After the Second Playthrough, the CP-Less Female Lead Kneels and Begs Me for Forgiveness [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 61

Song Xin’s company, Yu Ran, was being suppressed by her own company, Si Bei. Almost every potential partner was being snatched up by Si Bei a step ahead of her.

Song Xiuran understood Yu Ran’s situation perfectly, but her liquid capital was not substantial.

However, now was not the time to think about that.

[Can you save Shao Xibei and get her out?] Song Xiuran asked.

System: […]

Silence was the answer. Song Xiuran mocked it mercilessly: [Truly useless.]

She had quite readily accepted the existence of a system that was sharing her body and residing in her mind. Even though she was being so sarcastic toward its “fragment,” the system did not refute her; what Song Xiuran said was not wrong.

On the bed, Shao Xibei slowly opened her eyes. Both Song Xiuran and the system noticed immediately.

Shao Xibei’s eyes were not yet in focus. She remembered hearing the system’s voice before she fainted. Subconsciously, she called out: “Sys… tem.”

A strange emotion flickered through Song Xiuran’s heart. A-Xi actually knows this mysterious system in my head. Even upon waking from a coma, the first thing she called for was the system.

[She knows you. No wonder you saved her,] Song Xiuran remarked.

Shao Xibei’s vision gradually cleared. Looking at the green roof of the tent, she felt a surge of joy. It seemed Song Xin had indeed brought her out. At that moment, she noticed a woman nearby whose face she couldn’t clearly see, and her heart grew wary again. Could this be someone Song Xin sent to watch me?

Shao Xibei stared at the person, only to see the woman make a “shh” gesture. Though confused, Shao Xibei nodded.

Then, the woman took off her mask and swept her bangs back, revealing those light-colored eyes.

Shao Xibei froze. It was Song Xiuran!!!

Quickly, Song Xiuran disguised herself again as the nondescript person.

Shao Xibei mouthed the words: How are you here?

Song Xiuran shook her head. She stepped forward, took Shao Xibei’s hand, and wrote in her palm: I’ll tell you later. Song Xin is outside; it’s not convenient.

Shao Xibei nodded to show she understood.

At that moment, Song Xin shouted from outside: “Doctor, what is the situation?” Her anxiety was palpable.

Shao Xibei heard Song Xiuran answer Song Xin in a voice completely different from her usual tone: “The condition has stabilized.”

If she didn’t respond for a long time, Song Xin would surely take the patient to someone else, making it even harder to monitor Shao Xibei’s condition. In truth, when Song Xin had rushed in carrying a soaking wet, blood-soaked Shao Xibei, Song Xiuran’s heart had nearly stopped. However, she forced herself to remain calm.

Hearing those words, Song Xin immediately burst inside, her face full of worry and urgency.

Upon entering, Song Xin’s gaze locked onto Shao Xibei. Seeing her awake, Song Xin was overjoyed. She didn’t stop to wonder why someone who had lost so much blood could wake up so quickly. As long as she was awake, it was enough.

Song Xin strode forward, her eyes full of heartache. “Ah Xi, don’t hurt yourself like that next time. If you’re unhappy, just take your anger out on me, okay?”

Shao Xibei performed a sudden change of face. Her originally calm expression was instantly replaced by pure loathing.

“Song Xin, can you just get lost? Looking at you makes me want to vomit.”

Song Xin only pursed her lips slightly, as if she had grown accustomed to such words. “If cursing at me makes you happy, I am more than willing.”

It was like punching cotton; Shao Xibei felt utterly speechless.

Song Xin reached out to pick her up, but Song Xiuran quickly intervened, firmly gripping Song Xin’s wrist.

“It is best not to move the patient right now. The wound might reopen.”

Song Xin glanced down at the hand gripping her wrist and suddenly noticed a small crescent-shaped scar on the middle finger. Her eyes narrowed. “Fine, fine. I’ll listen to the doctor. I won’t move her.”

Song Xiuran let go. The spot where she had gripped Song Xin’s wrist was already red; it was clear she had used a great deal of strength.

A silence fell between the three of them.

