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In the midst of my thoughts, I considered countless possibilities, yet I never expected to see Xu Jinwei standing before Ye Mo in a pure white dress.
Her gentle and affectionate voice reached my ears: " Ye Mo, my heart is drawn to you."
It was brief and straightforward. I was utterly taken aback by her words, my mouth agape in astonishment.
Xu Jinwei had feelings for Ye Mo!
Instinctively, I took a step back, fearing they might notice me.
Ye Mo showed no reaction, even displaying a look of indifference, as if he had no intention of responding to Xu Jinwei. He turned to come toward me.
As I contemplated whether to flee, Xu Jinwei flushed with embarrassment, tightly gripping her skirt as she hurried after him: " Ye Mo, I've actually been in love with you for a long time. I worked hard to get into Hua Zhang Academy so that I could be your classmate. Do you remember—"
"Let's not speak of this again." Ye Mo's words were cold, and my heart ached for my sister.
The past came rushing back, and many doubts were suddenly clarified. She had initially been unwilling to enter Ye Residence, likely for this very reason. Did she refuse because she admired Ye Mo and did not want to be his sister? But then why did she later choose to enter Ye Residence? Was it also related to Ye Mo?
This matter truly piqued my interest.
I intended to turn back to the hall, but unexpectedly, Ye Mo stepped forward quickly and grabbed my sleeve.
When I looked back, I found myself in his embrace just as Xu Jinwei emerged, witnessing the scene of us locked in each other's arms.
Her eyes widened in disbelief, as if I had committed an unforgivable sin, her anger boiling over.
"Is it because you seduced him that he has abandoned me?"
She then turned to Ye Mo, demanding: "What does she have that I lack? She is inferior in every way; why is it her?"
She appeared almost deranged, her voice hoarse from shouting.
Ye Mo didn't even spare her a glance. Xu Jinwei was furious, while Ye Mo took my hand and led me back to the hall. I thought Xu Jinwei must hate me even more than before at this moment. After all, I had always catered to her wishes, yet she could never stand to see me happy and constantly made things difficult for me, pushing me down into the mud.
In truth, my father was quite good to me when I was young; he would buy two of everything. But soon enough, Xu Jinwei would ruin her own things and then run crying to our father. His gaze towards me would grow colder with each incident, until eventually, he only bought things for Xu Jinwei.
I had cried and thrown tantrums, only to be met with the words: "You ungrateful child, how can you compare yourself to your sister?" How could my own father speak so ill of his own flesh and blood?
I sought comfort from my mother, but all I received was my father's scolding for being a liar, which made my mother believe that Xu Jinwei was the more sensible one. Xu Jinwei and my father began to threaten me; they said that if I complained to my mother, they would punish me even more severely.
"How dare you touch your sister's belongings? Your heart is so narrow."
"Don't cry; crying won't earn you anything from me. You can use your sister's things, but don't break them."
After every time she bullied me, my dear sister would say, "If you can't behave yourself, don't go showing off in front of Mother; she might come to dislike you."
Thus, I became increasingly insecure and faded into the background. Wasn't it said that tearful children were more lovable? Why was there no one to care for me?
But human hearts are hard to fathom. Even though they treated me this way, I still longed for the little affection that remained. My father once told me, "Xiao Xiao, don't blame your father; I'm doing this for your own good. Your mother is gone, but I will take good care of you."
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