sister, coloring her limbs and body with a pink crayon, noting beside it: No name, no memory, will feel cold - picture - book, will eat, will sleep, needs someone to teach elementary school homework [except for arithmetic, he has to guide her through all the elementary school textbooks, she seems like a kindergarten senior], will enjoy reading his uncle's martial arts novels (how can a kindergarten senior understand this?), lives in a Buddha amulet [his aunt has recently been watching a TV drama about a madwoman who was locked up for over ten years and went insane, but the kindergarten senior is a bit slow-witted and has not gone mad, I know this is called a rare gift], related to rain (from the first appearance until now, it has always been in heavy rain, such as during a typhoon) ... ...

He quietly entered the room, directing the flashlight at the desk, then moving it to the bookshelf filled with a dazzling array of extracurricular reading materials

Then, with a soft creak, the door was gently pushed open

He secretly rolled his eyes and touched her long hair. "Here it is! Sister, are you even paying attention? You didn't even notice that your hair has grown a bit. Seriously, you really look like a fool!" Although she is a foolish sister, he would feel very embarrassed, yet he was extremely happy inside, as this would prove his capabilities, and she would always need him. He would feel very embarrassed, but he was extremely happy inside, as this would prove his capabilities, and she would always need him.

She looked at him

She curiously opened it and read aloud: "What if I had ... a sister?" She slightly raised her eyebrows and read through it at a glance.

Wei Baoping assumed the demeanor of a small teacher and said

She turned on the desk lamp and laid the drawing paper on the desk for him

Wei Shengsheng's eyes turned red from the beating, wishing he could kill the cousin who robbed his family. However, Wei Baoping showed some rationality, enduring several punches before finally half-dragging, half-leading Wei Shengsheng out of the room.

He is angry, he knows that the art teacher is biased and secretly favors Wei Baoping. What is so good about Wei Baoping? Why does he get a share of all the good things?

Not forcing it, she has always remained a bystander, allowing Wei Baoping to become increasingly radical, harboring animosity towards everyone and resenting this world

She suddenly sat up straight, jumped out of bed, and searched the pitch-black surroundings. After a while, she confirmed that there were no ghosts in the room, only her lingering memories playing tricks on her

Ah! Eat at my home and live at my home! You hit me!" Wei Shengquan, extremely furious, forcefully bumped into Wei Baoping's back, who was in the process of snatching the Buddha amulet.

At the door, Wei Baoping instinctively reached to press the switch on the wall, but then remembered that the heavy rain had not yet stopped and that he must be inside the house. He changed his mind and intended to pull Wei Shengsheng outside, only to suddenly discover that Wei Shengsheng was holding a Buddha amulet in his hand

He threw the drawing paper on the ground and stepped on it randomly, when something fell to the ground, catching his attention

He chuckled twice, then jumped back onto the bed and handed her the pen. "Sister, it's a typhoon day today, and my aunt bought a bunch of instant noodles. Later, I'll say I'm hungry, and we can share the instant noodles when they arrive, okay?"

"You are not ugly, you are very beautiful." He smiled broadly

Sister

Fortunately, she is not someone who feels compelled to seek answers upon discovering a secret; if she cannot recall, then so be it, life goes on and she remains happy.

... ... An? My name? There was an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and she almost instantly took a liking to this character An

Behind him was Wei Baoping's bed. She lazily sat on the bed, tilting her head to observe this transformed little child

Wei Baoping, what is this? A kindergarten senior class student?

It is always him, making him want whatever his father always says, that it must be fair for all three people, so it cannot be bought; his mother always says to have sympathy for his cousin because he has no father or mother. This is his home, so why does everything have to be given to that Wei Baoping?

He quickly packed the backpack he would take tomorrow and turned to glance at his sister, who was sitting on the bed, listening to music with headphones while reciting her elementary school textbooks

Who exactly is it ... ... who instilled in her such a deeply rooted belief, making her instinctively aware that forcing things will lead to no good outcome

He let out a chuckle, quickly straightening his face, yet his eyes were filled with laughter. He did not pay attention to what his sister was writing, but was preoccupied with observing her.

He turned back to sneak a glance at his sister, and finally, unable to resist, he took the drawing paper and ran to the bedside, saying in a flattering tone: "Sister, I drew you, does it look like you?"

I have told you many times that it has been left for too long, yet you still want to eat it. Just wait until I grow up and earn money...

She turned off the desk lamp and sat back on the bed, troubled

He also noticed that when discussing the TV series with her, she curiously asked about things that even he, as a child, knew about, such as mobile phones, and only when she saw a mobile phone with her own eyes did she understand what it looked like So, she really isn't a modern person, is she? Is she like those ancient people in martial arts novels?

