Chapter 25: Falling Down the Stairs
Chapter Twenty-Five: Falling Down the Stairs
Qing Tian had originally wanted to find a quiet place, but who knew that as soon as she reached the rooftop, she would encounter Ji Weiwei. Qing Tian knew Ji Weiwei was very displeased with her, especially since her identity was Song Shishi’s older sister. This fact brought all sorts of prejudice to bear on her.
Ji Weiwei was also surprised to see Qing Tian appear. With teary eyes, she looked at Qing Tian, who had suddenly appeared to disturb her. Suppressing her emotions, she said in a strange tone, “What are you doing here?”
Qing Tian clutched the invitation tightly in her hand and said guiltily, “Just passing by!”
Ji Weiwei sneered and repeated Qing Tian’s words, “Passing by?”
Then Ji Weiwei burst into laughter, a contemptuous laugh. She said, “Don’t think you’re so proud just because Brother Yu has a good impression of you. I want to see how long you can be proud. You and Song Shishi will both have bad endings.”
Qing Tian was unfazed. She had already developed a protective shell against others’ sarcasm. She nodded slightly and said, “Destiny is not something that can be changed with a few words. Many things depend on human effort!”
Ji Weiwei didn’t care what Qing Tian said. At this moment, she just wanted to vent her dissatisfaction. “Then I’ll have to see how long you can laugh?”
After speaking, she ignored Qing Tian and went straight downstairs to leave.
Qing Tian said, “Who can laugh until the very end their entire life?” This sentence seemed to be spoken to herself. She never expected anyone to be good to her for a lifetime. She had already found a clear answer to this question in her dictionary.
Therefore, when Ji Weiwei said these things to her, all she felt inside was a smile and nothing else.
Qing Tian deliberately made way for Ji Weiwei. She had been standing by the side of the stairwell. When Ji Weiwei, displeased, walked up to her, she only wanted to vent her dissatisfaction for a moment. Who knew that with a flick of her hand, she would forcefully push Qing Tian down the stairwell and onto the stairs.
Ji Weiwei watched in shock as Qing Tian tumbled down the stairwell, screaming.
Qing Tian tried to grab onto something, but at the moment she fell, she found that her outstretched hand could grasp nothing.
Memories suddenly flooded back to her childhood. She ran, crying, alongside an ambulance bed. She was crying so hard that she couldn’t speak clearly, stammering, “Mommy. Mommy. Don’t leave. Don’t leave… Qing’er doesn’t want. No. Don’t leave me…”
As Qing Tian’s head hit the ground, she saw her mother reaching out and smiling at her, saying, “Qing’er, my darling, Mommy is here to see you!”
Qing Tian reached out, trying hard to grasp her mother’s hand. Just as she was about to hold it, everything turned dark.
When she woke up again, she was lying in the infirmary. The doctor was shining a flashlight to examine her eyes. She blinked her eyes open.
The doctor stopped and tentatively asked her, “Do you feel dizzy?”
Qing Tian reached up with difficulty, trying to rub her temples. They were throbbing painfully. Seeing this, the doctor knew what the symptom was. The doctor gently massaged Qing Tian’s temples and said, “Young lady, it’s nothing serious. Go home and rest well. Eat some Panax notoginseng, and you’ll be fine. Be careful next time you play. If you fall again, a concussion would be hard to say.”
Qing Tian thought the doctor was talking to her, but the next second, she heard a familiar voice by her ear.
“Thank you, Doctor. I’ll be careful!”
This voice was like the spring breeze of March, gently caressing Qing Tian’s heart, like watering and nurturing the seed within her heart. Why did he always appear by her side unintentionally?
Ji Xiangyu held Qing Tian’s hand and said softly and gently in her ear, “Qing Tian, how are you feeling? Do you want some water?”
Qing Tian’s eyes were filled with faint tears. For a moment, she couldn’t speak, just stared blankly, foolishly watching Ji Xiangyu talk to her, asking about the severity of her illness.
Qing Tian turned her head away, not wanting to look at him. The moment she turned her head, a small tear rolled down. Upon contact with the cotton pillow, it turned into mist and disappeared.
It’s good to meet some people, even if they don’t belong to you.
