I never thought that it was my high school monitor who opened the door after school in the summer vacation.

The original text is as follows. Unexpectedly, she has now become my stepmother!

Of course, all this was not caused by the moon, but by my damn father.

Half an hour ago. ...

"Serena, you're back from vacation. Dad wants to wait for you at home, but ... "

"I know you are busy, you are busy at work, don't worry about me." I have no feeling that my father can't wait for me at home, and I have never regarded him as a father.

As long as I can remember, my parents have been working outside, and I have been living with my elderly grandmother for many years until the university came to this city. ...

After grandma died last year, I had to come and stay with my father this summer vacation.

"Xiaoling is at home, I am on a business trip, and she will take good care of you." Dad whispered a sentence.

"I don't want her to take care of! When I get home, you'd better keep her away from me! " I shouted into my cell phone.

Xiaoling was my father's new wife last year. I haven't seen her before.

At this moment, I can't help thinking of my poor mother. She and my father worked hard in this city for more than ten years, but died in a car accident before his company was formally established. ...

That was two years ago, because of the college entrance examination, my mother went to the hospital for rescue, and my father kept it from me until he died. This is the most unforgivable thing for me. I didn't even have time to see my mother one last time. ...

"Alas ..." Dad sighed: "There is a big business. I have to fly there myself tonight. I'll be back as soon as I can, Serena. Don't blame dad ... Dad did all this for ... "

"Don't say it." I hung up. To be honest, I really don't want to stay with him, but ... I don't seem to have anywhere else to go now.

Dad should be very rich now, because you can see that the street is full of big advertisements made by his company, but he doesn't give me much living expenses every month.

As my grandmother said, he is very stingy. Of course, I think so. Just tell me where he lives now. Very general. That kind of ordinary garden community is not even a villa. Although he is my father, I still think he is stingy, so I hate him more and more from my heart.

Mom died because of him. It's only been two years now, and he has married a beautiful young wife. ...

When I got downstairs, it was almost ten o'clock at night, and there were few people in the garden community.

"Is it Serena?" When I rang the doorbell in front of the unit building, a woman's voice came from inside.

"It's me." I answered in a low voice.

"I'll open the door for you right away." It didn't take long for the girl to stop, and the door of the unit building automatically opened with a bang.

Until this time, I haven't linked this woman with my high school monitor Qin Ling. ...

If I knew it was her, I wouldn't go up there. This summer vacation, even if there is nowhere else to go, I would rather sleep in the street than stay here.

"This is ... and you?"

After going upstairs, Qin Ling, standing by the door, looked at me and opened his mouth in surprise.

"Who are you ... what are you doing here?" My brain was short-circuited in an instant. Obviously, I haven't connected her with my stepmother.

When I was at school, I was generally very taboo about Qin Ling suddenly appearing at home. ...

Qin Ling used to be in my house at school ... this should be my grandmother's house ... three times, once he didn't hand in his homework on time, once he got into a fight with someone, and once he got ... a shameful person.

"Serena ... so it's you?" Qin Ling's face seems to be red to the neck, but her face is quite calm.

Although my brain was a little short-circuited, I quickly linked Xiaoling in my dad's mouth with Qin Ling in front of me after a few seconds. ...

At some point, I have the urge to die. ...

"Why are you standing there? Come in. " Qin Ling stretched out his hand and pulled me into the room, my mind more blank, at that time, I should make a dash for the road.

"Ha ha, Serena ... when your father talked about you, I told you that your name was the same as my high school classmate, but I didn't expect it was really you ..." Xiaoling walked into the hall and turned to make tea for me.

I was so depressed that I couldn't say a word. Maybe what she said is true? Look at her like that, because I'm with my dad and I don't even have a picture when I grow up.

"Don't call me Serena, I seem to be one year older than you!" I answered Xiaoling unhappily. During high school, she was the monitor and always went to the class teacher to tell me about my blackness. I have been bullied by her, and I still have some psychological weaknesses towards her.

"Hehe." Xiaoling smiled. When she handed me the teacup, it covered it and kept shaking. It suddenly dawned on me that she was not as calm as she was, but actually more nervous than me.

"Hey, hey." Seeing her so nervous, I suddenly have an unspeakable psychological advantage. Yes, she is not my monitor now, so it is impossible to go to the class teacher and tell me about my blackness. Why am I afraid of her?

Hearing my smile, Xiaoling gave me a habitual stare and seemed to relax. She turned and poured herself a cup of tea, and then sat down opposite me.

"How can you marry an old man?" I didn't look up and sneer at Xiaoling, but I still had some reservations in my tone, because I was not so mean.

If it was someone else, maybe I wouldn't give her a good face, but after three years with Xiaoling, I still want to save her face.

"Is it him ... old?" Xiaoling seems embarrassed again. It's really not easy to meet her under such circumstances, whether for her or for me.

I didn't say anything. I know Xiaoling will continue to talk.

"He is only in his early forties ... You know, one month before the college entrance examination, my mother was seriously ill, and I didn't do well in the exam, but even if I did well in the exam, there was no money for me to study at home ..."

Xiaoling said I know, but I have no idea. In some ways, I was hostile to her in high school. One month before the college entrance examination, I was so busy that I lost my head. Who cares about other people's things?

"After receiving the notice, I didn't go to school, but came here to work as a waiter in a hotel, just opposite your father's company. He often comes here to invite people to drink ... "

"You don't have to tell me this." I interrupted Xiaoling and drank tea gloomily. In my mind, my father is a ruthless spammer, and everything he does must be rubbish.

Xiaoling stopped talking after I interrupted her, probably because she saw that I was in a bad mood. She just looked at me anxiously. I didn't look at her, but I was still a little embarrassed. Looking around, I curled my lips: "Isn't he rich?" Why let you live in such a shabby place? "

I didn't mean to say that my father abused her and didn't give her money. There was a subtext. Didn't you marry him because he was rich? It is a universal law in this society that young and beautiful people get money.

"My mother's illness cost him a lot of money. How can I spend his money again? Is this house shabby? I feel fine. " Xiaoling answered me seriously, far from being domineering when she was a female monitor, which made me feel a little funny.

No matter how she explained it, in the final analysis, if my dead father had no money, it would be impossible to marry her into the family. A company boss, a hotel waiter, can't be vulgar. Close your eyes and you will remember many stories.

"In high school, did you hate me very much?" After a short silence, Xiaoling found a new topic to ease my embarrassment with her.