A piece of darkness

He blushed. "You are the one who should be embarrassed; you watch too much television. Boys don't get embarrassed like that." After saying this, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up.

He widened his eyes. "Is this Wei Baoping?"

She glanced over and remarked, "How ugly."

Among the books on the shelf, there is one essay, which was written in class yesterday. The title of the essay is "If there were..."

Recently, he often eavesdropped on... his aunt discussing the matter of attending tutoring classes with his uncle. Once, they sent the two children to tutoring, and in two years, it would be Wei Xiaoqiao's turn. This tutoring would not stop until they reached university, which would become one of the financial pressures for the couple. They could afford it, but they would have to be more frugal with other living expenses. Several times, he noticed his aunt's hesitation to speak, and he already knew what she wanted to say.

Wei Baoping's personality is in stark contrast to hers. A person's character does not form without reason; it is influenced by the surrounding environment or family. He has an extreme personality and an exceptional memory, capable of recalling every trivial detail that is insignificant to her. As long as it relates to him, he meticulously compares it in his mind. Moreover, he eavesdrops on the attitudes of everyone around him, believing that this reflects the most genuine thoughts of adults towards him. His personality is extreme, and his memory is so sharp that he remembers every trivial detail that is insignificant to her. As long as it relates to him, he always keeps it in mind for careful comparison, and he even listens in on the attitudes of everyone around him, thinking that this is the most authentic opinion of adults about him.

I turned off the lights, sister. Do not be afraid, I will be back soon he said softly while pressing the switch by the door

This was drawn by Wei Baoping himself. Hey, the teacher will definitely tell the parents when she sees it tomorrow. He smiled broadly, his eyes glancing at the drawing paper, which featured Wei Baoping's sketch

Remember to turn off the lights when you go downstairs, to save electricity

If it is a first encounter, she would look down on such people, considering them petty, narrow-minded, and overly sensitive, easily turning into enemies at the slightest provocation. Such individuals are ones she would definitely avoid and have no dealings with

He blushed. "Sister, I wasn't staring at you, please don't misunderstand. I just feel like you look more and more familiar..."

The sound of his mother's shouting came through. "What are you shouting about in the room?"

Is there? She said casually

If one knows that they will soon become pregnant, they would not develop a parent-child relationship with the child, making it difficult to let go.

Although reluctant, he still jumped out of bed to get the pencil case, mumbling to himself

She is still wearing that old tracksuit from years ago, which now looks worn out, with all the seams mended by him. For this, he feels guilty. With limited pocket money, he saves it all carefully, just waiting for her to come out for a "breath of fresh air" to buy her snacks, leading everyone to believe that he loves snacks.

He lay beside her, feeling relaxed as he picked up the headphones that had fallen on the bed, curiously putting them in his ears. As expected, a female voice was singing "Sweet Honey" inside, all old songs that his uncle loved to listen to. Regardless of Wei Shengsheng, Wei Xiaoqiao, or even himself, they all felt indifferent towards these old songs, but she absolutely adored them

His desk is organized very neatly, and his bookshelf is adorned with his exercise books, covered with stickers given by the teacher for scoring one hundred... He is just a little child, full of a sense of pride.

Upon hearing this, he wore a face full of anger, his gaze dark and gloomy, and finally spoke in a low and submissive tone

Good! Her eyes sparkled, and upon catching a glimpse of his smirking expression, she immediately changed her tone: "What are you dividing? You are so small, it's not good to eat too much before bed, I have a duty to finish it for you." With that, she picked up a pen and began to draw on the paper

He picked it up, contemplating whether to throw it away or take it to Zheng Wei for safekeeping, when suddenly he heard a loud shout at the door: "Wei Shengsheng! What are you doing in my room?"

You are not my brother

However, under such a personality, Wei Baoping does not believe that this child can have a good life

You hit me! Do you dare to hit me! You shameless person who lives in my house and robs my parents, if you have the ability, leave

The teacher gave this essay a high score, praising the student for having an extraordinary imagination, bringing a fictional character to life vividly. The article is filled with descriptions of how he would pamper his sister if he had one, and how his sister would treat him in return. The role reversal of this little rascal is quite amusing. It is typically adults who spoil children, yet he turns this notion on its head, depicting himself as indulging his sister to the point of absurdity, changing her outfit every day and feeding her until she is about to vomit, which makes her laugh uncontrollably

Sister ... ... I am better than him! In the future, I will earn a lot of money to support you, and I am really very smart ... ...

Sister! He suddenly felt a bit flustered and wanted to ask her where she learned it; but knowing it would be futile to ask, she was like a blank sheet of paper, unable to remember anything about her past. "Um, sister, why don't you call me brother? I see that siblings usually address each other like that."