And Ji Xiangyu was that person in Qing Tian’s life, someone she was content to have met, even if he didn’t belong to her. Chapter Twenty-Five: Falling Down the Stairs
Qing Tian had originally wanted to find a quiet place, but who knew that as soon as she reached the rooftop, she would encounter Ji Weiwei. Qing Tian knew Ji Weiwei was very displeased with her, especially since her identity was Song Shishi’s older sister. This fact brought all sorts of prejudice to bear on her.
Ji Weiwei was also surprised to see Qing Tian appear. With teary eyes, she looked at Qing Tian, who had suddenly appeared to disturb her. Suppressing her emotions, she said in a strange tone, “What are you doing here?”
Qing Tian clutched the invitation tightly in her hand and said guiltily, “Just passing by!”
Ji Weiwei sneered and repeated Qing Tian’s words, “Passing by?”
Then Ji Weiwei burst into laughter, a contemptuous laugh. She said, “Don’t think you’re so proud just because Brother Yu has a good impression of you. I want to see how long you can be proud. You and Song Shishi will both have bad endings.”
Qing Tian was unfazed. She had already developed a protective shell against others’ sarcasm. She nodded slightly and said, “Destiny is not something that can be changed with a few words. Many things depend on human effort!”
Ji Weiwei didn’t care what Qing Tian said. At this moment, she just wanted to vent her dissatisfaction. “Then I’ll have to see how long you can laugh?”
After speaking, she ignored Qing Tian and went straight downstairs to leave.
Qing Tian said, “Who can laugh until the very end their entire life?” This sentence seemed to be spoken to herself. She never expected anyone to be good to her for a lifetime. She had already found a clear answer to this question in her dictionary.
Therefore, when Ji Weiwei said these things to her, all she felt inside was a smile and nothing else.
Qing Tian deliberately made way for Ji Weiwei. She had been standing by the side of the stairwell. When Ji Weiwei, displeased, walked up to her, she only wanted to vent her dissatisfaction for a moment. Who knew that with a flick of her hand, she would forcefully push Qing Tian down the stairwell and onto the stairs.
Ji Weiwei watched in shock as Qing Tian tumbled down the stairwell, screaming.
Qing Tian tried to grab onto something, but at the moment she fell, she found that her outstretched hand could grasp nothing.
Memories suddenly flooded back to her childhood. She ran, crying, alongside an ambulance bed. She was crying so hard that she couldn’t speak clearly, stammering, “Mommy. Mommy. Don’t leave. Don’t leave… Qing’er doesn’t want. No. Don’t leave me…”
As Qing Tian’s head hit the ground, she saw her mother reaching out and smiling at her, saying, “Qing’er, my darling, Mommy is here to see you!”
Qing Tian reached out, trying hard to grasp her mother’s hand. Just as she was about to hold it, everything turned dark.
When she woke up again, she was lying in the infirmary. The doctor was shining a flashlight to examine her eyes. She blinked her eyes open.
The doctor stopped and tentatively asked her, “Do you feel dizzy?”
Qing Tian reached up with difficulty, trying to rub her temples. They were throbbing painfully. Seeing this, the doctor knew what the symptom was. The doctor gently massaged Qing Tian’s temples and said, “Young lady, it’s nothing serious. Go home and rest well. Eat some Panax notoginseng, and you’ll be fine. Be careful next time you play. If you fall again, a concussion would be hard to say.”
Qing Tian thought the doctor was talking to her, but the next second, she heard a familiar voice by her ear.
“Thank you, Doctor. I’ll be careful!”
This voice was like the spring breeze of March, gently caressing Qing Tian’s heart, like watering and nurturing the seed within her heart. Why did he always appear by her side unintentionally?
Ji Xiangyu held Qing Tian’s hand and said softly and gently in her ear, “Qing Tian, how are you feeling? Do you want some water?”
Qing Tian’s eyes were filled with faint tears. For a moment, she couldn’t speak, just stared blankly, foolishly watching Ji Xiangyu talk to her, asking about the severity of her illness.
Qing Tian turned her head away, not wanting to look at him. The moment she turned her head, a small tear rolled down. Upon contact with the cotton pillow, it turned into mist and disappeared.
It’s good to meet some people, even if they don’t belong to you.
And Ji Xiangyu was that person in Qing Tian’s life, someone she was content to have met, even if he didn’t belong to her.
