Green Tea Enters The Story Of Abuse [Book] Chapter 1
byChapter 1: Since I’m Here, Let’s Be Green Tea.
An Yu never expected that after pulling several all-nighters, he would wake up and find that his body was no longer his own.
Perhaps it was a dream within a dream, or maybe he was possessed.
He tried showering in cold water; it didn’t work.
He played classic Buddhist and Taoist chants; they didn’t work either.
After tossing and turning for half the night, the sky grew bright.
There was only one last resort.
He had the Original Host’s memories, and following them, he went to the garden.
It was late spring, early summer, and the sunlight was intense.
An Yu moved the lounge chair from the pavilion out into the sun and lay flat on it to bask.
He heard that intense sunlight could drive away evil.
He sunbathed until he was drowsy and his skin felt slightly hot. He opened his eyes, and the surroundings hadn’t changed.
Having exhausted all the unconventional methods he knew, An Yu gave up, looking up at the sky: “Are you messing with me?”
He didn’t transmigrate when he was poor and hungry.
He didn’t transmigrate when he was struggling to make a living.
Now that he was successful, internationally renowned, and ready to enjoy life, he transmigrated.
He hadn’t even started spending the assets he had accumulated!
Thinking of this made An Yu’s chest ache, and he felt a little dizzy.
This body seemed malnourished.
Taking care of his body was paramount, so An Yu simply closed his eyes for a nap.
Half-asleep, the lounge chair suddenly shook violently—someone had kicked it.
An Yu lifted his eyelids, his beautiful, sleepy-looking peach blossom eyes misted with moisture.
His skin was extremely fair, making him look delicate and fresh in the sunlight, like a dewdrop on a branch.
An Shi was momentarily stunned. He raised his chin slightly: “You know you wronged me, so you couldn’t sleep?”
An Yu recognized this as An Shi, the Original Host’s older brother.
He also knew that An Shi was one of the protagonists of this world.
An Yu had been an actor in his previous life, and later invested in some film and television dramas, even stockpiling the film rights to a batch of novels.
Stockpiling novel rights required sifting through sand to find gold.
Because of this, he had read a Sweet Romance Novel whose protagonist was named An Shi.
An Shi had a younger brother named An Yu, who was the Short-Lived Cannon Fodder in the novel.
Coincidentally, the Original Host was also named An Yu.
The reason An Yu had desperately tried to dispel the “evil” earlier, believing it was a dream, was because the Original Host’s memories aligned perfectly with the Sweet Romance Novel about An Shi that he had read.
Transmigration was already unbelievable enough; transmigrating into the world of a book was even more ridiculous.
But no matter how ridiculous it was, it seemed he had to live this life now.
An Yu had seen many shameless people in his previous life. An Shi’s level wasn’t particularly high.
He stated the facts plainly: “You agreed to the marriage with the Xing Family and then backed out, wanting to use me to fill the gap. I don’t agree, and that means I wronged you?”
Some words are easy to say but harsh to hear.
An Shi’s face immediately flushed with heat.
But…
He was doing this out of kindness.
Although Substitute Marriage didn’t sound good, Xing Zhan was such an unattainable person that countless people coveted him.
If he was willing to give Xing Zhan to An Yu, An Yu should be burning high incense in gratitude.
If An Ming hadn’t been underage, would An Yu even be worthy?
As for himself, he already had someone he loved.
In the future, they would all have good outcomes, and everyone would be happy.
As he thought this, An Shi gradually straightened his back: “I am doing this for your own good, don’t be ungrateful!”
The Original Host was an honest person, always devoted to his family, and clumsy with words.
Last night, An Shi ordered the Original Host to marry Xing Zhan in his place.
The Original Host dared to refuse, but afterward, he worried that An Shi would be unhappy and complain to their parents. At the same time, he was saddened that An Shi usually ordered him around, but now even his marriage was being manipulated—it was too much bullying.
Thinking about this, and then recalling the years of parental favoritism and sibling bullying, he felt pain and confusion.
The Original Host’s memories ended there.
An Yu strongly suspected that the Original Host had died from sheer emotional suffocation.
The terrible memories made his fists clench, but since he had just arrived, it wouldn’t be good to break character.
An Yu said hesitantly, “Then should I post something on my Moments?”
An Shi: “…What?”
An Yu: “Big Brother, we shouldn’t be impulsive.”
