In my past life, my twin sister was adopted by a wealthy family, while I was taken home to be a child bride. Later, my sister jumped from a high-rise building, while I bloomed from the darkness. My sister smiled and said: "Sister, if it were you, you wouldn't have let your life become such a mess, right?" Reborn into a new life, my sister and I switched fates. I am the dazzling sun shining in the day, and my sister is the evil spirit crawling in the dark night. We never looked back, taking turns moving forward. 01 I was reborn to the day my sister was adopted when we were five years old. This time, my clever and lively sister acted completely devoid of manners, even shouting that she was going to be a rich person, causing Mrs. Sterling to frown and choose me, who was quiet and steady. My sister and I exchanged a glance, and I saw the sly smile in her eyes. I knew my sister had also been reborn. My sister and I are fraternal twins. In our previous life, my sister was chosen by the Sterling family, a wealthy family in New York. When she left, she looked at me with wide eyes and said, "Sister, I will come back for you." But I never saw my sister again. I was adopted by an ordinary family because their son was intellectually disabled, and they wanted to raise me to marry him when I grew up. I grew up amidst beatings and curses. I studied desperately, telling them that I had a great future and would bring them more benefits. Through bullying and humiliation, I got into a top university and later passed the civil service exam. My sister, who had entered the wealthy family, became notorious and jumped from a high-rise building. Before she died, my sister sent me a message: "I'm so unwilling to accept this. If you had been adopted by the Sterling family, sister, you wouldn't have ended up like this." Two minutes later, there was an extra five million dollars in my bank account. That was the inheritance my sister left me. Unfortunately, before I could enjoy the inheritance my sister left me, I was stabbed to death a few days later by my adoptive parents' intellectually disabled son who suddenly rushed out. When I regained consciousness, I was back to when I was five years old. 02 I went to the Sterling family, changed my name to Ava Sterling, had my own room, parents, and a brother named Liam Sterling. The first day I ate at the Sterling family, I accidentally broke a bowl. I was already mentally prepared to be beaten. The expected beating and scolding didn't come. Instead, I received concern, asking if I had cut my hand. For the first time, I learned that breaking a bowl doesn't mean getting beaten. The new home had everything. Dad was rarely home, and Mom didn't pay much attention to me. The servants did the chores, and a nanny played with me and Liam. If my sister's death hadn't reminded me, I almost would have drowned in this luxurious happiness. Liam was in poor health. A fortune teller told Mr. and Mrs. Sterling to adopt a girl from the orphanage to be his sister, and his health would improve and everything would go smoothly. So that was the reason the Sterling family adopted an orphan. Liam spoke little and seemed a bit gloomy. I wasn't an extrovert either, so we weren't close. Strictly speaking, I was like an outsider living in the Sterling family, but I enjoyed the best of everything, and I was very grateful. By the time we were in middle school, Liam's health had improved greatly, and his personality had also changed a bit. We were in the same school but acted like strangers. No one knew our relationship. I lacked nothing, but I had no money. I ate and lived at home, and I hadn't found a chance to go back to the small town to see my sister. It wasn't until high school that I realized the malice I encountered in this life was different from the malice I experienced in the town in my previous life. The malice in middle school and high school were also different. The malice I encountered in this life was more arrogant, opaque, like madness surging under a dark current. The similarity was that both were deadly. But, I finally had a chance to go see my sister. 03 "Don't think that just because you have good grades, Liam will like you. How could a nerd like you ever get his affection?" "Who are you putting on this aloof act for? Everyone knows you're secretly hooking up with Liam! Slut!" A few girls cornered me in the restroom, pulling my hair, warning me not to have any more interactions with Liam. I pulled my hair back and stated calmly: "Liam is my brother. We live under the same roof." They were stunned. Although my last name was also Sterling, Liam and I didn't look like siblings at all. I continued: "Since I was little, my grades have always been good. My parents love me very much. I don't want to be gossiped about; I just want to study hard, so I pretend not to know my brother at school." "My brother doesn't like people who bully others, and my parents like it even less. If you don't believe me, you can check for yourselves." I walked out of the girls' restroom unharmed. However, during the lunch break that day, I was called over by one of Liam's lackeys. Liam asked me impatiently: "Why did you tell others about our relationship?" "Because your presence makes people bully me. Your admirers think I like you." A playful light flashed in Liam's eyes, and his expression was slightly mocking, as if saying, Don't you like me? I looked straight into Liam's eyes and said lightly: "I also don't want the person I like to misunderstand." Liam's expression changed slightly, then he chuckled: "The person you like? Who?" I looked serious and said firmly: "Ethan." Liam's face grew even uglier, and at that moment, a low laugh suddenly came from behind. "What does Ava like about me? I'm truly flattered." 