Chapter 24 : There’s a Stupid Pig

“Wait, Xiao Jiu!”

“At least… acknowledge me…”

The voice behind made her pause. Her hated brother staggered toward her, reeking of booze.

“Xiao Jiu…”

“What. Something?”

“…”

The alcohol made her nauseous. She’d drunk before, but this body couldn’t handle it.

“Why… still up.”

Xu You swayed, leaning on the wall, staring.

“Going now. And shower—you stink.”

She grimaced, wheeling back instinctively.

But he seemed deaf, hazy eyes fixed on her—unsettling.

“Hate me…?”

“?”

“You weren’t like this. If hate, why not say why…”

“…What.”

“Blocking my way. Move.”

Helpless tone.

“Wait… more to say, hic…”

“How much did you drink.”

Felt danger—his look meaningful. Normal for a brother?

Held breath as he neared—then he swayed, collapsing toward her.

“?!!”

“Ugh, bastard… get off…!”

Heart rate spiked; danger. Forced calm—meanwhile, he unknowingly took advantage.

“Xiao Jiu… forgive, me…”

“Forgive your mom, !”

Pushed hard; he hit the ground.

Lucky shelf—cushioned thud.

“Disgusting. Who forgives.”

“Ugh…”

Furious, wanted to wake family—see drunken mess.

Obvious sneaking out.

Could ruin him now—but…

“Hard-won progress… reset to zero…?”

Glanced unconscious him, then room.

Seemed… only way.

From another angle: heaven’s chance—process messy.

“Tch, don’t wanna deal, bastard…”

“Why not freeze here, stinking !”

Cursed, opened door; dragged 150+ lbs with effort.

Room carpeted—easy floor sleep.

Let him corpse by bed.

For show: wiped face—OCD, booze stench.

“Die, , suffocate!”

Threw unused quilt over head—ignored suffocation risk; bed, pulled covers, side-lay.

Ex-man: slept crammed in dives—extra person tolerable.

Midnight: exhausted.

Lay—out instantly, clothes askew.

Tomorrow? No thought…

Morning: first sun.

Not Xu Jiu—still deep sleep.

“Hiss…”

“Fuck, where… not my room?”

Unfamiliar ceiling; wardrobe, mattress towers.

Head-splitting; recalled night.

Drank with friends—wasted, sent home… saw sister.

Sister?

Jolted—room’s familiar scent.

Shot up; view rose—dreaming beauty.

Stunned. Broke in drunk? Did something…?

Uneasy till hand felt thick quilt—makeshift.

So… slept here.

“She gave…?”

Head low, up—repeated, incredulous.

Doubted memory: home, hall with Xu Jiu.

Later blank—details from her.

She slept; dared not move.

Treasured her—post-distance, worse.

Approached cautiously—fragile vibe.

What if his fault alone? Wake—unexplainable.

Siblings strained; add this—repair impossible.

Plan escape sweet room—before wake.

Tip-toed up, wardrobe support; high view her cute sleep—no stray thoughts. Survive first…

But outside: noise.

“Awake, baby? Wash up—Mom driving to school.”

‘Shit!’

Mom killed escape.

Stuck—if sister woke…