Chapter 74: Do You Believe I’ll Deal With You Right Now?

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The heavy rain outside the window slowly calmed down in the middle of the night, and the night also slowly became peaceful.  

The villa area had gone to sleep early. Only the light on the right side of the second floor of that white little Western-style house was still flickering in the wind and rain.  

Diaries were piled up by the bed. Ji Xiao sat on the bed with her legs crossed like she was reading a biography. She started reading from the first day written in the diary by the original owner and kept reading until the day before she transmigrated.  

Actually, the original owner did not write many diaries. She also didn’t write every day.  

Especially during junior high school when she hadn’t met Wei Qingyu yet, the entries were even fewer.

It was like all the days the original owner wanted to write down had something to do with Wei Qingyu.  

All the feelings in her heart also followed Wei Qingyu.

Ji Xiao leaned against the soft pillow at the head of the bed and looked at the messy handwriting on the paper.  

She connected the clues she had found in this past year with the contents of the original owner's diary and sorted out all the messy things that had happened to her over these years.

Ji Qingyun, who came from a poor family, and Wei Lindong, who already had a high status in his family back then, were college roommates.  

They slept on upper and lower bunks and were good brothers.

At one school dance, Ji Qingyun met Xiao Yu, who was Xu Manlin's friend, and later they became lovers, then husband and wife.

The deep friendship between these four people had already been formed since that time.

Later, they got married and had kids. The relationship between the two families became even deeper.  

However, because of Ji Qingyun’s pheromones, Xiao Yu's body was harmed after giving birth to the original owner. She had been resting in the small annex building ever since.  

Ji Qingyun kept trying to find ways to cure Xiao Yu. Even if he had to spend all his money, he still wanted her to live.  

But things didn’t go as he wished. Xiao Yu still didn’t make it to the original owner’s first birthday. She passed away on her own birthday.  

Ji Qingyun was heartbroken. He transferred all his love for his late wife onto the fruit of their love. He treated the original owner as his most precious treasure.

The Wei family also did everything they could to help Ji Qingyun.  

Back then, the Ji family had no name in the upper-class circle. It was only from that time on that they started growing fast and getting stronger.  

There were lots of pretty girls around Ji Qingyun. Everyone thought he had already walked out of the pain of losing his wife.  

But something unexpected happened.  

—When the original owner was ten years old, she and little Wei Qingyu were kidnapped.  

It’s hard to say if this was fate playing tricks.  

After losing his wife, Ji Qingyun almost had to suffer the pain of losing his daughter too. That completely twisted his mind.  

Maybe it was jealousy. Maybe it was wanting something he could not get.

He looked at his good friend’s happy family and successful career, and a rebellious heart grew deep inside him.  

Even his most beloved daughter was forced to cut off contact with little Wei Qingyu.

[My body still hurts, and Dad doesn't look happy. Did I do something wrong? Shouldn't I have protected Qingyu?]  

[Today I was discharged from the hospital, but the figurine Wei Qingyu gave me that Dad brought to me has a broken head. Maybe Dad is right. Was she really just using me?]

….

Ji Xiao looked at the childish handwriting in the diary and deeply felt the original owner's struggle and self-doubt.  

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She watched as the original owner began to deny her own sense of justice, started to doubt if the Wei family really treated her well, began to listen to Ji Qingyun's words, thinking only of herself, and stopped caring about others' feelings.  

Ji Qingyun wrapped the original owner tightly with his twisted love, even cutting off the only connection she had with the outside world — Wei Qingyu.  

So, it wasn't just Ji Qingyun who was twisted; the original owner was too.  

"Ai..."  

Ji Xiao sighed and curled back into her blanket.

She looked at the diary entries from the original owner after she reunited with Wei Qingyu in high school. Every day, after the record, there would be a small sentence.  

Sometimes it was complaining that she was terribly thin, sometimes saying she was first in the entire grade again.  

Like a perverted voyeur, she recorded everything she saw of Wei Qingyu every day.  

Ji Xiao thought that the original owner actually cared a lot about Wei Qingyu, but because of Ji Qingyun’s brainwashing, she desperately denied and ignored her true feelings.  

So, after Wei Qingyu's family was destroyed, every time the original owner felt pity for Wei Qingyu, it would turn into unbearable violence.  

Abuse became the only way for her to "coexist peacefully" with Wei Qingyu.

