After starting high school, my mom gave me a monthly allowance of $50,000. My desk mate was green with envy and engineered a soul swap with me. She excitedly ran towards the luxury limo: "Woohoo! The rich mom is mine now!" I silently shouldered her tattered backpack, hopped onto her mom's little electric scooter, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Great, I finally escaped my mom. 1 Before school let out, Chloe handed me a cup of boba tea: "This is the first time I'm treating you. I saved up for half a month to buy the most expensive one, please don't turn it down." I hesitated for a moment, but eventually took it politely and took two symbolic sips. It was strawberry, my favorite flavor: "Thanks, it's delicious." As soon as I finished speaking, a white light flashed before my eyes. When I opened them again, I was shocked to find that I had swapped souls with Chloe. "Chloe, you..." "Shh, you are Chloe now. From today on, I am Summer. The rich mom is mine!" 2 Looking at the excited Chloe, I suddenly understood. Not long ago, she borrowed money from me to buy boba tea and accidentally saw my seven-figure balance. She was so shocked she counted the digits several times. "Summer, how do you have so much money?" "My mom gives me $50,000 a month. I just saved it up." "Your mom... is so rich. What does she do?" "She runs a few companies." "Wow, that's amazing! You're so lucky!" Chloe complained while drinking her tea. "My mom is a stay-at-home mom and she's stingy as hell. She only gives me $15 for lunch every day. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to borrow money from you." I listened quietly, swallowing as I looked at the boba tea in Chloe's hand. Actually, I envied her too. Because after I turned ten, I never drank boba tea again, nor did I ever taste happiness. 3 After that day, Chloe often told me she was fed up with her mom and wanted to be my mom's daughter. I thought she was just saying it on a whim. I didn't expect her to actually swap souls with me to steal my mom. "Summer, accept your fate. You and I will never swap back in this lifetime." While I was distracted, Chloe drank all the drugged boba tea in her hand and ran towards the black luxury van that came to pick me up every day after school. Watching her cheerful retreating figure, I slowly put on her old backpack, found her mom's electric scooter in the crowd, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Great, I finally escaped my mom. 4 "Chloe, did something good happen today?" Chloe's mom handed me a helmet. She wasn't wearing makeup, wore a pair of dirty slippers and a black jacket. She looked a bit thin and her complexion wasn't great, but her eyes were incredibly gentle when she looked at me. "Yeah, a difficult problem I couldn't solve before suddenly got solved." I answered while trying to put on the helmet. Being unfamiliar with it, I got the strap stuck inside. Seeing this, Chloe's mom immediately parked the scooter and helped me put the helmet on properly. Instead of scolding me, she affectionately pinched the tip of my nose: "You're acting like a little kid. Sit tight now." I obediently sat on the electric scooter. The tip of my nose, where Chloe's mom had touched, suddenly felt a bit tingly. From the age of ten, I started living alone. My mom was very busy, flying all over the world. She never picked me up or dropped me off at school, nor did she allow me to waste time acting spoiled with her. We hadn't touched each other in a long time. Our communication was like boss and employee: she gave orders, I executed them. If I did well, she transferred money; if I did poorly, there would be punishment. Thinking of the various punishments I had experienced, I suddenly shivered. The fear engraved in my bones instantly spread throughout my body. I quickly comforted myself in my heart: Don't be afraid, you are Chloe now, not Summer. You won't die. 5 Returning to Chloe's home, it was even smaller than I imagined. The living room was a bit messy, with children's picture books and toys piled on the sofa. Right, Chloe mentioned she had a younger sister who was not yet three years old. "Chloe, are you still angry with Mom?" Chloe's mom took out a shoe box and put it on the coffee table: "Mom saved up and bought you the shoes you liked. Look, are these the right ones?" I opened the shoe box. Inside was a pair of fake Loro Piana shoes. I was certain they were fake because just last week, my mom bought me a real pair and required me to wear them to school on the 15th of every month. Although I didn't like those shoes at all, I numbly obeyed her order and wore the Loro Pianas to school on the 15th. Chloe noticed the new shoes, specifically checked the price, and then sulked for a whole day. "Chloe, did Mom buy the wrong ones?" Chloe's mom's gentle and cautious inquiry pulled me back to reality. Looking at her expectant eyes, a warmth surged in my heart: "No, it's just that my classmate has these shoes too. Can I choose another pair?" "Of course. Here's the phone. Add the ones you like to the shopping cart. Mom is going to pick up your sister from the neighbor's house first." Chloe's mom handed me the phone and turned to leave the house. It turned out she had to leave her younger daughter with a neighbor every day to free herself up to pick up her older daughter. But a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl could have taken the bus to and from school by herself long ago. She didn't actually need to pick her up every day. Was it to save the $4 bus fare? I stared at her phone. It was an old model from three years ago, with two cracks on the screen. Both the wallpaper and lock screen were photos of Chloe and her sister together. It was evident that Chloe's mom was very frugal and loved her two children very much. It's so good. Such a good mother is mine from now on. 6 Because I chose a cheap pair of shoes and patiently read picture books with my sister, Chloe's mom specially made a large plate of sweet and sour pork to reward me. That night, for the first time, I ate according to my own preferences, picking whatever I wanted and eating as much as I wanted, instead of eating at fixed times and quantities according to my mom's requirements. Those nutritional meals and body-shaping meals that spanned my entire adolescence were perfect but also cold. The sweet shrimp air-freighted directly from Argentina lacked a trace of motherly warmth, far inferior to the dishes carefully cooked by Chloe's mom in my