Tooth ... ... peace

She dropped the pencil in her hand and turned the drawing paper towards him. "Wei Baoping, look, this is what you call a painting"

She snatched the headphones and continued listening to the music

His aunt, who is extremely fond of dieting, once curiously asked him why he couldn't gain weight, fearing that outsiders might think the Wei family was mistreating their nephew

... once again groped for the headphones, placed them in my ears, and listened absentmindedly to the repetitive song playing, contemplating whether it was better to continue being a mere observer or to presumptuously lend a hand to this child

When the alarm clock rang, he had just finished the last math problem, perfectly completing his homework within the time he had set for himself

She glanced at him inadvertently. "Xiao Bao, is it because I look so good that you are staring at me like this?"

I know. He confirmed that his aunt had already left the stairwell, and only then did he turn around to silently tidy up his pajamas, placing the amulet on the desk before walking to the bedside, his face tense as he looked at her. "Be good, and I will bring you cake to eat later."

As long as he ranks first in the exam, he will be given an extracurricular book of his choice, as promised by his uncle. Now, the number of extracurricular books in his bookshelf far exceeds that of textbooks, all of which are stories suitable for children. He scoffs at this.

In fact, when he looked at his sister, he resembled an old dog wagging its tail.

"... ... Little brother ... ..." she repeated softly, with a hint of annoyance. Her fingers touched the drawing paper, and her slender brows furrowed. "I certainly do not have such a little brother ... ..."

She is not a heartless or ungrateful person; she has seen Wei Baoping's childish affection for her.

His sister is still better; it's just different with those unpleasant girls, they don't hold grudges overnight. Unfortunately, this means she has more chances of being seen as foolish; not holding grudges is a sign of foolishness. He remembers many grudges in great detail, and whenever he has the opportunity, he will definitely retaliate. No wonder he always ranks first; his sister's intelligence is far inferior to his. However, it doesn't matter if she is foolish, as long as he is around, there is nothing to fear

A beam of light shines in from outside the door, with a child peering in curiously.

He was taken aback at the sight

You also think I am not good enough, don't you? I know that in everyone's eyes, Wei Shengsheng is the best; he is charming and knows how to please everyone. But, sister, you also know that he is just a smooth talker, and he only knows how to lie! He only knows how to slander me!

Wei Baoping, stop embarrassing yourself. What kind of painting is this? Do you think covering yourself in pink means you are dressed? This is quite an impressive talent, isn't it?" She mocked while lightly clapping her hands.

The bag, extracting the workbook, boldly took out a pen and began to draw haphazardly.

Her greatest fear is that he will interfere in the child's life, causing the child's future to be intertwined with her shadow, thereby ruining the normal life that he should have had

Her memory begins after Wei Baoping was born; before that, it is a blank slate. For a long time, there has been a voice in her subconscious preventing her from thinking, forbidding her to think, as thinking would surely lead to no good outcomes.

If only I hadn't brought Xiao Bao home that year

The young boy has a shy face, and he is still afraid of being seen while bathing. Even if the rain suddenly stops, I still cannot be seen when I return to the amulet.

"Return it to me! Thief!" He rushed forward and forcefully pushed Wei Shengsheng, who momentarily lost his balance and crashed into the corner of the wall, crying out in pain

He is not your cousin! Don't call him that recklessly!" he shouted.

Although he had specified it, everything had to go through his uncle's review. Initially, he did not pay attention to it, but later he noticed that his sister was laughing while reading these fairy tales, and he realized that his uncle's so-called review was merely selecting stories that guide children to behave well, which was truly boring. If it were Wei Shengsheng today, he would probably buy him some books to increase his knowledge.

She pulled down her headphones and said arrogantly

Little brat, I can tell that you look down on me. This cannot be compensated by expired macarons anymore. Go get me a pencil.

"Sister, our teacher said that if one cannot master something themselves, they absolutely should not mock others for it." The tone was very stern, yet the eyes sparkled like a crescent moon.

Eat! I will go down immediately

That is your art teacher has already given up on you

His eyes curved slightly, no longer resembling the usual stillness of a stagnant pool; immediately after, he focused on his own matters again. The lessons taught by the teacher were quite easy for him, thus he spent a considerable amount of time on extracurricular reading.

"It's fine if nothing's wrong." Aunt shouted lazily from upstairs, "It's your turn to take a shower, hurry up. It will be troublesome if the power goes out later. By the way, your uncle just came back and brought a cake. Do you want some? If not, I'll take it."

Just pretend again

She pulled down her headphones again and glanced at him. "Who is being naughty?" Her finger slid down his fair and delicate face.

Wei Baoping fell to the ground, his chin striking hard against the cold floor. In a moment of pain and anger, he threw his fists at his cousin. Wei Shengsheng was not one to be easily provoked either, and the two of them engaged in a flurry of punches and kicks, it was hard to tell whose strength was greater.