Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 24. 024. My Sister

The fluorescent lights shone brightly.

Jin Ziyue went to the living room and placed the unconscious girl on the sofa.

A rusty ashtray sat on the low coffee table, piled high with yellowed cigarette butts, the smell of tobacco still faintly lingering.

There were two empty beer bottles on the ground.

There were old CDs and some rock band albums under the TV.

Jin Ziyue picked up the ashtray, cleaned up the snack bags on the floor, and threw them into the trash can.

The women's apron seen around the corner gave the room a touch of girlish charm.

The damaged walls had been in disrepair for years, and the posters that had been put up were all torn, revealing the scars that had been covered up.

The stool in the corner, a bit shorter than usual, was a bit bumpy to sit on. Its worn edges had become rounded, and the paint was badly chipped, revealing the dark wood underneath.

In this small room of less than 60 square meters, every corner records the girl's childhood.

Every piece of furniture is a weapon that has survived destruction.

From any angle, a photograph can appear as a crime scene.

Jin Ziyue quietly examined the girl, the image of her crouching in the corner, covered in wounds, flashing through his mind.

The surrounding area must have been a complete mess.

"senior……"

The bird slowly awoke, its voice weak and feeble.

"You're awake." Jin Ziyue greeted him with a smile. "We're home."

"Hmm." Asuka smiled slightly.

"I'm sorry to have shown such a messy environment to my senior."

Feiniao struggled to sit up, bracing herself against the soft sofa with her arms, and let out a hiss.

Raising her hand, she saw purple veins winding down her light gray arm, and patches of purplish-blue bruising appeared on her slender hand.

"Eek!"

The girl exclaimed in surprise, only to find her throat dry and hoarse. Her expression turned dejected, and she muttered to herself, "No wonder, I can no longer feel Qi Xue."

"She must have suffered a lot to get to this level of poor health."

"It seems like your memory has returned."

Jin Ziyue's voice remained flat; when Asuka Eisuke died, the altered memories had already been restored.

"Ah."

"Speaking of which, I still have to apologize to my senior." Asuka lowered her eyes. "How could I not know that there was another person inside me?"

"So you've been keeping it from Ito all this time, haven't you?"

"Yes, multiple personality disorder is a very strange thing. She created me and has always considered herself her best friend. She even uses my body most of the time and blocks my senses."

"She always left me the things she felt she couldn't bear to part with, hoping that I was innocent and kind. She even called me a naive and innocent girl behind my back. In reality, she was the real naive and innocent girl. She was so innocent that she could trust anyone who was good to her."

“But I was born into the shadow of domestic violence when she was fourteen, how could I not know her pain?”

Jin Ziyue looked up at her.

"She just wanted me to live happily and become a gentle and kind person. I have no reason to let her down."

“I don’t mean to blame you,” Jin Ziyue said.

"Hmm. I still stand by my original opinion. Senior is a very gentle person." Asuka Ryui gazed at Jin Ziyue's face, her weak expression filled with adoration.

"I approached you for the sake of my mission."

"Hey, this is what makes you so adorable, senpai. Your gentleness seems fake, and your reasons for being cold seem endless, but who can really tell what's real and what's fake?"

Jin Ziyue remained silent.

“I admit that I was initially attracted by your appearance, senior.” Asuka stared at Jin Ziyue’s face and said gently, “But as I got to know you better, I found your aura to be increasingly captivating.”

After the girl finished speaking, she couldn't help but groan, took the tissue Jin Ziyue offered, covered her mouth, and coughed violently.

When you let go, there's crimson blood.

The bird casually put away the tissue and crumpled it into a ball in its palm.

"Senior, while I still have some time left, I... have something I want to say to you."

"Ah."

"It's not a confession."

"Even if I told you, I would still refuse."

The girl chuckled softly: "How heartless."

She struggled to her feet and went back to the shoe cabinet to find her slippers.

"I left a note by your bedside, senior."

She opened the shoe cabinet, pressed her fingertips to her lips, and looked thoughtful.

"Brother...is he already dead..."

"Ah."

"The world suddenly became a strange place." She took off her pink bear slippers and squatted down in the entryway.

"I never thought about how my life would change after I left him. But now that I've actually lost him, I find that nothing seems to have changed."

She slowly walked over, supporting herself against the wall.

"Good or bad, everything remains the same."

Jin Ziyue waited patiently to the side, sitting cross-legged.

"I'm done speaking," Asuka Ryuu said with a modest smile.

"What I said is not important. I am just experiencing what it would be like if a senior lived with me in this small house."

"The result made me secretly delighted." Asuka cupped her burning cheeks.

Jin Ziyue remained silent.

"Alright, I can only be willful with you, senior, by virtue of being a dying person." She lowered her head, as if she had done something wrong, and deliberately knelt down, her eyes full of apology.

"I do not mind."

The girl's smile was like the fluff of a dandelion, pure white and fragile.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

The girl left with a secret sense of smugness, took her clothes from her bedroom, and went into the bathroom.

"senior……"

The sound of birds flying came from the closed door.

"I'm here." Jin Ziyue's pupils didn't move, and he didn't even raise his eyebrows.

"No, it's nothing."

A bird washed away the crimson stain from the toilet bowl.

Asuka emerged, having changed into a long skirt—a typical school uniform. She wore a white blouse with a pretty bow, and white stockings under her black pleated skirt.

She timidly walked to Jin Ziyue's side and obediently sat down.

"Senior, could you tell me your story with your girlfriend?"

Seeing that Jin Ziyue remained silent, she tentatively asked, "For example, would you carry your girlfriend in your arms?"

Jin Ziyue raised his head, his eyes flickered, and he stared at the television screen in front of him, the screen reflecting blurry light and shadow.

"No. I would complain that she's heavy and then take the opportunity to laugh at her."

The bird chuckled to itself, its weak body trembling uncontrollably.

"What if your girlfriend tries to be affectionate with you?"

"She has facial paralysis and can't act cute."

"How can you talk about your girlfriend like that?" The girl covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Suddenly, I'm not envious of her anymore. Haha..."

Asuka Ryu's smile slowly faded, and the light in her eyes gradually disappeared.

"so good……"

The girl quieted down.

"Senior, if there is an afterlife, I don't want to be your girlfriend anymore, I want to be your sister..."

Jin Ziyue felt a weight on his shoulder, and the faint scent of hair tickled his nose.

He raised his hand and gently patted Liuyi's head.

The girl smiled.

The room fell completely silent.

……

The phrase "enjoying good deeds and avoiding mistakes" is like wisps of smoke, gradually dissipating.

The original manuscript concluded with the words: "What kind of kindness must one possess to lose one's life for this?" Suddenly, I feel that emphasizing the words of destiny here doesn't seem so important.





(End of this chapter)