Live fortune telling: Sending a top star to prison right from the start.

When Tan San and his wife saw Tan Ruifeng return, their faces immediately lit up with joyful smiles.

Tan's mother hurried to greet her, her eyes overflowing with doting affection, her tone gentle.

"Xiaofeng, you're back just in time. Are you hungry? Mom made your favorite braised pork."

Mr. Tan smiled and nodded, his eyes full of concern for his son.

When their gaze fell on Tan Meng behind Tan Ruifeng.

The smile vanished without a trace in an instant.

Tan's father's face instantly turned cold, his eyes filled with disdain. "Why did you come back? You're so incompetent, always talking back to me. If you ran away, don't come back!"

Tan's mother frowned, her eyes filled with displeasure, and she coldly snorted, "So you know how to come back. I thought you'd grown up and didn't want this family anymore."

Tan Meng's body trembled slightly.

Although I've gotten used to their cold words, I still feel numb when I hear them again.

She bit her lower lip tightly, her nails digging deep into her palm.

She didn't say anything, walked straight into the house, and dragged her feet toward her room.

With a bang, Tan Meng slammed the door shut, shutting out her parents' voices.

Tan's father's voice came from outside, "She's really gone too far!"

Tan Ruifeng called out to his father, who was about to grab a stick, "Dad, let's eat first, I'm hungry."

Mr. Tan immediately changed his tune, saying, "Listen to my son, but make sure you eat a lot. I made all your favorite dishes today."

Aunt Tan also scolded, "She's spoiled. It's better if she doesn't eat." Then she turned around and said kindly, "Come on, let's go eat."

It is a mixture of various emotions.

Tan Meng became engrossed in her own world.

the next day.

Tan Ruifeng went to school, and his parents were not at home.

With a nervous heart, Tan Meng slowly pushed open Tan Ruifeng's door.

He never allowed anyone to set foot there, not even his parents.

I thought it would be a doghouse, but it looks like someone lives there.

The room was filled with a faint scent of youth.

Tan Meng didn't admire it for long; her gaze fell on the box under the bed, which looked rather old.

She walked to the bedside and reached out to turn the pillow over.

Sure enough, a key was hidden inside.

I crouched down and opened the box. Inside lay a notebook, its cover yellowed and looking quite old.

Tan Meng nervously flipped through her notebook; the first page read:

"April 5, 2018, cloudy. As far back as I can remember, my parents always scolded my older sister. I didn't understand, even though she hadn't done anything wrong."

"May 19, 2018, Sunny. I broke a vase. My parents didn't scold me, but they scolded my sister. I made my sister get scolded. I apologized to her in a low voice, but she ignored me."

"September 5, 2018, Sunny. I came across an idiom, 'preferring sons to daughters,' and I learned why my parents don't like my older sister."

Tan Meng's eyes widened in disbelief as she continued reading.

"February 15, 2019, cloudy. I've figured out a pattern: it seems that if I show that I dislike my older sister, she gets scolded less."

"October 8, 2020, cloudy. I heard my parents talking. They said they wouldn't let my sister go to school after she finishes junior high this year. That won't do. The teacher said that knowledge changes destiny. I want to help my sister."

"March 12, 2021, rain. My sister's best friend died. She's so sad, and I'm so afraid she might do something rash. There's a saying that when you're busy, you don't think about it. Yes, that's what I'll do—pretend I don't know anything."

The notebook contained many records, and Tan Meng flipped through the pages one by one.

"August 18, 2023, sunny. My sister received her university admission letter. I'm so happy for her, but I need to think of a way to help my parents."

"August 23, 2023, sunny. It was my sister's 18th birthday. I bought her a cake, her first cake ever! She said I was being fake. Well, I guess I was a bit of a jerk, but it's okay, ignorance is bliss, so I won't hold it against her."

"October 12, 2024, Sunny. I beat up the guy my sister often hangs out with. He deserved it! That dead sea king dared to hit on my sister. Luckily, I'm tall and strong and have a good fist, so he gave up his idea."

"December 31, 2024, Cloudy. My sister had a fight with my parents. It was the worst fight I can remember. I was worried and went out with her. Luckily I went out. If she hadn't found me, that silly girl probably would have jumped into the river."

After watching it all, tears blurred my vision.

For so many years, I have misunderstood him.

He protected himself in his own way.

Those seemingly self-loathing behaviors hide such thoughts behind them.

Tan Meng closed her notebook, and images of playing with her younger brother when she was a child flashed through her mind.

But I don't know when our relationship became more and more distant.

Tan Ruifeng had a basketball game after school, and by the time he got home...

it's getting dark.

I discovered that the pillow had been moved and was slightly crooked.

His eyes darkened, and he quickly fumbled for his keys.

As he crouched down, he noticed a long black hair. He frowned, picked it up with a tissue, and threw it in the trash can.

It's clean.

He opened the box and found that the notebook had been turned over. He then flipped through a few pages and noticed that the handwriting in one place was smudged.

He remained lost in thought for a long time.

After putting it away, he knocked on Tan Meng's door.

He hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Um..."

His voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't know how to start the conversation.

Tan Meng looked at him, walked over and hugged him.

"Smelly brother."

Tan Ruifeng's body stiffened, and then his eyes reddened. "It's my fault for making you suffer so much."

Tan Meng raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes, "Your method is so stupid."

"Sister, leave this house and start over."

His voice wasn't loud, but it struck Tan Meng's heart like a heavy hammer.

She was stunned, never expecting him to say such a thing. "Leave? Where can I go?" she murmured to herself.

"Go where you want to go. If this place makes you unhappy, then leave. You deserve a better life."

……

Two years later.

After graduating from university, Tan Meng, through Lu Rou's introduction, successfully landed an internship at Mu's Pharmaceuticals and devoted herself to the research of anti-cancer drugs.

That day after work.

Tan Ruifeng came to pick her up. "Sister, over here."

"Didn't you say we didn't need to come?"

Tan Meng looked in the direction of the sound and saw his brother wearing sunglasses and leaning against the car.

Tan Ruifeng took off his sunglasses. "It's your birthday today, and I've prepared a surprise for you."

She had forgotten.

"What surprise?" Tan Meng asked curiously.

"If you tell it out loud, it won't be a surprise anymore."

As he spoke, he pulled Tan Meng toward a brand-new car, looking quite pleased with himself.

"This is my birthday present to you."

He started his own business during college and has already amassed some wealth.

"They spend money recklessly when they have it."

"You just got your driver's license, right? This is called using it for the right purpose. Do you like it?"

"Barely."

Tan Ruifeng smiled and said, "Then I won't see you off."

Tan Meng stood on tiptoe and slapped his head, "If you give it to me, it's already mine!"

The car sped along and arrived at a high-end club.

Tan Ruifeng covered Tan Meng's eyes and led her into the private room.

"Are you ready?"

Tan Meng was both annoyed and amused: "Why are you being so mysterious?"

"Three, two, one."

As soon as Tan Ruifeng finished speaking, Tan Meng opened her eyes and heard a unified voice.

"Hello, sister."

Tan Meng stared in surprise. A group of handsome young men were standing in the private room, looking at her with smiles on their faces.

Her brother is serious!

She asked him to introduce her to his handsome friend!

The atmosphere has already reached this point.

Her story continues, and it's truly captivating...

The tides brought by one's family of origin are thankfully accompanied by a small patch of dry land.