Shao Xibei closed her eyes, wondering if she had wanted the system so badly before passing out that she had hallucinated.

Song Xin asked, “Ah Xi, are you tired?”

Shao Xibei didn’t answer. Song Xin sighed. “Then rest here with the doctor. I’m going out to handle some things; I’ll be back in a while.”

Knowing Shao Xibei wouldn’t respond, Song Xin left.

As soon as she was gone, Shao Xibei opened her eyes. She sat up and realized that, aside from being exhausted, she felt no discomfort. She opened her mouth to speak, but seeing Song Xiuran shake her head, she stopped.

Song Xiuran pulled up a stool, sat by the bed, and took Shao Xibei’s hand to write.

—There are many people here. It’s easy to be discovered.

Shao Xibei nodded.

Song Xiuran wrote again: —I will get you out.

Shao Xibei frowned. She grabbed Song Xiuran’s hand back and wrote: —It’s too dangerous.

The lips hidden behind Song Xiuran’s mask curled slightly. She shook her head.

—Don’t worry.

Suddenly, the system’s voice rang out in Shao Xibei’s mind.

[Sorry, I woke up too late.]

Shao Xibei was overjoyed. [System, you’re finally awake! You have no idea how much I missed you.]

While talking to the system, Shao Xibei unconsciously let go of Song Xiuran’s hand.

[So much has happened lately. Not only was I stabbed, but I was also imprisoned—chained up like a dog.]

Shao Xibei’s tone was as aggrieved as it could be.

[…I will never leave you alone again.]

Any apology was hollow; at this moment, the system desperately wanted to hug her, but it had no physical body.

Shao Xibei’s gaze went blank. Song Xiuran, being incredibly sharp, immediately noticed something was off. She tried calling for the system in her own mind, but there was no response. It seemed the system had moved to Ah Xi’s mind—or perhaps it had always belonged to her.

This realization made Song Xiuran unhappy. The fact that Shao Xibei subconsciously called for the system proved that its status in her heart was not low.

To talk to the system, Shao Xibei simply lay back down and closed her eyes, saying to Song Xiuran: “I’m going to sleep for a bit.”

Song Xiuran said nothing and sat quietly by her side.

Song Xin did not go far after leaving. She stopped someone and said, “Send more people to guard Dr. Li’s tent.”

The person nodded. Within a short time, the number of people surrounding the green tent increased.

Song Xin looked at the tent with a meaningful smile. “To think she followed me all the way here.”

She would never forget that crescent-shaped scar on Song Xiuran’s right middle finger. She had been the one to cut her there when they were children.

However, she was curious. How had Song Xiuran escaped that car accident? The news had clearly reported it. And how did she manage to sneak in here?

The people Song Xin had hired were mercenaries. Normally, she couldn’t afford their rates, but in her previous life, she had so many enemies that she had to employ many of them. After spending time with them, she learned that their leader’s wife had been murdered years ago during a mission by a petty thief. The thief died a miserable death, but the wife never came back.

So, in this life, she had prepared in advance and saved the wife. The mercenary leader, owing her a debt of gratitude, revealed his identity to her, which was why she had so many men at her disposal today.

Night quietly descended.

Song Xin stepped into the tent once again. She was wearing a beaming smile. “Ah Xi, I discovered something quite interesting today.”

Shao Xibei was currently eating the food Song Xiuran had given her. Hearing Song Xin’s voice, she didn’t even lift her head.

Song Xin wasn’t annoyed. She swiftly pulled out a handgun, aimed it at Song Xiuran, and commanded, “Come in.”

Following her order, a large group of tall, burly, fully armed men and women rushed in, surrounding Shao Xibei and Song Xiuran.

Shao Xibei realized something was wrong, but it was already too late. Several people immediately lunged at Song Xiuran to restrain her. Two hands are no match for four, let alone when facing these formidable mercenaries. Song Xiuran’s arms were pinned behind her.

Shao Xibei cried out, “Song Xin, what are you doing?”

“Seeing my dear sister, of course,” Song Xin said cheerfully. She snapped her fingers. “Help the doctor remove her mask.”