04 Ethan was Liam's good friend, and in my previous life, he was also my sister's closest companion. When I was ostracized and isolated in school, Ethan appeared by my side like the warm spring sun and the gentle summer evening breeze. Then I understood why my sister was desperate enough to jump off a building in the end. My sister was lively, straightforward, and easy to connect with, which in other words meant she was easier to deceive. When my sister died, her identity was that of a mistress kept by Ethan. The day before she jumped was the exact day Ethan got married. They said my sister was never content. After entering the Sterling family, she was too ambitious. She tried her best to please Mr. and Mrs. Sterling, and later she was even bold enough to try and hook up with the young master of the Sterling family. After being thrown out of the room by him, the Sterling family was utterly disgusted with her. Yet she still dreamed of marrying into a wealthy family, so she climbed into the bed of Liam's childhood friend, Ethan. She was with Ethan for three years, originally thinking she could become his official girlfriend. Unfortunately, her dream of joining a wealthy family shattered again, so unable to bear the shock, she jumped off a building. Those who play with genuine feelings must be prepared to be played by others one day. Liam's angry voice brought me back to my senses. "How old are you? Do you even know what liking someone means? Focus on your studies! If you dare date early, I'll break your legs." "Liam is so domineering, don't scare our little Ava." I sneaked a peek at Ethan and blushed. Liam walked away with a sour face. After I made my relationship with Liam public, Liam didn't deny it. The malice and exclusion that surrounded me seemed to vanish. 05 In high school, with living expenses, living in the dorms, and having some freedom, I took a day off to find my sister. I found her in an alley near the county high school. She was holding an iron rod, had blood on her face, and her foot was stepping on a boy's back. She looked like a complete delinquent. Next to her squatted two other boys holding their heads. "Looking very impressive, Chloe." Hearing my voice, my sister froze for a moment, then turned around, glared at me, and cursed viciously: "Where did this nosy person come from? Get lost!" I stood there without speaking. My sister kicked the boy under her foot, told them to scram, then sat on the ground, pulled out a cigarette, and put it in her mouth. She said sarcastically: "Oh, isn't this my sister who entered a wealthy family? What made you think of your poor sister?" "Are you here to give me money? Hand it over then!" I looked at the three guys leaving and couldn't help clenching my fists. Those three were the ones who bullied me in high school. In middle school, girls with slightly more developed chests were called "cows," and those who were a bit chubby were called "tanks." That shameful nickname, "cow," was given to me by those guys and stayed with me throughout high school. Seeing me stay silent, my sister glared at me impatiently. "Can't you understand human language? If you don't have money, get lost!" I walked over, took the cigarette from her mouth, and threw it away. I then took out the living expenses I had saved up in my pocket, kept a little for myself, and gave the rest to her. My sister quickly took the money. "At least you have a conscience. Come see me more often, but don't come if you don't bring money!" Instead, I lunged forward and hugged my sister tightly. I asked her in a low voice: "Are you in high school? Don't you want to be a star?" "Go take the art exams. Study hard in high school. The academic requirements aren't that high. Whatever you want to learn, I have money, I'll give it to you." I felt my sister's body stiffen, then she whispered back: "I'm in school. The idiot died, so the family can only rely on me now. If they didn't let me go to school, I would have caused a huge scene." "What to learn? I've learned everything. With my looks, I'll definitely be a shining big star." The idiot died? I looked at my sister in disbelief. She casually flipped her hair: "Died in an accident." 06 "Alright, you've given me the money, now leave quickly. Don't bother me!" My sister suddenly pushed me away, looking impatient. I wanted to ask her about her past life, but she had already walked away swinging the iron rod. And behind me, a cold voice suddenly sounded. It was Liam! "You went through all this trouble just to see a piece of trash like that?" I turned around, feeling cold all over. Liam was actually stalking me! I showed an embarrassed expression and lowered my head: "She is my sister." "Your sister just treats you like a free ATM. Ava, are you really that useless? You gave her your own living expenses?" Liam said arrogantly: "Today is only Tuesday. Don't expect me to help you out." Me: "I'm dieting." Liam looked at me, seemingly amused by his anger. I turned around and walked outside to wait for the bus back to school. Liam stood next to me, and I couldn't help but ask: "Brother, are you worried about me?" Liam snorted coldly: "I just came to see if you were doing anything behind my back to wrong the Sterling family. You eat our food, live in our house. If you dare to embarrass us, I won't let you off easily." I looked up at him with a sincere smile: "Brother, if you're worried about me, just say it. A brother worrying about his sister isn't embarrassing." Liam's ears suddenly turned red. He pursed his lips and said nothing, but my heart was completely calm. My sister was right. If she and I switched places, we would both live very exciting lives. She could fight back against all the bullying on the spot, picking up an iron rod and smashing it down hard, and she could also make sure her adoptive parents couldn't control her. And I could also become an existence that made the Sterling family look at me with new eyes, making everyone like me. We will eventually reunite at the very top. 07 After Thursday's evening self-study, Liam and Ethan came to find me, insisting on having a late-night snack, so I didn't find a chance to