Chapter 1

Chapter 1

When I was three years old, an older sister suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

I was startled and asked my mother when she had given birth to a sister for me, and how I hadn’t known about it.

My mother looked at me with confusion. “What nonsense are you talking about, child? Your sister has always been here.”

Me: “Huh?”

That couldn’t be right, could it?

I was supposed to be my mother’s eldest daughter!

It was then that I heard my sister’s inner thoughts.

[System, what’s going on? Why hasn’t the female lead’s memory been altered?]

The System replied: [The tragic heroine is quite stubborn. Memory tampering consumes a significant amount of energy, and the attempt was unsuccessful.]

My sister cursed in her mind, [Useless trash!]

The System responded coldly: [Due to the host using profanity, ten health points will be deducted. The System will be disabled for ten days.]

My sister: [You’re just like some shameless app! This is outrageous!]

System: [Twenty health points deducted. System disabled for twenty days.]

My sister was furious, her little face flushing bright red.

She forced a fake smile at me.

“Baby-ah, no, I mean, little sister. My name is Song Yufei, and I’m your older sister.”

Terrified, I turned and bolted.

“Mother! Mother! There’s a monster inside Sister!”

Mother insisted there was no monster in my sister.

Instead, she said there was something wrong with me, suggesting I might have been possessed by an evil spirit.

She took me to a temple to listen to monks chanting scriptures.

My head buzzed from the noise.

Just so I could go home, I forced a sweet smile for my mother.

“Mother, I remember now. I do have a sister. I’m all better.”

I heard my sister’s internal commentary: [The tragic heroine’s capacity for acceptance is truly formidable. She can even accept something as ridiculous as this.]

Me: “…”

For some reason, I felt like she was insulting me.

From then on, I accepted that I had a sister.

My sister told me that I was a tragic heroine. She said that in the future, I would take a knife, a sword, and poison for a man; I would take the fall for his crimes and kneel in the snow for him, eventually losing half my life to the struggle.

She said that once that man gained power, he would despise my withered looks and broken body. Because I would be unable to bear children, he would turn around and have kids with someone else, locking me away in solitary confinement. He wouldn’t feel any regret until after I died.

With a look of fierce determination, she said, “You absolutely cannot have a man like that. He’s bad luck. Spit with me! Ptu!”

Me: “Ptu!”

My mother was horrified.

“Song Yufei! What kind of nonsense are you teaching your sister? It’s one thing for you to be mischievous, but don’t you dare lead her astray!”

My sister shouted, “Run, Sis!”

She spun around and took off, and I followed right behind her.

My mother hiked up her skirts and gave chase.

Our laughter echoed throughout the courtyard.

Once we reached a safe spot, my sister told me:

“Did you learn that? In the future, if you meet someone who wants to hit you, run if you can. If you can’t run, fight back. If you can’t fight back, give in quickly to save yourself. Then, once you’re safe, secretly plot your revenge. Got it?”

I said loudly, “I’ve got it!”

Though I didn’t quite understand why she was saying these things, I felt she was doing it for my own good.

I decided that this sister the System had sent me was actually pretty great.