Chapter 2 — On the day of the university entrance exam, my parents forced me to take the blame for my sister

My mother's eyes immediately avoided.

"It's not as serious as you say. We are a family, so how can it be called illegal if we help each other in our family?"

I laughed coldly.

“So let me call the police and ask?”

As I said that, I took out my phone. My father immediately rushed forward and tried to rob me. But I was soon on guard and quickly took a step back. At that moment, at the end of the hallway, a cold male voice rang out:

“What are you guys doing?”

I turned my head. A teenager wearing a white shirt stood there, holding an exam notice in his hand, his face cold and distant. Students have been at the top of their grade for many years in a row. Also the only person in my previous life who didn't believe I was a thief. It's just a pity that at that time... I was dragged into the mud so deep that I no longer had a chance to prove myself. He walked forward, his eyes falling on my parents.

“It's almost exam time.”

“Why do you two want to take the contestants away from here?”

My father frowned:

“This is my family matter, it has nothing to do with you.”

Luc Tram's voice was very light:

“This is the test score.”

“Anyone who causes candidates to leave without reason may be considered to be disrupting the order of the exam.”

My mother immediately panicked:

“We are his parents!”

Luc Tram turned to look at me.

“Do you want to go?”

I looked at him, clearly understanding every word:

“Don't want to.”

“I want to take the exam.”

He nodded slightly, then turned to the class president.

“Teacher, the bell is about to ring.”

“If she is taken away, the school will be responsible for this.”

The homeroom teacher, who was still hesitant, immediately changed his face when he heard that.

"Lam Chieu's parents, if there's anything wrong, wait until the exam is over and then talk."

“Candidates must now enter the exam room.”

My father was so angry that his face turned blue. My mother even wanted to cry and pull me back. But I turned around and went straight back to class. Before entering the door, I turned to look at them one last time.

“If you truly love Lam Dao…”

“Then stay with him and turn yourself in.”

“Don't come to destroy me again.”

The exam bell rang. I sat back in my seat. The supervisor started handing out the questions. I tightened my grip on the pen and took a deep breath. The exam that I missed in my previous life. I won't give in anymore. The moment the Literature exam was handed out, my hands were still shaking a bit. Not out of fear. But because of hatred. On this day in my previous life, I should have been sitting here. I should have finished writing this exam. Should have gone to college. It should have been a completely different life. But they destroyed me. Then he forced me to be grateful. The topic this time is:

“Choice and Responsibility.”

I looked at those words and suddenly burst into laughter. It's ironic to the extreme. In their previous life, they said it was an older sister's responsibility to admit her crime on her sister's behalf. They say family members must know how to sacrifice for each other. They said I chose to work for Lam Dao to understand things. But now I understand. True responsibility... It's never about letting innocent people bear the blame for wrongdoers. It's about letting the person who makes the mistake bear the consequences. I bowed my head and started writing the essay. The title is:

“Don't Cover Up Evil, Don't Let Good Be Silent”

The nib of the pen glides across the exam paper incredibly fluently. I write that responsibility is not about sacrificing innocent people. I write that intimacy is not a forced morality. I wrote that the choice is not to swallow the injustice of being forced, but to stand first Right and wrong still maintain their ultimate limit. Writing to the end, I put down one sentence:

“If a person in the name of love forces others to bear their mistakes, that is not love, but robbery.”

The moment I finished writing, the feeling of suffocation and frustration that had been in my heart for so many years... Finally dissipated a little. The bell rang to end the exam. I submitted my paper and walked out of the exam room. As soon as I reached the stairs, I heard a commotion outside.

"Have you heard? Lam Chieu's sister cried until she fainted at the school gate."

“Her parents were also there, crying miserably.”

"It seems to say that Lam Chieu does not care about family relationships and is determined to force his sister to go to jail."

"Is it real or fake? On the day of the university entrance exam, why are you making a fuss?"

My steps did not stop. When I reached the school gate, I saw a crowd standing around. My mother hugged Lam Dao and cried until her heart was torn apart. Lam Dao wore a white dress, her face was pale, leaning against my mother's arms like a weak white flower broken by the wind. My father stood next to me, his face filled with anger. As soon as he saw me coming out, he immediately rushed over.

"Lin Chieu! Do you still have the face to come out here?"

Everyone around turned to look at me. My mother also cried and shouted:

“Chieu Chieu, I know you have resentment in your heart, but Dao Dao has become like this, how can you still take the exam with peace of mind?”

I almost burst out laughing because I was angry.

“He stole it, why can't I rest assured?”

The surrounding atmosphere immediately fell silent. Lam Dao's face turned pale, tears immediately fell.

"Sister, I didn't steal... I just borrowed it for a little bit, I really don't intend to not pay back..."

I looked at it. It was the same in the previous life. It's clear that he's the one doing the wrong thing, but he always cries as if he were the victim. Just cry. Everyone will be on its side. My mother immediately protected him.

“Dao Dao already knows it's wrong, why do you have to force people so much?”

My father's voice was cold:

"Are you satisfied now? Your sister fainted because of you!"