Ji Xiao seemed to understand why this room was filled with all kinds of dolls and figurines.  

The characters from another world seemed to be the only things that could give the original owner a sense of safety.  

But as the emptiness in her heart grew bigger, even though her room was eventually filled with nothing but dolls and figurines, they no longer provided her with peace.  

The original owner was just a sixteen-year-old child. She had already been crying out for help, struggling with her inner turmoil, but the adults still turned a blind eye.  

Ji Xiao looked at the latest diary, her thoughts complicated.  

Should a twisted, spoiled child like her be pitied, or should she be condemned?

She thought that this might be the reason why she wanted to become a teacher.  

Teaching comes after, but raising people comes first.  

Even if it took a lot of hard work, she still wanted to guide kids like the original owner back to the kind and beautiful version of themselves.  

Thinking this, Ji Xiao sorted out her feelings and tidied up the diaries spread out on the bed, planning to put them back and hide them again.  

But just as she stood a few of the diaries up and placed them inside, a crumpled piece of diary paper fell out from the cover of one of the books.  

It had been wrinkled and stuffed back in.

[October 11, 2732 Clear  

Changed my profile picture. That bastard sitting in front of me cannot draw well, but it kind of looks like how she did when she was little.]

Ji Xiao looked at this line of messy handwriting and finally realized— the profile picture the original owner had used for four years was drawn to look like Wei Qingyu.

That arrogant and twisted child had hidden the last bit of her gentleness in a place no one would ever notice—on her profile picture.

Ji Xiao felt a little sigh escape her chest, and for some reason, a strange jealousy too.

She put the wrinkled piece of paper back into the diary, and memories from the original owner’s writings about their childhood began to surface in her mind— memories that she herself had never shared with Wei Qingyu.

The room was quiet.  

Rain tapped softly against the window frame outside—pat, pat, pat.

Ji Xiao looked into the mirror at herself, as if looking at the original owner who no longer lived in this body.

What you couldn’t cherish, let me cherish it well in your place.

….

The scorching sun was baking the earth, and the cicadas’ cries once again filled the entire summer.

The peonies in front of the hospital’s inpatient wing had bloomed wave after wave, while the wisteria hung low from the trellis, its faint fragrance drifting in the air with no one passing by.

“Bang.”

In the stillness of the morning, a sudden thud broke the silence.

Qi Qi was still eating an apple when the forceful sound of the door opening startled her.

She looked toward the doorway with some irritation, only to see Ji Xiao, who had just finished her final exams, carrying a box and looking slightly out of breath.

"Sister Xiao, I just finished my last surgery. Are you trying to scare me to death?" Qi Qi complained.

"As long as these things are too heavy," Ji Xiao said as she walked into the room.

"It’s just some papers for folding stars, how heavy can it be?"

Qi Qi didn’t think much of it, but when Ji Xiao dropped the box onto her bed, she froze. "Wow, did you put bricks in here?"

Ji Xiao gave Qi Qi an unhappy glance, then opened the box and took out a beautiful spherical jar. "Here, I had these crystal jars custom-made for us. Double-layered, with light-passing effects. The stopper is made from the best oak, moisture-proof, waterproof, and insect-proof."

"Wow, you really went all out just for your end-of-month confession," Qi Qi said as she took the jar from Ji Xiao and gave it a shake. "Looks like I get to enjoy some benefits thanks to you."

"If it weren't for the fact that you're also confessing to Qiao Ni, I wouldn't have custom-made one for you too." Ji Xiao said in a deliberately proud tone and tapped Qi Qi on the head. "I used money from my research fund to make this for you, so you'd better not let me down."

"Of course." Qi Qi said as she took out the long strips of paper Ji Xiao had prepared for folding lucky stars.

Then she rubbed the paper in her hands, looking a little embarrassed as she raised her head to look at Ji Xiao. "Sister Xiao, I might have one more thing to trouble you with."

Ji Xiao said, "What?"

"It’s just that Qiao Ni’s birthday is this week, and I want to take her to that water park she’s always wanted to visit…"  

Qi Qi spoke a little vaguely, but Ji Xiao understood right away. "You want me to help sneak you out of the hospital?"  

Qi Qi nodded and added, "That way, Sister Xiao, you can use it as an excuse to get Wei Qingyu to help me, and then you can spend the whole day with her too."  

