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I Can Suddenly Hear My Sister's Thoughts
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My mother has developed a fondness for boys' love novels, believing that I am just like the delicate and easily toppled protagonist, the Uke. Even my name, Xing Han, has become her evidence, as she insists it sounds like someone with a cool and ethereal demeanor.
But one day, I thought my sister had gone mad when I overheard her talking to something called a system.
"System, is this what a Uke from a boys' love story looks like?"
"Yes, host. Fair skin and a soft body are the defining traits of a Uke, making them incredibly endearing."
"Pfft! I knew boys like this must be sick; they need treatment!"
Years later, a domineering CEO pulled out a Black Card and told me to spend freely, without considering that his wealth was just a drop in the bucket to me. Yes, he was sick; he needed treatment!
From the time I could vaguely remember, my mother took me for daily Milk Baths, constantly repeating how delicate and easily toppled I was. I did grow up just as she envisioned—my skin was fair and smooth, my face round and chubby. I had big, watery eyes that sparkled brightly, with long and thick eyelashes that resembled tiny fans.
Everything changed when I turned five. One day, I suddenly heard my sister talking to the system again.
"System, is this what a Uke from a boys' love story looks like?"
"Yes, host. Fair skin and a soft body are the defining traits of a Uke, making them incredibly endearing."
"Pfft! I knew boys like this must be sick; they need treatment!"
From that day on, my ten-year-old sister Yu Yuanyuan dragged me along every morning. My little short legs struggled to keep up with her pace as I cried out in protest.
"Sister, I can't run anymore! I want to go home!"
She turned back to glare at me with unwavering determination in her eyes and said firmly, "No! You must finish three laps today!"
My cries drew the attention of passersby who looked at me with pity. I felt like my lungs were about to burst; my legs felt as heavy as lead. Suddenly, I stumbled and fell hard onto the ground. Pain shot through my knee as I cried out loudly.
At that moment, Mother Xu Ruotian appeared out of nowhere. Seeing me on the ground in pain, she rushed over and picked me up with concern etched on her face.
As she wiped my tears, she scolded my sister.
"Yuan Yuan, look at what you've done to your brother!"
My sister, however, retorted defiantly, "Mom, I'm doing this for his own good! If he doesn't exercise now, how will he protect himself in the future?"
Mother stood up, holding me tightly, her tone firm. "He's still so young; what does he need to exercise for? I'm taking him home for a Milk Bath right now!"
Yu Yuanyuan grabbed my other arm, refusing to budge. "No way!"
Mother and my sister were locked in a standoff, and I felt like a toy caught in the middle of their tug-of-war.
Their argument grew louder, drawing the attention of more passersby.
I was terrified and shrank into Mother's embrace.
But in the end, I was forcibly taken to Sanda Class by my sister.
Looking at the group of kids much older than me, I trembled with fear, wishing I could escape this place immediately.
My sister stood in front of me, watching without any sympathy no matter how much I pleaded.
Every night I cried and threw a tantrum, but my sister was resolute and still brought me to Sanda Gym the next day.
Finally, the day came when I started elementary school. I was relieved to finally escape my sister's clutches during the day.
Mother dropped me off at school and ruffled my hair.
"Sweetheart, we need to be delicate. If anyone bullies you, just cry!"
I nodded blankly, feeling like the softest and fairest child in the classroom.
On the first day, a boy behind me threw mud on me.
"I didn't mean to."
Though he said that, there was no hint of apology in his eyes.
Tears instinctively welled up as I looked pitifully at him.
I thought if I followed Mother's advice, I wouldn't be bullied.
But he took me to the bathroom and even directly urinated on me.
Crying, I went to find Teacher, but Teacher Li showed no intention of addressing the situation.
"Boys roughhousing is normal; coming to find a teacher over such a small matter? How are you being raised at home?"
After school, when Mother came to pick me up and saw my state, she didn't get angry after understanding what happened; instead, she seemed excited.
"My son is truly remarkable; this is clearly Little Aggressor getting Uke!"
The more she spoke, the more thrilled she became.
When I got home, I saw my sister. The moment she laid eyes on me, she grabbed me and tossed me into the bathroom. She adjusted the water temperature and aimed the showerhead directly at my head.
Tears still clung to my eyelashes, and my sobbing was abruptly interrupted by her sudden action as I looked at her with wide eyes.
"Change your clothes yourself. I've left some clean ones at the door," she said before shutting the door behind her. I then heard the system's voice.
"Yes, host, having fair skin and a soft body is the Uke setting; it makes you so endearing."
【Ahhh, brother, you've encountered a Little Bamboo Horse, how delightful!】
【Delightful my foot! You let others bully you and don’t even fight back; that’s just foolishness.】
【Host, how can you say that? A Uke is meant to be bullied, looking all cute and pitiful!】
I couldn't hear the rest as my sister walked away. I took off my clothes and started to shower myself. Ever since I was five and began hearing my sister's thoughts, she wouldn’t let Mother bathe me anymore; she insisted I do everything myself.
At first, I had protested against it. But it was of no use!!!
The next day, Mother sent me off to school, reminding me to act like a little princess in front of that boy who bullied me yesterday. I nodded obediently.
Sure enough, when Qiao Heng saw me again, he pinched my cheeks and poked my waist.
"Hey, Little Crybaby, why aren’t you crying today?"
I swatted his hand away and tried to straighten out my chubby little face.
"If you touch me again, I'll hit you!"
"Hehehe, Little Crybaby can hit? Don’t tell me you’ll bite me while crying."
As he spoke, Qiao Heng kept poking me with his finger. I grabbed his wrist and executed a Uke lder throw.
I seized his finger that was poking me and pulled down while lifting my leg to kick at his ankle. He lost his balance and stumbled forward. I didn’t let go; using his momentum, I turned my body and threw him over my Uke lder.
