Chapter 65: I’m So Scared, I Will Lose You Too

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The setting sun gradually retreated, covering the evening world with a layer of hazy mist.  

Shadows overlapped and cast onto the smooth marble floor from the plain doorway.  

Wei Qingyu was hugged from behind by Ji Xiao, held tightly in her arms.  

The peach brandy trembled slightly at the tip of her heart, full of its owner's unease and gloom.  

Wei Qingyu looked at the arm that tightly held her right arm and softly asked, "What's wrong, Ji Xiao?"

Hearing this, Ji Xiao tightened her hold on Wei Qingyu a little more. "I’m so scared, I will lose you too."  

Her round chin rested on the girl's shoulder, buried in her long, loose hair. Every word she spoke made her move slightly.  

Soft and delicate, each word pressed onto her heart.  

The scorching breath passed through the thick strands of hair and fell onto Wei Qingyu's sensitive earlobe. Her already restless heartbeat grew even faster.  

That uneasy voice carried a trace of ambiguous longing, silently declaring the importance of its owner.  

But why was it "too"?

Wei Qingyu thought of the time she’d been separated from Ji Xiao and gently stroked the back of her hand, where faint veins stood out. "Is... Qi Qi not doing well?"  

Maybe it was fear of this world's plot, or maybe possessiveness was still at play.  

Hearing the name "Qi Qi," Ji Xiao buried her face deeper into Wei Qingyu's shoulder and neck.  

Her face, cooled by the wind along the way, pressed against the warmth of her neck. After a few difficult seconds, she finally let out a soft "Mm."  

Hearing this, Wei Qingyu's heart skipped a beat.  

Even though she’d only known Qi Qi for less than a year, it still didn’t feel good.  

If she felt this way, then what about Ji Xiao, who’d known Qi Qi since middle school?  

"Ji Xiao." Wei Qingyu softly called her name, grasped her hand, and turned from her embrace to face her.

That pale hand gently stroked the uneasy face in front of her and said, "If you’re willing, you can tell me. I want to share it with you, whether it’s pain or joy."  

The wind slowly blew in from the small courtyard outside the door, lifting the hems of the girls’ skirts.  

Ji Xiao felt the warmth from Wei Qingyu’s palm, and her dim eyes trembled slightly.  

She could hear her own thumping heartbeat, and she could also hear the other person’s.  

Like unspoken feelings subtly revealed, they looked at each other with mutual understanding.  

"Miss."  

Aunt Wu's voice suddenly interrupted the two embracing at the entrance. She froze at the doorway once again, and Wei Qingyu quickly withdrew her hand from Ji Xiao’s cheek.

The warmth left her. Ji Xiao looked at Aunt Wu standing in the distance and instantly realized how bold she’d just been with Wei Qingyu.  

She pressed her lips together, then quickly forced herself to stay calm and said to Aunt Wu, "You—what’re you doing here?"  

Since things had come to this, Aunt Wu could only brace herself and continue, "Miss... dinner's ready."  

Hearing this, Ji Xiao's disturbed emotions completely faded.  

She waved a hand at Aunt Wu. "I don't want dinner tonight. Just clear mine away."

"It’s still better to eat something, Ji Xiao." Wei Qingyu, worried about Ji Xiao's health, persuaded, "You didn’t eat well at lunch today."  

Ji Xiao looked at Wei Qingyu standing beside her, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then make me a bowl of instant noodles."  

She wasn’t sure if it was because she'd been hit hard by this world today, but Ji Xiao found herself missing her original world more than usual.  

Especially the nights when she had no classes, staying in her dorm and often eating instant noodles for a late-night snack.  

But Ji Xiao didn’t expect her words to catch the two people present off guard.  

You see, since she was ten and had been kidnapped, and forced to eat instant noodles several times, she’d never touched them again.  

Ji Xiao didn’t know this. Seeing Aunt Wu not responding, she lowered her eyebrows and rolled her eyes at her. "You can't?"  

She hadn’t eaten this since coming to this world.  

Can’t they even satisfy her with this?

