Transmigrated into the body of a villain, I became my sister's savior.

When Lin Jianshen woke up, he found himself lying in bed.

A wave of hangover-like pain surged through my head.

However, the resentment that had been lingering in my chest also disappeared.

He pressed hard on his throbbing temples to rouse himself and got out of bed.

As he walked out of the bedroom, he asked in confusion, "Why is the door broken?"

"How could kicking the door in my dream have any impact on reality?"

Xia Tingwan was sitting at the dining table reading a book, wearing a black dress that revealed a small section of her slender calves.

She used to read in her bedroom, this was the first time she had studied in the living room.

Hearing the noise coming from the bedroom, she turned her head, paused for a second, and then said, "Brother, you're awake."

His tone revealed an unprecedented intimacy and dependence.

"He's awake." Lin Jianshen nodded.

"Then I'll go get breakfast." Xia Tingwan walked towards the kitchen. "I was worried it would get cold, so I put it in a pot to keep it warm."

Her ponytail bounced back and forth, suggesting she was in a good mood.

"Strange, what's she so happy about?" Lin Jianshen was even more puzzled and went to the bathroom to wash up.

In the mirror, the fierceness in his eyes and brows had completely disappeared, and he looked much more pleasing to the eye.

Like Louis Koo when he was young.

"My temperament is exactly the same as in my previous life now." Lin Jianshen touched his face.

This body has had good nutrition since childhood, and even though it used to be an alcoholic, its complexion is much better than in its previous life.

They also became more robust.

After Lin Jianshen finished breakfast, Xia Tingwan handed him a book, saying, "Brother, I've been studying hard lately."

"Do you want to get it checked out?"

Lin Jianshen gasped.

"What's going on? Am I still half asleep?"

"What's with that coquettish tone?"

"I can't resist you talking like that, it melts my heart."

Seeing that Lin Jianshen didn't speak, she added, "I've been working very hard lately, and I'm sure I can catch up on what I've missed before school starts."

Lin Jianshen was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and slammed his hand on the table: "You better be, or if I find out you're slacking off, I'll beat you up."

"Okay, if I slack off, brother will punish me." Xia Tingwan tilted her head and blinked.

"Holy crap, something's seriously wrong!" Lin Jianshen was even more bewildered. "How did things turn out like this after I woke up?"

My head is starting to hurt again.

Xia Tingwan asked with concern, "Brother, you look a little uncomfortable."

"Why don't we just stay home today?"

"What would you like to eat for lunch? I'll make it for you."

Lin Jianshen pressed his temples, coughed twice, and imitated the original owner's fierce tone: "Who cares?"

He didn't realize that what he was learning this time was completely different from what he expected.

Xia Tingwan cooperated by putting on a pitiful expression.

He couldn't take it anymore and quickly snatched the book from Xia Tingwan's hand: "Ahem, since you're so sincere, I'll check how well you've memorized the text."

This book is in English.

Xia Tingwan memorized the vocabulary and texts fluently, clearly showing that she had been working hard recently.

Lin Jianshen nodded: "Yes, it's not bad."

"But remember, if you dare to slack off, I'll beat you up."

Xia Tingwan originally wanted to lean closer and ask him, "How exactly are you going to beat him up?"

Afraid of scaring him away, she pretended to be frightened, hunched her shoulders, and whispered, "I, I know."

Seeing her reaction, Lin Jianshen breathed a sigh of relief. That's more like it.

He returned to his bedroom.

Xia Tingwan looked at his back and found it somewhat amusing: "Brother, do you know that you've already exposed all your true colors, yet you're still putting on an act?"

"Do you know what level of English that guy was? He couldn't understand a single complete sentence!"

"If his parents hadn't paid the school selection fee, he wouldn't have been able to go to high school."

The door to Lin Jianshen's bedroom was closed.

Life is getting more and more interesting.

"It's fun to tease this older brother every day after studying."

"Xia Tingwan, don't rush, take it slow, proceed step by step, don't scare him."

Xia Tingwan rested her chin on her hand and couldn't help but smile.

Lin Jianshen took a nap and felt his headache subside after waking up.

Lunch was prepared by Xia Tingwan, and she put a lot of effort into it as always.

Hot and sour shredded potatoes, stir-fried cabbage with vinegar, braised fish, and a small bowl of seaweed and egg soup.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Lin Jianshen said, "You stay home and read. I'm going out for a bit. Don't wait for me for dinner tonight."

Xia Tingwan nodded: "Okay, then be careful."

His tone was full of concern.

This girl is definitely acting strange today.

Lin Jianshen looked at her with suspicion, but she had already cleared the dishes and gone to the kitchen to wash them.

Xia Tingwan washed the dishes, opened the curtains and glanced downstairs; the motorcycle was gone.

She lay on the floor, reached under the bed, and pulled out a lipstick.

I found this while rummaging through the trash.

When I pulled it out of the trash bag, the lipstick was more than half used up, with only a small piece left.

Xia Tingwan had a sudden thought. She wiped it clean, quietly brought it back, and hid it under the bed.

But she had never used it, and she had almost forgotten about it.

For some reason, I really want to try it today.

At her age, she should be appreciating her appearance.

Even though she was alone at home, she felt guilty and paced around the house again.

After confirming that no one was home, I closed the bedroom door and drew the curtains halfway.

Then he sat down at the table, took out the cracked mirror from the drawer, and twisted out the cream.

I carefully applied it to my lips.

The red color has a hint of light pink.

Her lips looked like flower petals soaked with morning dew.

She pursed her lips and chuckled softly, "So beautiful."

"Like my mom."

Suddenly, her mother's advice echoed in her ears again: "Child, don't believe in true feelings in this world."

Gu Qingyin often told her, "Don't fantasize that anyone cares about you or loves you."

"Otherwise, you'll die when you find out these things are fake!"

In her mind, the image of her mother before her death flashed before her eyes.

She styled her hair into a beautiful, retro look.

A hemp rope was looped around its long neck, with the other end tied to the roof beam.

Its tongue protruded from its mouth, like a vengeful ghost.

Below the hemp rope, there was a loose necklace.

She was wearing an inexpensive black dress.

The suffocation caused incontinence, and the clothes and the entire room were filled with the stench of excrement.

The woman, who was already her adoptive mother, reached out and covered her eyes: "Wanwan, don't look."

But how could she not watch?

That was her biological mother.

Her mother, who raised her for nine years.

Xia Tingwan slowly wiped off her lipstick, leaving a blood-red mark on her fingers.

She whispered, "Mom, he's different."

"I want to believe this once."

Just once.