Qiao Heng let out a surprised yelp as he flew through the air and landed heavily on the ground with a loud thud.
The classroom fell silent; everyone was stunned by my actions.
The office was thick with tension.
Qiao Heng's mother pointed a finger at me, her words flying like spittle. "Look at the good son you've raised! Hitting people at such a young age! This is outrageous!" Her sharp voice pierced my eardrums like needles. I shrank back, tears welling up in my eyes.
My mother, feeling sorry for me, pulled me into her embrace and gently patted my back. "Xing Han, apologize to Auntie and Brother Qiao Heng, and let this matter go," she said, her tone carrying a hint of anger.
I bit my lip, on the verge of tears. Why Uke ld I apologize when he was the one who started it? Teacher Li was also urging me to say sorry. "Apologize? Just a simple apology won't cut it! Look at what my son has become!" she Uke ted, pointing at the bruises on Qiao Heng's body.
Just then, the office door swung open forcefully. My sister, Yu Yuanyuan, stepped in against the light. Though she was only a little over ten years old, her presence instantly silenced the room.
"What’s going on?" She scanned the room before her gaze landed on me.
"Sis..." I choked out, wanting to rush into her arms. But she merely patted my Uke lder lightly before turning her attention to the woman.
"Did my brother do this to your son?"
"Of course! Your brother beat my son like this; he must apologize! And he needs to be closely monitored; how can a child so young dare to hit someone? This is unacceptable!" The woman held her head high, refusing to back down.
"Xing Han was indeed wrong in this matter," Teacher Li chimed in from the side.
I heard my sister scoff coldly. "Apologize? Sure. But before we do that, Uke ldn't we clarify who threw the first punch?" She stepped in front of Qiao Heng, looking down at him from above.
"You tell us—who started it?"
Qiao Heng's eyes darted away as he stammered, unable to form a complete sentence for what felt like an eternity.
Sister looked at Teacher Li again.
"Teacher, there are surveillance cameras in the school, right? We can check the footage to find out what happened. As a teacher, I hope you can handle this fairly; otherwise, I will have to call the police and ask them to intervene."
Teacher Li's expression darkened even further.
Seeing that the others remained unresponsive, Sister took out her phone and dialed a number.
She placed the phone in front of Teacher Li, and just as the call was about to connect, Teacher Li snatched it away and hung up, reluctantly agreeing to check the footage.
The surveillance video clearly showed that Qiao Heng was the one who pushed me first, prompting me to retaliate.
Upon seeing this, the woman's face turned pale.
Sister didn't let up and continued, "Also, from what I know, your son has bullied my brother before. Previously, he threw mud on him and even urinated on him!"
With each word she spoke, the woman's complexion grew worse.
Finally, she lowered her head and her voice softened.
"I'm sorry..."
I looked at my sister with admiration in my eyes.
Under my sister's strict guidance, I entered high school.
Despite practicing Sanda for years, I never tanned; I remained fair-skinned and beautiful with rosy cheeks and white teeth.
Because of this, my sister often scolded me.
My deskmate was the notorious school bully Ning Zebai.
I heard he ranked first in his grade when he entered First High School, but after school started, he failed every exam with a score of zero.
The teachers tried talking to him, but he never listened.
Unlike my obedient nature, he was known for his rebelliousness.
Thanks to him, I became the top student in high school.
To encourage mutual support, the teacher arranged for him to sit next to me in hopes that he would see how hard I worked and start studying seriously.
During class, Ning Zebai would stare at me instead of paying attention.
After class, he leaned over his desk, trapping me between him and the wall.
He slowly moved closer to me and teased with a smirk, "Little deskmate, has anyone ever told you how cute you are?"
My eyes widened in shock as my cheeks flushed red.
"Ning Zebai, what exactly do you want?"
He was taken aback for a moment, then quickly put on an innocent expression.
"Hey, little desk mate, what are you talking about? I didn't do anything."
"That's good to hear. I advise you not to provoke me."
I thought I had spoken with a fierce tone, but Ning Zebai just laughed and slumped over the desk, unable to get up in the morning.
Throughout the day, Ning Zebai didn't do anything, and I assumed my warning had been effective.
However, as soon as I stepped out of the school gate, I was blocked by someone.
It was Ning Zebai and a few of his lackeys.
"Hello everyone, this is my little desk mate, Yu Xinghan. Please be polite when you meet him in the future."
As he spoke, Ning Zebai reached out to grab my waist.
The waist is a sensitive area for anyone, so I stepped back to avoid his move.
The lackeys nearby began to jeer, Uke ting various crude remarks, and Ning Zebai's expression darkened.
He tried to make another move, but following the moves I learned from Sanda, I quickly took him down, twisting his arm behind his back and pressing my knee against his spine.
The lackeys saw that things were going awry and rushed at me one by one, but I quickly took them down as well.
For the first time, I felt that the Sanda training my sister made me take was indeed useful.
However, when I got home and told my mom about it, she pinched my arm and scolded me for being so crude.
"Host! Host! The Male Second Lead has appeared! The Bullying School Tyrant has fallen for the Dodder Flower!"
I realized my sister had arrived; the voice of this system overlapped with that of my Mother.
"Mother has worked so hard for you; why would you learn from your sister and resort to violence? How will anyone like you if you act like this!"
I stared wide-eyed at Mother in disbelief.
My sister walked over and pulled me away from Mother's grip, speaking calmly, "Mom, please calm down. Xiao Han did this to protect himself."
Mother shrugged off my sister's hand angrily. "Protect? If he wants to be a soft Uke in the future, who would dare want him now?"
My sister directly covered my ears so I couldn't hear Mother's words.
It wasn't until she closed the door that she let go of me.
"What do you want to do?"
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