Aunt Wu was immediately put in a difficult spot. This thing was taboo at home, and it seemed like they’d have to go out and buy it.  

But with the Miss’ personality, if she said it like that, it was sure to lead to a scolding.  

Luckily, Wei Qingyu spoke up first. "I’ve got a few packs in my room. I’ll make it for you."  

Those were the ones she’d secretly hidden in her room after she arrived at the Ji family last year.

At that time, she was penniless, and instant noodles were the cheapest way to go.  

"Alright." Ji Xiao nodded and then walked straight to the dining room.  

Wei Qingyu followed behind and said, "Aunt Wu, you two can go ahead. I’ve got some things to talk about with Ji Xiao."  

"Yes, Miss Wei." Aunt Wu nodded slightly, waved her hand, and signaled the servants in the room to leave.  

The quiet, empty room was filled with the ticking of the clock, while only the kitchen still had a bit of warmth from the cooking.

A girl, wearing a light gray apron, was doing something at the counter. Her casually tied-up long hair added a touch of homely gentleness to her back.  

The steam floated up to the light above the dining room, swirling with the warm yellow glow that blurred Ji Xiao’s vision.  

She listened to the sizzling sound coming from the counter as she told Wei Qingyu about Qi Qi.  

Not long after her words ended, a steaming bowl of instant noodles was brought up in a small porcelain pot by Wei Qingyu.  

Wei Qingyu said, "Here, seafood instant noodles."

As her words fell, the small pot landed on the table with a crisp "thud."  

The tender, red shrimp, fried to perfection, were neatly arranged on top of the noodles, with clams spread out beside them, their shells open.  

The marinated soft-boiled egg was split in half, and the golden, runny yolk flowing out looked especially tempting.  

Ji Xiao stared at it, her eyes a bit dazed.  

If she had these ingredients back in the dorm, would she even need to eat instant noodles?

"Where did you learn this?" Ji Xiao asked curiously. 

Wei Qingyu saw the obvious improvement in Ji Xiao's mood and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. 

She gently pressed her lips together and said, "I learned this from my mom." 

Her voice was soft, but it carried a hint of quiet sorrow. 

Hearing this, Ji Xiao tightened her grip on the chopsticks and said, "Sorry... I didn't mean to."

Wei Qingyu shook her head and pushed the bowl of noodles closer to Ji Xiao, "Eat quickly. You'll feel much better after you're full and have the energy to think of a way." 

Ji Xiao nodded and began enjoying the noodles Wei Qingyu had prepared for her. 

Meanwhile, Wei Qingyu sat opposite Ji Xiao, eating as she contacted Chen Linji, wanting to ask if he could still reach out to the medical professionals her father knew before he passed. 

What she had said earlier at the entrance was not just empty words. She also wanted to do her part for Qi Qi.

She didn't want to see that expression appear on Ji Xiao's face again.

She didn't want to see Ji Xiao lose her radiance.

Halfway through the meal, Wei Qingyu put down the chopsticks in her hand and said, "Ji Xiao, my dad had a close friend, an aunt, who returned to the country last month. She's now working at the Medical University Hospital in the city. She's an authority on gland research, both domestically and internationally. Her main focus is on gland repair and healing. I think she should be able to help Qi Qi."

Hearing this, Ji Xiao seemed to remember something and quickly asked, "What's her name?"

"An Cen," Wei Qingyu replied.

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope flashed in Ji Xiao's eyes.

She had seen this person's name in the original text. This person was the doctor who later helped Wei Qingyu remove the forced mark Ji Xiao had placed on her.

Wei Qingyu's father had helped her when she was at her lowest point, and she was always grateful. After returning to the country, she did everything she could for anything related to Wei Qingyu.

Seeing Ji Xiao's thoughtful expression, Wei Qingyu asked in confusion, "Have you heard of her name?"

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Ji Xiao quickly snapped out of her thoughts, shaking her head and saying, "No, I was just thinking that when I talk to Qi Qi, I’ll have to tell her the name."