An Shi: “…”
An Yu: “There is strength in numbers. I’ll post on my Moments saying you want to back out of the marriage and make me the substitute. If everyone says this is fine, I will agree to the substitute marriage.”
In An Yu’s previous world, same-sex relationships were not recognized.
This world, however, was different.
The Same-Sex Marriage Law had been enacted for nearly twenty years, leading to the custom of marrying and being married.
Although the An Family had assets in the tens of billions and could be considered wealthy, Xing Zhan, whom An Shi was supposed to marry, was the current head of the Xing Family.
The Xing Family had a heritage spanning centuries, with assets dozens of times greater than the An Family’s. They were a true Aristocratic Family.
The Xing Family had previously sent many betrothal gifts, and it was agreed that An Shi would live in the Xing Family residence after the marriage.
In this sense, An Shi was marrying into the Xing Family.
An Shi hadn’t expected An Yu, that blockhead, to want to publicize the Substitute Marriage.
Could such a thing be done openly?
If the Xing Family found out, would they agree?
Afraid that An Yu would actually commit such a stupid act, An Shi quickly placated him: “I was just joking, why did you take it seriously?”
An Shi coaxed An Yu a few more times, telling him not to speak carelessly, before leaving the garden.
The garden, with people constantly coming and going, was not suitable for rest. An Yu was still sleepy, so he simply returned to his bedroom.
According to the original plot, there would be a good show tonight, and he needed to rest up to watch the excitement.
As soon as the bedroom door opened, An Yu was pounced upon by a fierce, yet childish, “Meow!”
The Little Orange Cat, palm-sized, skinny, and with a notch in one ear, had its fur bristled and was yelling at him fiercely.
Was this… the Original Host’s relic?
He heard that cats and dogs were spiritual. The little fellow probably sensed he wasn’t the Original Host.
An Yu carefully explained to it: “He didn’t like it here and has left.”
After thinking for a moment, he added: “He entrusted me to take care of you.”
He wondered if the little fellow could understand.
This Little Orange Cat belonged to An Shi.
The person An Shi liked was Zhao Xiuyuan, the Protagonist Gong of the original novel.
Zhao Xiuyuan had found the Little Orange Cat, which was weak and nearly bitten to death by its mother.
He was busy with work and had no time to care for it.
An Shi volunteered to adopt it.
He didn’t actually like cats. He brought the cat home and immediately dumped it on the servants, never asking about it.
Since the master didn’t care, the servants followed suit and often forgot to feed the kitten.
The Original Host secretly looked after it, preventing the kitten from starving to death.
Not long ago, An Shi had a fight with Zhao Xiuyuan and, in a fit of pique, agreed to the marriage with the Xing Family and ordered the cat to be thrown out.
The Original Host secretly went to look for it but couldn’t find it.
One day, the cat was suddenly brought back by An Shi, covered in wounds and painfully thin.
The Original Host was heartbroken and hoped An Shi would marry quickly so he could legitimately raise the cat.
The Original Host didn’t dare ask for the cat directly.
In this family, only things that the eldest, An Shi, or the third, An Ming, didn’t want might be “his turn.”
It was always “his turn.”
If he ever asked for something, he would definitely be refused.
Among the three An brothers, An Shi was the Eldest Young Master, and An Ming was the Young Master.
The Original Host was the second child, living like a servant from the old days.
He always believed that his parents hated him because his birth brought disaster, causing the deaths of many people—he was a Calamity Star.
Carrying this guilt, the Original Host endured everything, eventually agreeing to the Substitute Marriage.
The Xing Family was highly prestigious. Xing Zhan held great power, was young and handsome, and was the unattainable bright moon in many people’s hearts.
No one believed An Shi would voluntarily refuse this marriage.
Everyone said the Original Host stole An Shi’s marriage and was a Vicious Green Tea with deep schemes.
The Original Host was guarded against by the Xing Family, alienated by the An Family, and despised by countless people. He died of depression in less than three years.
He died without ever knowing that he wasn’t the biological child of Father An and Mother An at all.
Nor did he know that the An Family’s vast fortune should have been his.
The year the Original Host died, An Shi and Zhao Xiuyuan achieved their happy ending. Zhao Xiuyuan was even recognized and returned to the Zong Family, an Aristocratic Family on par with the Xing Family, making An Shi incredibly prestigious.
