Dazai sister

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As long as he wants, as long as I have.

You don't know your brother is almost desperate in your thinking,

until you organize the language,

"For me, my brother is different."

Because of him, you began to truly blend into this world. He is the first person you have really come into contact with in another world. Even if his request will be questioned and ridiculed by the world this time, it... it doesn't matter.

"Does my brother want to be my lover? If my brother doesn't object,

From now on, we are lovers"

"Xiko, you spoiled me."

Your brother hugged you and whispered in your ear, his current mood is very similar to the summer breeze, intoxicated.

"I'm here for my brother."

third dog blood

Sylvia has a secret, she is Sylvia after she has lived her whole life as Uesugi.

Her mother in this world was once the daughter of an earl, because of love, she married a down-and-out nobleman, and lived a life of love but poverty.

After her first husband died of illness, she quickly remarried with her youngest daughter, Sylvia, to a wealthy businessman, and became the wife of the chairman of the Silk and Satin Chamber of Commerce, and then gave birth to two more daughters.

The good times didn't last long, and her second husband suddenly died of illness. It didn't take long for the poor woman to agree to the marriage proposal of Baron Francis Termayne,

It's not that Sylvia's mother is a scheming woman, on the contrary, she's just unlucky,

Let's put it this way, women in this country have no inheritance rights, so after the death of Sylvia's father, her mother's first husband, her mother took her to remarry quickly.

But after being with her second husband, she gave birth to only two daughters.

Although her successful remarriage every time is due to her extraordinary beauty, she is really a good mother, because the purpose of her continuous marriage is just not to let the control of the marriage of the daughters who inherit her beauty fall to others hands.

Sylvia told her good mother that she was willing to serve in the temple when she became an adult. Apart from not wanting to make her anxious, it was also Sylvia's sincere choice.

What's the point of a marriage that has no property like this and at the same time, as a property, has no initiative and can only be reduced to a vassal?

Mother, however, took Sylvia's words as consolation, she thought wishfully, girls are yearning for love, so how could they be willing to serve the temple for life,

Ignore the external image of "pious" belief that Sylvia slowly cultivated.

Francis Ouwai Temein is actually not a bad candidate for marriage, or he is what Sylvia's mother needs. His ex-wife has left a son named Ansel Xiuzhi Temein because.

Mrs. Blanchett will no longer have huge heir pressure. As long as Francis lives for 8 years, Blanchett will be complete, because at that time her young daughters will also be 16 years old and reach the legal age of marriage.

There are six people in this family, and there are three of them by surname alone.

Francis Ouy Termeyne (stepfather, 44 years old)

Blanchett Termaine (mother, 35)

Ansel Hugh Temain (stepbrother 12 years old)

Sylvia Davis (10 years old)

Anastasia Streeter (8 years old)

Drusella Streeter (8 years old)

Sylvia eavesdropped on the conversation between her mother and stepfather and knew that Mr. Francis married a new wife just to stimulate his son who had been doing nothing, and make him feel a little bit crisis.

What Mr. Francis meant was to warn Blanchett not to have any undue thoughts.In the case of her honesty, he would later provide the stepdaughters with a dowry that would sustain them.

Sylvia felt that it was too early to rejoice, this house was a bit strange, her two younger sisters marveled at the proper furnishings in the house without the slightest sense of crisis,

She acted like a baby to her cheap stepfather very naturally, expressing that she wanted beautiful clothes and accessories, her mother was a little nervous:

"They were all spoiled by me."

"It doesn't matter, Xiaoluo... Children are treasures of the world." Then he picked up the two younger sisters one by one, completely different from the cold image Sylvia imagined,

There is a kind of people in the world who smelt copper.The strings in Sylvia's mind snapped, and you heard your stepfather again: "Is there anything Sylvia wants?"

"No, my lord father, but if it is possible, can I have a prayer room?"

"Of course, no one will refuse a lady's request."

Ansel Hugh is a very strange boy, what should I say?Sylvia was ready to be rejected by her stepfather's son as a stranger, but what happened?

He completely ignored the arrival of Sylvia and her group, neither expressing welcome nor showing disgust.

Sylvia and Ansair Xiuzhi looked at each other, and didn't see any disturbance from him at all. She was as inconspicuous as a stone on the ground for a living person of her age.

