All Chapters of The Flaming Lips: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Chapter 41: Chapter Forty-One: It's Okay to Come Back Later

Returning to the room, Ken Sheridan saw me come back with instant noodles and hurriedly went to boil a pot of water.Trista Fowler, one hand resting on the sofa, teased lazily, "You were gone for less than twenty minutes, and look how worried your brother got. What would he do if you really left?"I nervously glanced at Stan Wallace, put down the items, and went to take a shower in the bathroom.When I came out, the living room was filled with bottles of various colored drinks. The three of them were slurping their noodles, biting into sausages, and chugging beers.Ken Sheridan looked like he was almost done eating. He took off his glasses, wiped his face, and clicked his tongue, saying, "Brother Zhun, give me a cigarette."He then reached out to Stan Wallace.I was taken aback. Had Ken Sheridan had too much to drink? Stan Wallace never smoked; he always smelled fresh and clean.As I thought this, I saw Stan Wallace lightly push away Ken Sheridan's hand."He's been off cigarett

Chapter 42: Chapter Forty-Two: Sister, Your Brother's Hands Hurt Again

Not allowing me to get close to Harley Gunther was because he thought Harley Gunther was unsafe and not trustworthy. On the contrary, Jiao Siyu was the complete opposite.Stan Wallace acted like a head of the family, vetting my romantic interests. If he deemed someone unsuitable, he would order me to stay away; if he found a "good match"—someone with a good background, solid prospects, and ambition—he would push me towards them.He really is... an impeccable big brother, isn't he?...There was a café outside the residential area. Jiao Siyu ordered a caramel latte for me and an Americano for himself.Before speaking, he took a big sip through the straw, his eyebrows and eyes scrunching together from the bitterness.I touched the condensation on the side of my cup, clearly seeing his weariness and anxiety, but I couldn't empathize with his pain.I had my own pain."Gloria Kit, you said you have someone you like..." Jiao Siyu hesitated, taking a deep breath before asking, "Can I

Chapter 43: Chapter Forty-Three: A Secret

Given my low starting point, Stan Wallace decided to teach me how to cook noodles.He started by heating the oil in the pan. He explained everything from frying an egg—how it should look before flipping, adding water, putting in the noodles, seasoning with salt and scallions, to how long to cook it. After explaining, he stood by and watched me do it.His phone occasionally beeped, and he would reply to messages while talking to me."There shouldn't be any water in the pan; otherwise, the hot oil will splatter."At that moment, his phone beeped again, and a slow smile spread across his face as he looked at the screen.When it was time to flip the egg, I absentmindedly put the spatula into the pan, only to have Stan Wallace grab my wrist to stop me."Be careful, there's still water on the spatula."He didn't even look at me when he said this. I pursed my lips and wiped the spatula dry with a clean cloth, "Oh.""Pour the water along the edge of the pan slowly, and add the scallion

Chapter 44: Household Investigation?

Once, I couldn't sleep soundly at the Wallace household; recently, it seems like I'm making up for all the lost sleep from those three years.Even with a mind full of worries, as long as I lay beside Stan Wallace and held onto his shirt, I felt as if I had been drugged, ready to sleep endlessly.Hearing the slight rustle of someone turning over, my instinct kicked in faster than my drowsy thoughts. I reached out blindly, grabbing whatever I could, curling up and snuggling closer. When I touched his body, I pretended to scoot back an inch, trying to be polite while still clinging to him.This kind of behavior, which goes beyond the bounds of propriety, is related to the secret between me and Xiao Siji. It's like evidence, making me sure that when Stan Wallace said he didn't dislike me on that drunken night, he wasn't just saying it to placate me."Brother," I croaked, trying to stop him. "I promised to make you breakfast today. I'll get up first."This was already the fourth day I

Chapter 45: Chapter Forty-Five: They Will Not Spare Me

Jiao Siyu swallowed the rice in his mouth, placed his chopsticks on the edge of the bowl, and looked into Stan Wallace's eyes as he replied, "My dad is in real estate development, and my mom is a fashion designer with her own clothing brand.""Where did you apply for university?" Stan Wallace asked, putting an oily stick in his mouth and lifting his chin, "Talk while eating.""Okay." Jiao Siyu flashed a brilliant smile, just like Florence Bobby, dazzling to the point that it hurt one's eyes.I had never told Jiao Siyu where I applied, so I was a bit surprised that the school he chose was not far from mine, both located in those picturesque southern cities.Stan Wallace glanced at me indifferently, and the middle finger of his hand resting on the table gently pushed against his index finger.The two of them, one asking questions like a census taker, the other answering every detail, probably didn't even notice when I left the table.When I changed into my going-out clothes, I hear