An Yu found the cat food the Original Host had secretly hidden and offered it to the little Hachimi.
He went back to sleep.
A few seconds later, the attempt failed, and he angrily slapped the pillow: “What do you mean, Vicious Green Tea!”
An Yu was self-taught in Green Tea Arts in his previous life, tea-ing his way from an orphan in a small county to an international superstar.
He knew exactly what a green tea was like.
The Original Host was upright and treated people with sincerity, yet he bore a terrible reputation even after death.
Isn’t this just bullying an honest person?
The original novel was a smooth-sailing sweet romance for An Shi, but for the Original Host, it was an abusive tale where reputation, assets, and life itself were beyond his control.
Perhaps because he shared the Original Host’s name and appearance, An Yu felt exceptional sympathy for the Original Host’s plight, even empathizing with him.
He clenched his fist. Since he was here, he might as well let these fools who bullied the Original Host witness what true Green Tea Arts looked like.
Having made up his mind, An Yu could finally sleep soundly.
When he woke up again, it was already dusk.
He wasn’t surprised.
No one would call the Original Host for a meal.
In this house, the Original Host seemed like an invisible person, or perhaps a lonely ghost.
Because of long-term neglect, he developed a people-pleasing personality, constantly reflecting on himself. Even an unintentional frown from a servant would lead to self-doubt.
An Yu didn’t care about being ignored.
In his previous life, he was often alone. Sometimes lonely, but he enjoyed freedom more.
Later, as he grew stronger, others were afraid of not being seen by him.
A small ball of fur was curled up warmly beside him.
An Yu glanced at it and raised an eyebrow smugly.
It seemed his charm hadn’t diminished.
In his previous life, he was always favored by the elderly and small animals.
An Yu was too lazy to go out. After finding the bread the Original Host had hidden to stave off hunger, he silently scrolled through short videos.
More than an hour later, a scream rang out.
The Little Orange Cat instantly woke up.
An Yu saw its airplane ears pop out and tentatively stroked its fur: “It’s okay, Gege is here.”
The kitten didn’t dodge An Yu’s hand, and its airplane ears slowly returned to normal.
An Yu breathed a sigh of relief and praised it: “Such a good boy.”
He needed to go watch the show, so he instructed the Little Orange Cat: “I’m going to watch the excitement. I’ll be back soon.”
Little Orange Cat: “Meow?”
An Yu: “Don’t come out, lest you get caught in the crossfire.”
An Shi had hit the kitten before when he was in a bad mood.
Father An had a volatile temper and once kicked the kitten when it blocked his path.
Mother An suggested An Shi raise a purebred cat, lest outsiders laugh at their family’s lack of taste.
The Little Orange Cat was terrified of being bullied, very timid, and not affectionate. It usually played in the bushes, occasionally sneaking into the Original Host’s bedroom to ask for a pet.
This was a den of wolves and tigers, and tonight was eventful. An Yu didn’t feel safe letting it go out.
The Little Orange Cat didn’t understand what the beautiful human was saying.
It followed him, but An Yu picked it up and put it back on the bed.
An Yu kissed its head: “Be a good boy.”
The Little Orange Cat didn’t follow again. It lay at the foot of the bed, its head facing the direction of the door.
An Yu strolled over and saw countless pills scattered on the floor of An Shi’s room.
This scene was in the original novel.
An Shi had left a suicide note under Mother An’s pillow and scattered sleeping pills everywhere.
He hadn’t actually taken the pills; he was purely pretending to sleep to scare people.
After “waking up,” he would say he couldn’t bear to leave his parents and hadn’t taken many pills, so there was no need to go to the hospital.
Father An and Mother An would be terrified and would no longer force An Shi to marry Xing Zhan. However, unwilling to give up the benefits of climbing the social ladder with the Xing Family, they would order the Original Host to be the substitute bride.
At this moment, Father An was calling an ambulance. He turned around and saw An Yu at the door, instinctively scolding him: “Your brother is in a bad mood, don’t you know anything?”
An Yu: …I’m not his father.
Father An: “If he doesn’t wake up…”
An Yu: He’s not a good person anyway, so if he doesn’t wake up, he can just croak.
Unfortunately, since he was living under their roof, the truth had to be postponed.
So, let’s be green tea.
He looked confused and said, “But Big Brother is clearly awake. His eyelashes are trembling.”