The suggestion was definitely tempting, but Qi Qi’s health was a bigger concern.  

Ji Xiao hesitated for a moment and asked, "You only finished your last surgery not even half a month ago. Is your body okay? I thought your wound isn’t supposed to get wet?"  

"Don’t worry about that. My wound is small and it’s almost fully healed now. Besides, I’ll wear a waterproof ring for the back of my neck when the time comes."

As Qi Qi spoke, she was afraid Ji Xiao would not believe her, so she lowered her head and took the initiative to uncover the bandage at the back of her neck.  

That translucent gland was slightly raised, with a small flesh-colored scar where new tender skin had grown. Under the light, it looked especially healthy.  

Ji Xiao examined it carefully before she finally felt at ease and agreed, "Alright then. I will go talk with Wei Qingyu and set a time."  

"Sister Xiao, you’re the best!" Qi Qi said as she threw herself forward and gave Ji Xiao a big hug. A faint scent of roses settled on the girl’s shoulder.  

Two Alphas doing something like this really was a bit too corny.

Even though Ji Xiao felt happy inside, she still pushed Qi Qi away in disgust. “Alright, hurry up and fold the stars. You’re even more pressed for time than I am.”

Qi Qi kept sitting cross-legged without hurrying, teasing as she looked at Ji Xiao who sat nearby. “I’m not in a rush. It’s not like I’m the one who’s giving someone a whole jar of stars on their birthday.”

Ji Xiao’s cheeks flushed at Qi Qi’s words. She pointed at her with feigned annoyance. “If you tease me again, I’ll take the jar back and use it to raise fish!”

But as Ji Xiao lifted her hand like that, the smile in Qi Qi’s eyes only brightened even more.

While Ji Xiao wasn’t paying attention, Qi Qi snatched the strip of paper from her hand. Looking at the dense little words on it, she laughed. “Hey, Sister Xiao, why are there words on your star paper?”

Ji Xiao saw her hand was empty and instantly panicked.

Those were love confessions she’d found and rewritten online over the past few days—sappy to the extreme, all written late at night for Wei Qingyu.

If Qi Qi saw them, they’d definitely become her favorite lines for teasing in the future!

“I clearly don’t want to give up the chance for us to be friends, but I…”

Just as she thought that, Qi Qi’s voice rang out.

Ji Xiao’s face turned even redder. She quickly reached out to snatch it back while shouting, “Don’t read it, Qi Qi!”

But how could Qi Qi give in so easily? She hid the long strip of paper behind her back and jumped off the bed. “Sister Xiao, you can’t be so mean to a sick patient like me.”

“Sick? You’re asking me to sneak you out of the hospital, and you’re still calling yourself sick?” Ji Xiao shot back as she leaped over Qi Qi’s bed and gave chase.

The midday sunlight shone squarely into the hospital room, lighting up all the mess inside.

The two Alphas tangled and dodged around the narrow bed. In the scuffle, the blanket ended up on the floor, dragging down a few of Qi Qi’s clothes from the foot of the bed with it.

Finally, Qi Qi slipped up.

Ji Xiao took the chance and locked down her wrist.

She pinned Qi Qi’s hand—still clutching the strip of paper—against the wall near the door, casting a sidelong glance at the defeated girl before her.

“Do you know what you did wrong? Are you going to say it again? Do you believe I’ll deal with you right now?” Ji Xiao’s competitive Alpha nature was stirred by their chase earlier. She looked down at Qi Qi with a smug expression, her voice still carrying the remnants of heavy breathing.

Qi Qi, also an Alpha, wasn’t one to give in. Even though she was pinned, she added fuel to the fire by reading aloud the second half of the sentence Ji Xiao had written: “But I still want you to know, I like you.”

Her slender peach blossom eyes lifted slightly, and if there had been anyone else in the room, they would’ve thought the scene felt unusually provocative.

“Creeeak...”

But neither of them had anticipated that the door would open at that moment.

A gust of wind swept through the open window, breezing out through the door. The two, frozen in their standoff, instantly paused.

Standing at the doorway were two calm faces—Wei Qingyu and Qiao Ni. Neither of them spoke first.

Author's Note:

Coward Ji: Damn...

Qi Qi: Damn...

Cold Wei: Take her to the dark room.

Qiao Nini: Sister, I want it too!