"I'm Ji Qingyun's younger brother." The deep voice did bear a certain resemblance to Ji Qingyun's.
Song Ge was stunned for a moment, as she had never heard that Ji Qingyun had a younger brother. "I didn't know he had a younger brother."
"Let's meet at the Four Seasons Restaurant. I have something important to talk to you about."
Suddenly, there came a very noisy sound from the other end, and the call was hastily hung up.
Song Ge stared blankly at her phone, hesitating whether to go or not. After all, too many bad things had happened recently.
Zhai Cheng noticed that Song Ge seemed absent - minded after answering the call and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Just now someone called and said he was Ji Qingyun's younger brother, but I've never known he had one. He also asked to meet me at a restaurant." Song Ge didn't hesitate to tell Zhai Cheng everything. She thought that when two people were together, they should share things together.
Zhai Cheng looked solemn. "How about I go with you?"
Song Ge instinctively refused. She glanced at Leng Jing who was still lying in the bed, a flash of worry crossing her eyes. "You stay with Leng Jing. She really needs someone with her now. Don't worry. If anything happens, I'll call you."
Zhai Cheng was still worried. "I'll send someone to go with you."
Song Ge took his hand and gave a soft smile. "No need."
"Okay. Call me if anything happens."
After Song Ge left, only Zhai Cheng and Leng Jing were left in the ward.
Leng Jing just stared blankly out of the window without saying a word.
Zhai Cheng didn't know what Leng Jing had been through to become like this, but he believed that she was kind - hearted.
"Do you want to go out and get some sun?" Zhai Cheng's voice sounded in the ward, with a sense of emptiness.
Leng Jing still didn't say a word and kept looking out of the window. Her already pale face became even paler under the faint light, looking like a porcelain doll that would break at a touch.
Zhai Cheng sighed. He walked in front of her, blocking her view. He squatted down and looked into her eyes. "I know your heart is not bad, but..."
Leng Jing looked at the man in front of her. A flash of emotion crossed her eyes, and then it turned cold. She slapped Zhai Cheng across the face.
His face burned with pain. Zhai Cheng looked at Leng Jing in front of him in surprise.
Leng Jing also stared blankly at her own hand, and then it turned cold again.
Zhai Cheng stood up, his tone as inclusive as ever. "If you think hitting me can relieve your anger, hit me a few more times." As he said this, he even took Leng Jing's hand and placed it on himself.
Leng Jing was originally a bit reluctant, but when she heard Zhai Cheng's next words, the strength in her hand increased a bit.
"Once you've vented your anger, stop targeting Song Ge."
Leng Jing took out all her anger towards Song Ge on Zhai Cheng.
The man didn't say a word and just silently endured it.
Finally, Leng Jing stopped and continued to ignore Zhai Cheng.
Zhai Cheng wasn't unhappy because of her actions. Instead, he actively found a wheelchair and planned to push her out for a stroll.
"I'm not going."
Zhai Cheng had already expected she would say this. Without asking for her opinion, he directly picked her up and put her in the wheelchair, then pushed her out.
No matter what Leng Jing's attitude was now, Zhai Cheng could never forget that when they were kids, when he made a mistake, it was Leng Jing who took the blame and got beaten.
The sun was just right outside, and there were quite a few patients sunning themselves.
Zhai Cheng found a good spot, fixed the wheelchair, and sat down beside it.
In the distance, two kids were playing, laughing brightly.
Zhai Cheng couldn't help but laugh, thinking of their childhood.
Naturally, Leng Jing also saw them, but her face remained expressionless.
A ringing broke the silence.
Zhai Cheng glanced at the number, then at Leng Jing. He walked a little further away and answered the call.
Suddenly, someone pushed the wheelchair from behind. The fix seemed to be broken, and the wheelchair started moving out of control.
Leng Jing was a bit scared. Just as she was about to cry out, she saw Zhai Cheng not far away. It was like a quarreling couple - whoever spoke first would lose.
She paused for a moment and finally didn't say a word, letting the wheelchair roll.
If she died, then she could go see Ji Qingyun.
After Zhai Cheng finished the call and turned around, he was startled. Leng Jing's wheelchair was sliding down a slope. He quickly ran over.
But it was still a step too late. The wheelchair had already gone down the slope.
Zhai Cheng rushed in front of the wheelchair and caught it with his hands. He could hear a creaking sound and frowned.
Leng Jing saw the sweat on Zhai Cheng's forehead and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?" She regretted asking as soon as the words left her mouth.
Zhai Cheng didn't say a word. He pushed the wheelchair up the slope and smoothly returned to the ward without going anywhere else.
Leng Jing glanced at him from time to time and finally couldn't hold back. "Is your hand okay?" Her eyes dodged, and she was stubborn. "I'm not concerned about you. I'm just afraid you'll cause me trouble in the future."
Zhai Cheng smiled softly but didn't say a word. He just moved his hand a bit. It hurt, probably because he had used too much force just now.
After Song Ge left the hospital, she took a taxi there. It only took a few minutes.
It was a lie to say she wasn't scared. After all, no one knew what she would face next.
Song Ge walked into the restaurant. Her eyes scanned the whole place and stopped on a man in the corner. His back was very similar to Ji Qingyun's.
She took a deep breath and walked over.
"Hello, I'm..."
The man looked up, his eyes gentle.
Song Ge was stunned. Her pupils dilated. He looked almost exactly like Ji Qingyun. "You..."
Ji Qingzhen wasn't surprised by Song Ge's reaction, because too many people couldn't tell the two brothers apart. He stood up and reached out his hand. "Hello, I'm Ji Qingzhen."
Song Ge shook his hand briefly and then sat down. She took a sip of tea to calm herself down. If she hadn't seen Ji Qingyun die with her own eyes, she would have thought she was seeing a ghost.
"You really look exactly the same." Song Ge sighed. The guilt in her heart didn't decrease at all, because it was because of her that Ji Qingyun had died.
Ji Qingzhen smiled calmly. "Ji Qingyun and I are twins. But because I've been in poor health since childhood, there's never been any news about me in the outside world."
He paused for a moment and then continued, "I only found out about my brother's incident from the servant."
At that time, he couldn't accept it. He immediately went to his parents to confirm. Probably because they wanted to protect him, they didn't tell him the truth. So he ran out and found Song Ge.
Song Ge nodded and suddenly frowned. What did he want from her?
"Do you have something to tell me?"
Ji Qingzhen's expression turned cold. His originally gentle eyes were now filled with hatred. "Did you kill my brother?"
Song Ge lowered her head and said nothing. But in Ji Qingzhen's eyes, this action was undoubtedly a confession. He became angry! "Why? Why did you do this?"