Chapter 18: Onee-chan Wants to Be a Girl

The heavy rain lasted for only one day, followed by another round of high-intensity military training, causing the freshmen to complain endlessly.

If they had never seen the light, they could have endured the darkness. But after this unannounced heavy rain, their hearts were in turmoil. They longed for rain every day, and in the following two weeks, all sorts of “weirdos” even took the stage to perform shamanic rain-praying ceremonies.

With three days left until the end of military training, in the university cafeteria, on the second floor, by the window.

“I know, I know, I’ll transfer it to you right away.”

“Tell them to stop threatening to divorce all the time.”

“Sigh, this family really can’t function without me.”

After resolving another family dispute, Tang Yunle hung up the phone and slammed it down on the table with a thud.

He leaned back against the plastic chair and looked at the mottled shadows of the plane trees outside the window, a sigh escaping his throat.

They say every family has its own problems, but his family’s problems were just too difficult to deal with.

A gambling father, a mother dreaming of her first love, a sister on Xiaohongshu, and a brother with a school belle girlfriend.

“Is big sister sauce troubled again?”

A sweet, clear voice interrupted his thoughts.

Tang Yunke, with her beautiful long black hair, sat down across from him, holding a tray of food.

The oversized camouflage uniform hung loosely on her slender frame, the cuffs revealing half of her fair wrists. The girl cupped her face in her hands, her round eyes staring at him, her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

Tang Yunle reached out and ruffled the top of her hair. The strands, smelling of lemon shampoo, slipped through his fingers, fine and cool.

This real sensation always left him in a daze—she was clearly a female ghost, yet she was so close to him, just like a real sister.

“Yes, I’m very troubled.”

“Are you short on money again?”

“Very short. I’m always short on money.”

“Then why doesn’t big sister sauce get a part-time job at the university?”

The girl tilted her head, her hair brushing against her flushed cheeks. This question left Tang Yunle stunned on the spot. Then, as if she had figured something out, Tang Yunke slapped her forehead in realization.

“I get it. Working part-time is too slow to make money, so big sister has always wanted to milk her boyfriend.”

“That’s not it,” the young man hastily interrupted, his ears quickly turning red. “I need to prepare for my major courses. I don’t have time.”

He lowered his eyes to the cold rice on his plate, stirring it unconsciously with his spoon. “It’ll be fine once I graduate. I’ll find a stable job then and earn money…”

“But Yunke thinks that’s exactly it. Big sister sauce really likes fast money.”

“And…”

Tang Yunke’s voice suddenly became very soft. “Big sister sauce is used to making fast money. Can you really calm down and work peacefully?”

The chirping of the cicadas outside the window suddenly became deafening. Tang Yunle’s hand, holding the spoon, trembled slightly.

‘When a person gets used to the ease of fast money, can they really calm down and work peacefully?’

‘Having gotten used to spending money lavishly, can one really adapt to a life of poverty?’

‘If I had never seen the light, I could have endured the darkness.’

The girl quietly watched him, her round eyes seeming to see through his heart, exposing all the embarrassment, unwillingness, and hidden behind his facade, laying them bare under the scorching September sun.

“Does big sister sauce still remember that manga we read, ‘That Girl Registered a Back-Alley Account’? I think the current big sister is a lot like the girl in that manga.”

Tang Yunle’s body stiffened.

The chopsticks, holding a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, clattered against the porcelain plate.

‘That Girl Registered a Back-Alley Account,’ a short manga on JM, mainly tells the story of a first-year high school girl who, under the constant praise and money from rich guys, gradually falls into the abyss, abandoning her bottom line, from normal photos at the beginning, to semi-nude photos, to full-nude photos, to special custom photos, and finally becomes a rich guy’s private toy—a story about human nature and greed.

“So…”

Tang Yunke suddenly leaned forward, placing her porcelain-white palm in front of the young man, and suddenly smiled. “I think big sister sauce is very suitable to be a girl.”

“You should marry a rich boyfriend, spend his money, use his things, eat his food, be beautiful every day, and be a sweet little wife.”

“What are you doing? Take your hand back. I don’t want to change my gender.”

Tang Yunle slapped the girl’s hand away, his back already soaked in a cold sweat under his camouflage uniform, yet his attitude was firm. “And I have my limits. I won’t get sucked in. I just need his money to get me through these four years of college.”

“Once I graduate, I can work and earn my own money.”

“But I heard a different voice in big sister sauce’s heart. Big sister sauce can lie to herself, but she can’t lie to her own heart.”

After saying that, the girl deftly stood up and cleared her tray, her long black hair tracing a golden arc in the sunlight. When she reached the corner of the stairs, she suddenly turned around, her voice as crisp as a tinkling wind chime:

“In a few more days, it’s the offline meeting with your boyfriend. Big sister sauce, remember to dress up pretty!”

“Otherwise, you won’t be able to capture your boyfriend’s heart!”

The young man, who was burying his head in his food, turned green.

Regardless of how much of a critical hit Tang Yunke’s words had dealt to Tang Yunle’s heart, in order to make a big score, he was still working hard.

Pepsi is more delicious: –I didn’t expect you to be so talkative, brother-in-law.

GentleAsAGem: –Don’t call me brother-in-law. Your sister and I are just online friends who get along well.

Pepsi is more delicious: –Is that so? Then do you have a girlfriend, brother-in-law? curious.jpg

GentleAsAGem: –No.

Pepsi is more delicious: –Then… what do you think of me, brother-in-law?

On the upper bunk of dorm room 812, the young man with ice-blue eyes was clearly stunned when he saw this message.

GentleAsAGem: –?

Pepsi is more delicious: –Brother-in-law, you should know about my sister’s and my family situation. A gambling father, a cheating mother, and a lot of debt. If it weren’t for you giving me and my sister money these past few days, we probably wouldn’t even have any living expenses.

Pepsi is more delicious: –Brother-in-law, both my sister and I really want to repay a good person like you.

On the lower bunk, Tang Yunle’s mouth curved into a grin even harder to suppress than an AK-47 as he typed this sentence. After half a month of hard work, it was finally time to reap the rewards. After this harvest, he would delete his account and run. As for the bank card issue, Meng-jie and the others would take care of it.

He clicked send. A few seconds later, the avatar on the other end blinked.

GentleAsAGem: –???

Tang Yunle’s brows furrowed.

‘Old perv, why are you pretending to be so innocent?’

‘I bet your little brother is even harder to suppress than my grin right now!’

But in order to max out the emotional value and get the other person to willingly give him money, Tang Yunle forced a smile even harder to suppress than an AK-47 and continued typing.

Pepsi is more delicious: –It’s like this, brother-in-law. My sister is right next to me now. As long as you agree, I’ll persuade her. She has good feelings and gratitude for you in her heart too, so she’ll agree.

Pepsi is more delicious: –You can take us sisters out for a good meal, and of course, you can also choose to ‘eat’ us. playful.jpg

Then, a picture of the two sisters’ beautiful legs in black and white stockings was sent over.