Chapter 46: Chapter Forty-Six: A Half-Brother from Different Parents

Stan Wallace had never gotten into a fight at school. He was very popular, and both boys and girls enjoyed being friends with him. I guess no one would want to get into a fight with him.Jiao Siyu must have been referring to after graduation. I guessed it had something to do with Harley Gunther."Have you seen it?" I asked.Jiao Siyu touched his right cheek, looking somewhat helpless, "More than just seeing it."Before I could ask more, he had already parked the car and gestured for me to get out.Through the windshield, I saw two familiar figures in front of the outpatient building—two people I never would have thought to connect: Xiao Siji and Judy Richardson.The flirtatious brother and my classmate.I quickly got out of the car without rudely rushing over to ask what their relationship was. Instead, I sent Jiao Siyu away and secretly followed them for a while. Then, I saw them both enter the obstetrics and gynecology department one after another.This scene left me distract

Chapter 47: Chapter Forty-Seven: The Group Photo

As the start of the school year approached, Trista Fowler and Ken Sheridan, both pivotal figures at their school, had to return early.This meal was a farewell for the two of them."Leaving? Then, doesn't that mean..."I hesitated, realizing that not being good at socializing often led me to bring up awkward topics.Judy Richardson had applied to a local university; she had no intention of leaving this city. I found her decision somewhat strange. After all, at eighteen, with rebellion just around the corner, everyone was desperately seeking freedom, and for this age group, freedom meant getting away from parents."What's the big deal? I have free time and can come back to see Jia anytime," Trista Fowler said, flashing his dimples and affectionately tugging on Judy Richardson's earlobe. "As long as she misses me."Judy Richardson pulled away, laughing softly, "Stop it, it tickles."Trista Fowler smiled and popped a peanut into his mouth, "When you go to college, your brother will

Chapter 48: Chapter Forty-Eight: Brother, How Much Alcohol Does It Take to Get You Drunk?

Probably due to the headache medicine, I was already asleep by the time Uncle and Aunt returned, leaning against Alma's bed.When Aunt woke me up, I glanced at my phone; it was already 2:30 AM. Stan Wallace had sent a Whatsapp message at 11:43 PM, saying that Trista Fowler and the others had left.Aside from Stan Wallace's message, I received two more texts, the contact labeled as "Mom."She must have been worried about me being with Stan Wallace, so she chose to harass me with text messages rather than calling, in a considerate and thorough manner.Putting away my phone, I temporarily ignored those messages.The aunt of this family is a gentle and beautiful woman, who has recently become visibly worn out, with sunken eye sockets from all the stress.As she saw me off, she occasionally chatted with me, and today was no different. She leaned tiredly against the door and said, "The house has been sold. We will be moving in a few days, which should make things easier for me."Their

Chapter 49: Chapter Forty-Nine: Returning to the Yu Family

Every day after that, Jiao Siyu would come, bringing all sorts of breakfasts, and Stan Wallace never refused.Later on, he simply stopped making breakfast. At the appointed time, he would just stand with his arms crossed, watching the door, or leave it wide open, letting Jiao Siyu come and go as he pleased.He really welcomed Jiao Siyu."Brother, do you like him?"I had the urge to ask this question several times, but I was still quite afraid of Stan Wallace.This fear was hard to explain; I just didn't want him to glare at me or frown."Sorry, I'm a bit late today." I admired Jiao Siyu's sense of style. He changed his clothes every day, and even his shoes were never the same.Stan Wallace had a meeting this morning and was already running late. He grabbed a bun from Jiao Siyu and left without another word.In the past, he wasn't so particular about breakfast, but now it seemed he wanted to see Jiao Siyu every day, only leaving after he arrived.He definitely liked him."Take

Chapter 50: Fifty: A Lamb in the Tiger's Maw

The room was left with just me and Randolph Wallace. The smell of smoke in the air seemed to have intensified, making it feel stuffy. My stomach began to churn uncontrollably again."Enough, don't blame your mother. She's suffered a lot over the years, and she's practically lost her mind. Don't hold it against her," Randolph Wallace said, rising from the sofa and slowly approaching me.I swallowed hard, staring intently at him. "You used my mother and Stan Wallace to threaten me into coming back. What exactly do you want from me?"Like a lamb walking into a tiger's den, Randolph Wallace appeared completely relaxed. He started unbuttoning his shirt. "I've been so good to you. What do you think I want? Do I really need to spell it out for you? Do you like this kind of play?"His voice was as dirty and greasy as the oil on an exhaust hood that hasn't been cleaned in ages.I took a half step back. "Do you want to sleep with me?"Randolph Wallace seemed surprised by my directness, his

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