Transmigrated as the Chongxi Wife of a Critically Ill Young Lady - Chapter 68

Chapter 68

Cen Xia was stunned. She heard the system say.

Host Cen Xia, given your excellent mission completion, the Transmigration Bureau has set up the following two reward mechanisms for you, but you can only choose one. Please read carefully and make a choice.

Then, a blue control panel popped up with two options:

1. 1. Receive a huge sum of money and return to the real world to live your own 9-to-5 life.

1. 1. Continue to stay in the book and live a happy life with your mission target.

Cen Xia glanced at Jiwanching on the stage receiving flowers. A smile bloomed on her lips, her eyes filled with a never-before-seen fervor. Cen Xia’s gaze softened. “Can I think about it?” she asked the system.

The system paused, then understood.

[Yes, Host. After all, people die for money, and birds die for food. Whatever choice you make, this system will support you. But please make sure you give me your answer by 18:00 tomorrow. Don’t delay this system’s getting off work.]

Cen Xia: “…”

Even the system was so punctual about getting off work now? She remembered how hard she had worked back in the day.

She quietly left the venue and got a taxi, her heart a mix of emotions.

Wanqing was no longer the little parrot trapped in a cage. Her eyes were filled with light, and her wings had strength. She was an eagle soaring through the sky, envied and admired by everyone.

As for herself, she was born into a humble background. The past six months of imprisonment had cast a shadow over her sunny disposition. She hadn’t been able to help her much before, and it would be even more impossible now.

For a moment, she felt that her sister deserved the best in the world. Perhaps she could leave and give her eagle enough space to fly high…

Jiwanching had spotted Cen Xia in the crowd just now. For a moment, she couldn’t tell if it was a dream or reality. She tried hard to suppress her excitement, but the smile on her lips still bloomed.

Cen Xia left, and Jiwanching hurriedly said a few words to the staff. When she chased after her, Cen Xia was already gone.

Jiwanching was a little anxious. She drove around the area a few times but couldn’t find her. Her phone call wouldn’t go through.

But why did she suddenly leave? Did something happen?

She carefully recalled the scene and suddenly realized that at the time, she was a little dazed and didn’t react. She had casually accepted a flower from a stranger.

She had forgotten what the person looked like. It was only when they asked her if they could be together that she realized Cen Xia was gone.

Was her Xiaxia jealous?

For the past six months, every time she went to visit her in prison, she had never given her a good look. In the face of her repeated attempts to please her, she had only responded with coldness.

She was angry and sad, tormented by the longing day and night. But she had forgotten who that girl had turned herself in for, from the moment she hit someone to the moment she went to prison.

What kind of life was she living in there? It wasn’t any easier than hers. But she had never said a single word of comfort, apology, or affection to her, not once.

Now she was out on parole and had rushed to see her, only to see someone else handing flowers to her…

All at once, Jiwanching’s heart was filled with self-blame and regret. She wanted to find her, hug her, and embed her soul into her body, and sincerely say she was sorry…

Cen Xia still took a taxi home. She had nowhere else to go. This was her only home.

Dr. Yan had just finished an experiment. His eyes were tired, and he looked out the window. When he saw the person walking in, she looked familiar. He couldn’t help but walk out.

Although he was surprised to see the girl, he still maintained a cold attitude.

He looked at her expressionlessly and said nothing but, “You’re back.”

It was a statement.

Cen Xia smiled. “I’m back. It’s been a long time, Dr. Yan.”

To a certain extent, she was still very grateful to this doctor. He seemed cold, but he was the most considerate doctor.

In that incident, everyone thought she was heartless, abandoning Jiwanching when she needed someone to take care of her the most, leaving her to run around for her with her sickly body. Only he understood her reaction at that moment.

Yan Shuang “mhmm”-ed and said nothing. He went back to his room and turned to send a message to Jiwanching. “Your wife is back.”

Jiwanching received the message and rushed over.

Cen Xia was tidying up her things. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to leave, but if she did, she wanted to take some things that smelled of cedar with her so that she would have something tangible to hold on to when she missed her.

As she tidied up, her mind kept wandering. Jiwanching rushed in from outside with a lot of noise, but Cen Xia didn’t even notice until she took two big steps and hugged her around the waist.

Cen Xia was stunned for a few seconds, smelling the familiar scent.

Jiwanching’s entire face was buried in her back. She sobbed and asked, “What are you doing?”

The clothes in Cen Xia’s hand fell to the floor. It took her a while to remember to answer her question.

She tried to make her voice sound happy. “I’m packing, Sister.”

Jiwanching hugged her tighter, demanding, “Why are you packing?”

Cen Xia pursed her lips and whispered, “The system mission is complete. I should go back, Sister.”

The next second, Jiwanching broke down and cried.