"Does that mean you agree?" Wei Qingyu was a bit surprised that Ji Xiao agreed so quickly.

She had thought Ji Xiao would hesitate for a while.

After all, she was just a fallen young lady in front of her, and whether it would succeed was still uncertain.

"Mm. I trust you."

The young girl raised her head as she spoke, and the dimness in her eyes was once again filled with light with those words.

Those golden-orange eyes, bright as jewels, cleared away the dark clouds over Wei Qingyu's heart.

Wei Qingyu blinked unnaturally and flipped her phone over onto the table. "Once I've contacted Dr. An, we'll tell Qi Qi the news."

"Okay." Ji Xiao nodded. "I’ll follow your lead."

Her eyes were smiling, her gaze firm.

The full moon climbed to the center of the sky, casting a bright, pure light over the dark night.

Ji Xiao looked at the young girl sitting across from her and made a bold decision.

She really wanted to completely change the plot.

She wanted to use Dr. An's medical skills to save Qi Qi from the fate of dying in July, as stated in the original text.

She wanted to use Qi Qi's survival as a lever to change the course of this world, rescuing everyone important to her.

The seafood aroma of the noodles in front of her filled the air, and the steam gently outlined the cool figure of the young girl across from her.

What Ji Xiao wanted more was that, in the end, she could truly be with Wei Qingyu.

….

Wei Qingyu's contact with An Cen went smoothly, just as it was said in the original text. She was always willing to help the Wei family, especially Wei Qingyu.

The fact that Qi Qi went to the hospital for treatment every week was no longer a secret. Early in the morning, Ji Xiao went to the hospital with Wei Qingyu to deliver the good news.

Spring was transitioning into summer, and the morning sunlight grew brighter.

Both of Qi Qi's two mothers had smiles on their faces that couldn't be hidden.

Qiao Ni still couldn't believe such good news and asked repeatedly, "Senior Qingyu, Senior Ji Xiao, is this true?"

Wei Qingyu sent the contact information to the people in the hospital room and said, “It is true. This is her contact information. Auntie, you can contact her directly. We have already informed her. You can go for a check-up at any time.”  

Qi Qi’s mother looked at the string of numbers on the screen as if she had seen hope. “We know that Dr. An Cen is a top expert in gland-related fields. But in the past few years, she has been abroad. Not long ago, when we learned that she had returned to the country this year, we also tried to find someone to contact her, but we could not reach her. Now that we can, thank you so much, Qingyu.”  

Wei Qingyu shook her head lightly. “It’s nothing, Auntie.”

Ji Xiao held Qi Qi's hand and said, "You heard that, right? Don’t let us down."  

"I will definitely undergo treatment properly." Qi Qi nodded, her expression more vibrant than it had been in days.  

Given the chance to live, who would choose a hopeless death?  

Ji Xiao, feeling quite emotional, gently rubbed the back of Qi Qi's hand. Looking at the sunlight-filled hospital room and the joy on the aunties' faces, she suggested, "Since this is such a happy occasion, I'll go to the vending machine and get us some drinks to celebrate."  

"Alright," Qi Qi nodded, "but I can only drink soy milk."  

"Got it."

As Ji Xiao spoke, she brought her index and middle fingers together and tapped her temple, just like she always did. Then, with a light step, she walked out of the hospital room.  

The vending machine was in the rest area near the stairwell, a place where few people passed by in the early morning.  

In the quiet hallway, the sound of a girl's footsteps gradually approached.  

Ji Xiao had just taken out the last bottle of drink from the vending machine when the colorful rotating lights of the machine were suddenly blocked by someone.

A massive figure descended squarely onto Ji Xiao, casting an oppressive presence that enveloped her.

Just as Ji Xiao was about to look up and say something, her gaze met the man's pitch-black eyes.

In the spring morning, the cold wind was rampant.

The cool breeze pouring in from the end of the corridor lifted Ji Xiao's skirt.

Chen Linji stood before Ji Xiao, wearing a heavy black long coat.

The lines on his face, marked by deep wrinkles, showed a depth of calculation and caution, making it hard to read his expression.