How arrogant.

Sylvia ignored her mother's eyes encouraging her to strike up a conversation. Such a person would not be easily pleased.

After living with her stepfather for a period of time, she felt relieved.He is indeed a young girl, but his character is fine, and he will not do anything that will damage his identity.

After this period of time, Sylvia has gotten used to:

"Father, how about this dress?"

"Anatasha is so cute."

"Father, please take a look at me."

"Drusella is as cute as a sister."

"Sylvia, don't you want to try on the clothes?" They were all children, and the clothes were not custom-made, and they could be worn by their body shape.

"No father, I want to leave the time to God." Francis Ouwai showed a disappointed mood, and soon his attention was drawn away by the two little girls.

This house is indeed very strange. It is obviously only the lowest title of baron, but the furnishings are even more exquisite than the earl's house. Not to mention the materials used in the clothes, they are all high-quality.

Sylvia hates iron for being weak, mother, you married a silk merchant anyway, haven't you paid attention to the quality of his clothes?

She compared the home facilities with the earl because the most powerful person she visited was the earl, and she didn't know the true value of these decorations.

Sylvia has several guesses, and she thinks that the most likely one is: Anseir Xiuzhi is actually a certain nobleman, such as the prince's child, who was entrusted to take care of her trusted subordinates.

She hit part of the way.

It’s fine to just live an ordinary life like this, besides, I don’t have much ability to solve the problem, Sylvia thought desperately.

Sylvia stared at the hymn in a daze. If she could read it as a fairy tale like "Genesis", she couldn't read it at all.

Like that math class, it just made her drowsy, and thinking about it made her actually fall asleep.

She was woken up by the knocking sound of the window, and rubbed her eyes, it turned out that a pair of dangling feet were kicking the window, she immediately broke out in cold sweat,

Immediately opened the window sill, and was about to call for help, when he saw the stepbrother he had seen at breakfast swing in through the window,

She didn't hold back, "What were you doing just now?"

Sylvia didn't expect him to answer, "Try to see if the rope is not strong."

Ansel Xiuzhi said as he got up from the ground and patted the dust on his body casually. Sylvia didn't believe that what he saw was just a perfunctory rhetoric.

"I'll tell Lord Francis about this." It's a trick that would be annoying at any age to tell the parents.

"Then let me tell everyone, you don't believe in God at all."

Sylvia's eyes widened immediately, "What nonsense are you talking about, I am willing to serve the gods all my life and praise my god."

"Miss Sylvia, if you sleep with the curtains closed. Not to mention this,"

Sylvia just wanted to stop Ansel Xiuzhi, but he had already pulled out the hymn quickly. Apart from the graffiti of Sylvia doing nothing, there was also a silhouette of Sylvia,

"Okay, state your terms."

"Don't meddle in your own business." He smiled viciously, the kind that could scare a child into tears.

Sylvia didn't want to care about it, but she didn't want to lose her stable life.

He seemed to see what Sylvia was thinking at the moment,

"Uninteresting."

Something flashed in the iris eyes, ridiculed, sneered, and finally fell silent.

This is the first time Sylvia met such a person. He is not like a child, but when you regard him as a mature adult, he is a child again, and when you treat him like a child, he becomes a child again. Another look.

She simply gave up on herself, "Yes, I am a boring person. I have nothing to do to learn about the existence of a bunch of things I don't believe in."

He didn't expect Sylvia to admit it directly, and his expression froze obviously.

Sylvia wrapped herself in the blanket beside her and leaned against the chair to sleep.

It's shameful and useless to escape, but it's cool.

15 years old

You are Sylvia, you are 15 years old.

For four of the past five years, you and a dog man named Anseir Hugh Termeine have had an unpleasant encounter with each other.

Your conversation might go something like this:

"Brother, have you seen my history of theology?" Hurry up and give it to me! ! !I have been useful these days,

"Ah, let me think about it, it seems that I accidentally set the book on fire while grilling in the yard the day before yesterday."

Do you need to think about it?Do you think this is careless?You tell me why the books in the room will run to the yard by themselves? !

"Then brother is not injured, right?" Why don't you be burned to death, you already know the bad luck of the book, and feel that your face is distorted.

"The fire at that time suddenly changed