bowl. "Chloe, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" "No, it's just that the sweet and sour pork Mom made is so delicious, I can't bear to eat it." "Silly girl, if you like it, eat more. Mom will make it for you again tomorrow." Saying that, she put all the sweet and sour pork from the plate into my bowl, not leaving a single piece for herself. My eyes felt a bit sour. The broken bones and emotions in my body suddenly began to heal bit by bit. So being loved by a mother feels like this... Like a spring breeze, like the warm sun in winter. But just when I thought I would slowly pull myself out of hell in this warm family, Chloe's mom got into a big fight with her husband because of me. 7 Two in the morning. The sound of the door lock turning came from the living room. Chloe's mom got out of bed quietly. I was a light sleeper and woke up in a daze, just in time to hear the man's roar from outside the door: "She's a girl, isn't $15 enough for a meal? Why increase the food allowance?" "Chloe loves meat. Now a meat dish costs seven or eight dollars alone. Sometimes she buys stationery or something, it really isn't enough." "If she spends so much, she might as well stop studying and go sell herself sooner!" The room fell silent, and my heart pounded. Go sell herself sooner... he couldn't mean that, right? I couldn't believe a father could say such vicious words. "Husband, three years ago, you asked me to quit my job to have a second child. You agreed to give $5,000 a month for household expenses. Two years ago, you said the pressure was high and reduced it to $3,500. This year, you only give me $2,000 a month. Then make up the $3,500, and I'll increase our daughter's food allowance." "Bang!" It sounded like a vase breaking. Chloe's dad exploded: "You three females only know how to ask for money all day long! You can't even give birth to a son, why should I spend $3,500 to support you? With $3,500, I could raise a chicken outside and it would still lay eggs!" Another suffocating silence. I thought that after being humiliated like this by her husband, Chloe's mom would definitely propose a divorce. But she said nothing, just returned to the room in disappointment. I quickly closed my eyes. She didn't notice I was pretending to sleep. She tucked me in, sat beside me, and wept silently. At that moment, I suddenly understood why Chloe wished she had a rich mother so much. 8 In the morning, Chloe's mom apologetically told me that the neighbor had something to do and couldn't help watch my sister, so I had to take the bus to school myself. "Mom transferred $24 to your WeChat. $4 for the fare, $20 for lunch." "Wasn't it $15..." Last night, Chloe's dad clearly refused to increase the food allowance. "You are still growing, you can't skimp on food money. An extra $5 a day is only $130 more a month. Mom will add it for you." Chloe's mom touched my face: "Chloe, don't mistreat yourself at school. Buy whatever you want to eat." The thin calluses on her fingertips gently rubbed against my skin, a little ticklish and a little painful. I couldn't help but hug her: "Thank you, Mom." Chloe's mom clearly paused. She gently patted my back and muttered: "You child, it's like you've changed into a different person." I instantly sobered up. I didn't expect her to notice the anomaly so quickly. I ran out of the house as if escaping, taking out the phone I hadn't taken out at home yesterday. Unlocking the screen with my fingerprint, Chloe's messages popped up one after another. 9 [The etiquette teachers just praised me, saying I've improved a lot compared to before.] [I got three A's in oral English class. If it were you, would you get none?] [The psychology teacher is so cute, hahaha. She actually seriously advised me to feel the sunshine more. My life is so happy, even if it rains every day, it won't get me wet.] [Hehe, did you know? The butler just reported to Mom that I successfully completed all the goals for Tuesday. My mom was very satisfied and casually bought me a haute couture dress.] Haute couture? What's there to be happy about? There were more than ten haute couture dresses in the cloakroom. Those expensive and luxurious clothes were not as comfortable as school uniforms to me. Because once I put on those haute couture dresses, my name became "President Su's Daughter." In those suffocating occasions, even my emotions and expressions didn't belong to me. "Chloe, your mom can't take you to school again today?" Jasmine from the next class called out to me. Her sympathetic voice pulled me out of bad memories. I paused slightly and smiled at her: "Yeah, Mom has to take care of my sister." Jasmine tilted her head and naturally took my arm to walk together: "Why aren't you angry today? Didn't you hate your sister?" Hate my sister? Chloe's sister was like a soft little dumpling. When she blinked her big eyes and called me "sister" in a milky voice, my heart melted. Why would Chloe hate her? Was it because of money again? 10 Sitting on the bus, I continued reading the messages sent by Chloe. [Mom is returning to the country next week. I'll tell her then that I want to go back to a private school and then study abroad.] [Desk mates for three years, we are somewhat fated. As long as you keep my high school experiences a secret for me, I can give you a hush money before I leave.] In the early morning, she sent a photo of the brilliant night view outside the bedroom's floor-to-ceiling window: [Envious? Chloe, this is the top floor of a mansion you will never reach, and a life you will never have.] The last two messages were from five minutes ago: [Princess transferred $100 to you.] [Chloe, just saw you waiting for the bus. Your mom left you alone for your sister again, right? So pitiful. Take a taxi to school quickly. I'll wait for you in the classroom.] I clicked to receive the money and turned off the screen. It seemed Chloe adapted very well to the identity of "Summer." She could accept those tasteless nutritional meals, accept the tense and oppressive three-on-one tutoring sessions, and accept the empty home without any relatives or vitality. She was simply the perfect daughter tailored for my mom. My mom always wanted a daughter who obeyed her instructions precisely like a robot. Seeing Chloe's performance yesterday, she must finally be satisfied. Wait... I suddenly realized something and gripped the phone tightly, but my palms still sweated from fear. Chloe made three fatal mistakes!
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