Kapitel 208: How Can It Be So Cold?
Sheng Xiangsi had a night full of fragmented dreams. When she woke up, her head was a little dizzy and her eyes were slightly swollen.
She struggled to open her eyes, cradling her precious Junjun in her arms.
"Sweetheart."
Sheng Xiangsi kissed her daughter's forehead. Her phone buzzed on the pillow beside her. She picked it up and saw it was a message from Fu Hanjiang.
"Good morning, my dear. I've gone to the company. I'll pick you up from the dance troupe tonight."
Sheng Xiangsi couldn't help but roll her eyes.
She turned off her phone screen without replying.
...
At the dance troupe early in the morning, Sheng Xiangsi was greeted with a big hug from Bai Ran, "Xiangsi!"
"Ranran!" Sheng Xiangsi hugged her back excitedly, "I'm so glad you're okay!"
"Yes!" Bai Ran nodded with a smile, "I'm fully recovered now. By the way..."
She switched to talking about the troupe's matters, "The dance troupe will stop performing this weekend."
"Huh?" Sheng Xiangsi was surprised, "Stop performing? Why? Where did you hear that?"
She was still worried about the upcoming performances.
"Didn't you see the bulletin board when you came in?"
Bai Ran pouted, smiling, "It's the leaders' decision, apparently from the director."
The director, Gu Shaohua.
The Philadelphia incident had dealt a significant blow to the dance troupe. Apart from the injured, dancers like Sheng Xiangsi, who played multiple roles, were exhausted.
From all perspectives, the dance troupe had been stretched too thin and was severely weakened.
After discussions among the leaders, they decided to halt performances and take a break for some time.
Ding!
Ding!
Both Sheng Xiangsi and Bai Ran's phones chimed simultaneously. It was a message from the work group.
They opened it to see an announcement about the pause in performances and the subsequent work arrangements.
The break didn't mean a holiday; everyone still had their responsibilities.
Sheng Xiangsi carefully read her portion. She was assigned to oversee the kids in the children's class during their practice sessions.
The children's class students were still in school and didn't spend all their time at the troupe, requiring only brief supervision each day.
Compared to before, this was a definite rest, a time to recuperate.
Bai Ran saw it and laughed, "That's right. You deserve a good rest. You've been working so hard."
"True."
They smiled at each other, and Sheng Xiangsi headed to the children's class.
Around noon, someone from the security office came to find her. "Sheng Xiangsi, someone is here to see you."
"Okay, thank you!"
Sheng Xiangsi thanked them and left the practice room, filled with curiosity. Who would come to see her? At noon, no less. It couldn't be Fu Hanjiang.
As she walked to the lobby, she saw a familiar figure by the bulletin board.
Instantly, Sheng Xiangsi's heart sank. She let out an almost inaudible snort and turned to leave.
"Xiangsi!"
Unexpectedly, the person turned around just in time to see her leaving. He hurriedly chased after her and grabbed her arm, "Xiangsi! Why are you leaving?"
"Let go!"
Sheng Xiangsi shook him off, glanced around, and gritted her teeth. "What are you doing here?"
"Xiangsi..."
Qi Hongsheng gave a sheepish smile, pointing to a poster on the bulletin board, which featured Sheng Xiangsi in mid-air, dancing.
"You're doing great now. Your mom and grandma would be so proud, watching from heaven."
"Shut up!"
Sheng Xiangsi glared at him, her eyes reddening. "How dare you mention them? Aren't you afraid they'll come for you at night?"
"Really?"
Qi Hongsheng laughed bitterly, "I'd welcome it if they did, but after all these years, your mother... she's never come to see me."
"??"
Sheng Xiangsi was stunned, not understanding what he meant.
Keeping her voice low, she said, "What exactly do you want? Just say it and get lost!"
"Xiangsi."
Qi Hongsheng looked around, "This isn't the place to talk. Can we go somewhere private?"
Sheng Xiangsi hesitated.
This was her workplace. If things got out of hand... she really didn't want to expose her messy personal issues to her colleagues.
"Fine."
"Great." Qi Hongsheng was pleased, "Let's go."
He led her to a nearby teahouse.
"What would you like to drink?"
"Nothing." Sheng Xiangsi shook her head, staring at Qi Hongsheng impatiently, "We're not here to drink. What do you want to say?"
"Okay."
Qi Hongsheng took a sip of lemon water, visibly nervous.
"It's like this..."
He adjusted his glasses and asked, "Do you remember the house we had on Wutong Street?"
Hmm?
Sheng Xiangsi was momentarily stunned, frowning slightly. The house on Wutong Street? Of course, she remembered. It was the first house she lived in after she was born, though her memories were vague.
"Why are you asking about that?"
"Well..."
Qi Hongsheng drank more water, his eyes reddening.
"Your brother..."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
At the mention of her "brother," Sheng Xiangsi immediately frowned, "My mom only had me. I don't have a brother!"
"...Right."
Qi Hongsheng smiled awkwardly, correcting himself, "Chengzhi, I mean Chengzhi, he's... not doing well!"
Before he finished, he covered his eyes, his voice choking.
Sheng Xiangsi was momentarily stunned. Not doing well? What did that mean?
Not wanting to see Qi Hongsheng's tearful face, she urged, "What are you trying to say? Do you want me to watch you cry?"
"No, it's not that..."
Qi Hongsheng wiped his eyes and put his glasses back on.
"It's like this, Chengzhi had a car accident a few days ago. The doctor says he has acute liver damage... he's in critical condition."
Oh.
Sheng Xiangsi understood, a cold smile forming on her lips, "Qi Chengzhi is dying? Congratulations, Qi Hongsheng, your karma... has finally come."
"!?"
Qi Hongsheng's eyes reddened with urgency, "Xiangsi, no matter how much you hate me, Chengzhi is innocent. You shouldn't speak of him like this..."
"Ha?"
Sheng Xiangsi sneered, "Innocent? Fine, but what does his death have to do with me?"
"Well..."
Qi Hongsheng saw things were going poorly, quickly saying, "The doctor says Chengzhi needs a liver transplant. If the surgery is done quickly, he'll be fine."
"??"
Sheng Xiangsi froze, staring at Qi Hongsheng in disbelief, her hair standing on end.
Her body began to tremble slightly, uncontrollably.
"You can't be telling me you want me to give him part of my liver!"
"Xiangsi!"
Qi Hongsheng grabbed Sheng Xiangsi's arm, as if afraid she would run away.
"Your blood type matches Chengzhi's, and you're his sister... a direct relative. You're the best match for the transplant!"
As she watched his mouth open and close, a chill spread from her heart to her entire body. Sheng Xiangsi felt so cold.
How could it be so cold?
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