The person holding Song Xiuran heartlessly ripped the mask away, revealing the elegant lower half of Song Xiuran’s face.

Song Xin walked over, leaned down slightly, and reached out to brush Song Xiuran’s bangs aside, exposing her eyes. “Song Xiuran, you really are quite impressive. Take her away and lock her up.”

Song Xin’s face turned cold. Shao Xibei suddenly rushed forward to block the men. “Let her go!”

“Stop her, but don’t hurt her,” Song Xin directed, pointing at Shao Xibei.

[System, what do I do?] Looking at the towering figures in front of her, Shao Xibei could only ask the system in her mind.

[Don’t resist for now. I will go and possess Song Xiuran’s body to help her escape,] the system replied, telling Shao Xibei not to fight back to avoid being injured by the mercenaries.

[Okay.]

Shao Xibei’s tense expression relaxed slightly. The system’s words acted as a sedative, keeping her from panicking.

It was at that exact moment that the previously unresisting Song Xiuran suddenly burst into motion. Her moves were fast and precise, easily floorring the men who were holding her.

Seeing this, Song Xin simply said, “All of you, go at once.”

The system was now controlling Song Xiuran’s body. To the system, the movements of these mercenaries were terrifyingly slow, but Song Xiuran’s physical strength was limited. There were too many mercenaries; before long, the system noticed that this body was running out of energy.

Song Xin frowned as she watched her mercenaries being beaten to the ground. She raised her handgun and squeezed the trigger.

Shao Xibei noticed the movement and felt a jolt of terror. She screamed, “Watch out!!!”

The system noticed as well, but the bullet was too fast. Though the system managed to dodge, the bullet still lodged itself into her arm. Bright red blood flowed out.

Song Xin’s eyes remained void of emotion. She chambered another round and fired at Song Xiuran again; this time, the bullet grazed her calf.

[We can’t keep this up,] Song Xiuran said.

The system knew this too. Dodging the mercenaries, it made a break for the exit and charged outside.

Song Xin ordered, “Pursue her. She’s injured; she won’t get far.”

Shao Xibei said in a low, heavy voice, “Isn’t she your sister? Why would you do that?”

Song Xin put her gun away and turned her head toward Shao Xibei. “Ah Xi, you are the only one I care about in this world. I would love nothing more than to kill anyone who dares to covet you.”

Shao Xibei was taken back to that room. Once again, she was fitted with the iron chains. This time she was conscious, and she saw the people surrounding the house. She had previously thought no one was there, but they had simply been positioned out of sight from within the walls.

“Song Xin, you intend to keep me trapped here until I die,” Shao Xibei said mockingly.

“That is a good idea,” Song Xin replied.

“…” There was truly nothing to say to this psychopath.

[They’re gone,] Song Xiuran said.

[I’m giving the body back to you,] the system replied.

Song Xiuran closed her eyes, feeling the pain from her wounds. She was currently hiding in a burrow. Fortunately, the moon was hidden behind dark clouds tonight, and the forest was pitch black, making it easy to hide. However, this was the most pathetic state she had been in across two lifetimes.

[You really are useless,] Song Xiuran said flatly.

This time the system did not remain silent. It retorted: [It’s your body that is lacking.]

[I can’t help that. I’m just an ordinary doctor; my physical condition is indeed not great.]

[Heh.] The system’s cold mechanical voice now carried a hint of irony.

[Now is not the time for bickering. Do you have a way to get a signal here?] Song Xiuran asked. The system’s existence was strange—it had no physical form, yet it wasn’t a ghost.

[I can,] the system said. Being mechanical in nature, its core could generate a signal. [There. You should have a signal now.]

Song Xiuran pulled a tiny mobile phone from her jacket pocket. She checked it and found that there was indeed a signal. She quickly composed a text message.

“Alright, I’ve sent out the coordinates. They should be able to find this place within two days.”

[By the way, you should be able to possess Ah Xi. Can you go back to her now?]

The system was silent for a long moment. […No. The distance is too great.]

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