Her hands were tightly locked around her slender waist. She repeated over and over, “Xiaxia, I’m sorry. Don’t go. Don’t leave me. I won’t let you leave me. I’m sorry… Sister was wrong. Sister was wrong. I’m sorry…”

Cen Xia’s body was stiff. She lowered her eyes and saw that Jiwanching’s fingers were slightly red from the excessive force.

The cold woman she met every time was now crying like a child who had done something wrong, begging for forgiveness over and over again.

But what did she do wrong? She just loved her too much. Because of her love and concern, she didn’t dare to give her a good look. She wanted to teach her a lesson so that she wouldn’t throw away her future because of her own troubles.

Cen Xia’s already wavering will instantly collapsed.

She turned around and hugged Jiwanching back, kneading her into her arms. “Sister, Xiaxia isn’t leaving. The reason I worked so hard to get out early was to reunite with you. I can’t bear to leave you, Sister…”

Jiwanching buried her face in Cen Xia’s soft chest, her body trembling. She cried and said, “When I saw you just now, I thought I was dreaming. I finally realized it was real, but when I came to, you were gone.”

“I looked everywhere, but I couldn’t find you. My phone calls wouldn’t go through. How can you be so heartless and abandon me, again and again…”

Cen Xia hugged her, patting her back to calm her down. No matter what she did, she couldn’t comfort her.

So she had to speak in a very small, very jealous voice, “Sister, Xiaxia saw you take that person’s flowers.”

Jiwanching became even more sad. She started to stutter. “In the past six months, I… I haven’t… taken anyone’s flowers. I… I’ve been thinking about you… day and night. I couldn’t sleep. I took sleeping pills… In my dreams… when I saw you, I… couldn’t bear to wake up. I made… a lot of… money. I bought… a big house… for you…”

She was a little dizzy and out of breath.

Cen Xia immediately became nervous and said repeatedly, “Sister, don’t get worked up. It’s okay. Xiaxia is here. Xiaxia is here!”

She picked her up and carried her to the bed.

Jiwanching calmed down a little. She reached out and grabbed the collar of her shirt. “You’re not allowed to leave. I won’t let you leave me!”

Cen Xia nodded frequently. “I won’t leave, Sister. I won’t leave. Every day from now on, I will be with you. I’m waiting for you to take care of me. I’ll be your little bird.”

Jiwanching shook her head and corrected her. “You’re not a little bird. You’re the person I care about most in this world! You’re not a little bird…”

Cen Xia put her on the bed, lowered her head, and pressed a passionate kiss on her lips. Jiwanching wanted to say something, but her words were muffled. The two of them were intertwined.

Cen Xia led her into the web of dreams she had woven herself, wrapping her in a strong scent of gardenias. The iceberg of a woman melted little by little, turning into a puddle of spring water, soft and clear…

The two of them were exhausted and fell asleep in each other’s arms, greedily breathing in each other’s scents. For the first time in six months, they felt at peace.

In the afternoon, Jiwanching was woken up by a work call. She reached for her phone. As soon as she hung up, Cen Xia woke up.

She reached out and hugged her, groaning, “Xiaxia, sleep a little longer!”

Then, her phone rang again.

Jiwanching frowned and answered the phone.

The person on the other end reminded her, “General Manager Ji, you have a client meeting at 5:00 PM. Should I come and pick you up?”

Jiwanching buried her head in Cen Xia’s arms. Her tone was no different from her usual one. “I have something very important to do. I can’t make it. Find Tang Shaoyun.”

Cen Xia raised her lips. She thought about her sister’s usual serious expression. She wondered if her subordinates would be shocked if they saw General Manager Ji like this.

After hanging up, she kissed her forehead. Her bright eyes looked at her phoenix eyes, and she asked with a mischievous smile, “What is it that General Manager Ji has to do that’s so important? Are you going to sleep with Xiaxia, hmm?”

Jiwanching remembered what just happened, and a faint blush quickly spread across her cheeks.

Cen Xia kissed her again, putting her lips close to her ear. “Get up, General Manager Ji.”

Jiwanching shook her head and pushed her. “No!”

Cen Xia picked her up and coaxed her. “Sister has a client meeting. You can’t stand people up. Xiaxia will wait for you at home.”

Every time Jiwanching refused, Cen Xia would tease her.

In the end, she lost her temper and said in a somewhat wronged voice, “I’m not going. I want to watch you. If I leave, you’ll run away. I want to watch you. You’re not allowed to leave me!”

Those words hit her right in the heart. Her sister was still so insecure. It was a miracle that they had come this far. She must have been crazy to have considered the first option. It was a terrible thought…

Jiwanching saw that Cen Xia was distracted. She thought she was plotting to leave again, and her voice became tearful.

“Xiaxia, don’t leave me. If my identity makes you feel pressured, I’ll step down from my position immediately. I won’t sing anymore, and that wheelchair…”

Cen Xia hugged her tightly, lowered her head, and her soft lips sealed her mouth. The salty taste of tears slid down their faces and into their mouths. They were intertwined once again, using their real touch to show each other their true feelings.

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