sneak out alone. Actually, this day was mine and my sister's birthday. After returning to the dorm, the school gates were already locked. I struggled to climb over the wall and unluckily ran into Ethan. Ethan and I sat side-by-side on the school wall. He looked at me with interest: "Where are you sneaking off to so late?" I stammered and couldn't say it. Ethan leaned closer and said very ambiguously: "Did you know I was here, so you came to meet me?" "Unfortunately, your brother is about to come out. How about I take you away first, and we can go have fun." I blushed and whispered: "I wanted to go buy... buy that." When I said buy that, Ethan understood. He coughed unnaturally, then said: "Aren't you uncomfortable right now? Let me buy it for you." I shook my head, "No need, I'll buy it myself." Saying that, I was about to jump down. Ethan jumped down first and opened his arms to me: "Come down, I'll catch you." I jumped down and landed in a steady embrace. Ethan pulled me along. "Hurry, don't let your brother find out. He's been really jealous lately and always targets me." I let Ethan pull me along, and we brushed past a girl standing at the school gate. She was holding a bouquet of white camellias in her hand, and neither of us looked at each other. After buying my things, I went to a bakery and bought two small cakes, paying for them before Ethan could. Then we went into a bookstore next door. Ethan shook his head: "What kind of person goes to a bookstore when they're out to have fun? Little Ava, you really don't know how to be romantic!" I took out a small cake, scooped up a spoonful, and offered it to Ethan's mouth. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled radiantly, opened his mouth, and ate the cake I fed him. "So sweet." I placed the other small cake on a bookshelf, then pulled Ethan and ran back. When we reached the school gate, there was a bouquet of white camellias on the ground. I crouched down and picked it up. At the same time, a girl took a small cake from a shelf in the bookstore. 08 During my three years of high school, I studied like my life depended on it, utilizing every resource I could. After all, being in an international high school, I was surrounded by the best and brightest. These people would be valuable connections in the future, so I had to be outstanding enough to make them respect me. After the college entrance exams, Ethan confessed his feelings to me amidst a bustling crowd. When I turned my head, I met Liam's obscure and hard-to-read gaze. He was looking at me too. I had seen that look in his eyes countless times over the past two years. I smiled sweetly and walked toward Ethan: "Hello, boyfriend." That night, Liam pinned me against the wall in my room and interrogated me with red eyes: "What's so good about Ethan? Do you really like him that much?" "I don't believe you don't know how I feel! Have you forgotten who highlighted your notes day and night and helped you guess exam questions?" In my past life, did my sister also break into his room and confess her feelings like this? What did he say then? "Are you really that cheap? Calling me brother isn't enough, you also want to be the mistress of the Sterling family?" "Remember your place! You're just a dog raised by the Sterling family." I tilted my head, looking at Liam with confusion but firmness: "But, you are my brother." "Mom and Dad raised me and worked hard to cultivate me. How could I bite the hand that feeds me?" Liam's eyes flashed with restraint, and he whispered: "I'll figure something out with Mom and Dad. They like you a lot too." "I'm sorry, brother. You are a very important family member to me, but the person I like has always been Ethan." 09 In this life, I became the top scorer in science for the provincial college entrance exam. Liam also did very well, but unfortunately, it seemed I stole all the thunder. The Sterling family hosted a celebration banquet for us, and everyone was very curious about me. I behaved obediently, sensibly, and elegantly, earning a lot of face for the Sterling family. Many people approached with intentions of arranged marriages, but Mr. and Mrs. Sterling tactfully declined them all. The Ethan family immediately claimed me, saying Ethan and I were already together. Others smiled and congratulated Mr. and Mrs. Sterling, saying the Ethan and Sterling families were already close, and now with this marriage tie, others would only be left with scraps. I smiled at Ethan, getting lost in his tender and affectionate eyes, remembering something my sister had said. She said, "Sister, I really did love him." Being intentionally flirted with by a golden boy like Liam, boldly confessing, being humiliated, and feeling heartbroken and sad—Ethan was like a ray of light shining into her heart. He was always so gentle, so attentive. With those beautiful peach blossom eyes, he looked deeply affectionate even when looking at a dog. He was extremely patient. But after three years of dating, he smiled and said he was bored, handed my sister a card, and told her to leave. After Ethan got married, the Sterling family felt they had raised my sister for nothing and made a loss, so they made her accompany a difficult client. That client was a sixty-year-old man with sadistic tendencies. My sister told me this with a smile. She said she had lived for over twenty years, and there wasn't a single person around her who truly cared for her. No one noticed that since middle school, she had always hurt herself, time and time again, just to hold on until she was twenty-four. For the past few years, we would meet at a certain bookstore during holidays. My sister wore a baseball cap and a mask, and we sat back-to-back, slowly recounting the years we had missed in each other's lives. Because other people's parents said holidays were for family reunions, in this life, we made sure to find a way to meet on every holiday.
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