No reconciliation, no forgiveness! Mr. Pei leaves with nothing.

"I'm sorry, sister, I shouldn't have asked those questions."

Zhou Yan just chuckled, picked up the unfinished wine, and turned to go to the living room.

Song Qingran looked at the document, pursed her lips, and hesitated to speak. In the end, she went to the living room, walked to Zhou Yan who was slumped on the floor, and slowly squatted down while drinking wine. "Sister, we have other ways."

"Don't be like this. If Auntie recovers and sees you like this, she will be sad and upset."

“You are also my daughter. I have already lost Sister Xu. You must cheer up. All of this will pass soon.”

Zhou Yan laughed, but her eyes were filled with bitterness. "In their eyes, there's only my sister."

I have never... cared about her feelings.

From childhood to adulthood, whether it was her father, mother, or even Pei Zhan, they all only had eyes for Zhou Xu. Not only was she beautiful and eloquent, but she also knew how to make people happy. Even if her grades weren't good, he would explain the problems to her and help her improve her grades, making her more outstanding. At that time, the family wasn't wealthy and could only afford to send one of her to school, so Zhou Yan dropped out of high school to support her education.

Just because she's the older sister, she has to give way to her younger sister no matter what she does.

She got into trouble, and someone helped her clean up the mess.

When she was bullied, there were people who stood up for her.

Mom only knows how to cook the dishes that Ah Xu likes to eat, and she remembers the clothes that Ah Xu likes to wear. No matter how hard things are at home, Ah Xu always gets new clothes. But Ah Xu can only wear her new clothes once a year, which is nothing compared to how much Mom cares about Ah Xu. Even the only new clothes Ah Xu has are a cotton coat with an ugly pattern that Mom bought for thirty yuan at the market.

Ah-Xu's wardrobe is full of beautiful clothes, all kinds of colors and patterns, and it's almost overflowing.

She could only secretly wear her dress when Ah-Xu, her mother, and he were not at home.

She was nowhere near as pretty as Ah Xu; even the most beautiful dress looked ordinary on her.

Because her mother said, "Ah Xu is still young. If she doesn't dress well at school, her classmates will bully her. You're not going to school anymore, so even if you dress nicely, it won't stay dirty for long."

"Mom will buy it for you during the Chinese New Year."

"You're the older sister, you should give in to your younger sister, okay?"

She still works as a waitress in a restaurant, earning only a few hundred yuan a month. The restaurant is located near her school.

She was dirty and smelled bad. Her hair was sticky from sweat on her face, and she was carrying a garbage can. That day, she happened to run into her mother picking up Ah-Xu from school. She smiled and went up to greet her, but her mother held Ah-Xu's hand, her eyes showing disgust, and walked away from her, pretending not to know her.

Zhou Xu still remembers her mother's cold gaze vividly at that time.

Even so, Zhou Yan only thought and told herself that her mother just didn't see her, and wasn't deliberately avoiding her.

In front of her family and Pei Zhan, she always acted like a well-behaved girl, but only Zhou Yan knew that beneath her feigned obedience, she was actually more rebellious than anyone else.

When Ah-Xu was in junior high school, she deliberately got close to her classmates just to attract his attention. Sure enough... when Ah-Xu went to a poorly managed bar with her male classmates, Zhou Yan secretly followed behind her, afraid that she would be in danger.

However, she was too late.

Ah-Xu got very drunk because it was her birthday that day.

Zhou Yan watched as A Xu clung to Pei Zhan's back, babbling incoherently, but only she knew that the girl's feelings for him had always been genuine.

"Brother, please don't like anyone else!"

"When I grow up, I will be your wife."

"I will grow up quickly, wait for me."

"Brother, I saw you smile at her. Don't smile at her, I don't like it..."

"From now on, you can only carry me on your back. You're not allowed to carry anyone else, not even your sister..."

Nearly ten years have passed, and Pei Zhan has forgotten A Xu. In the end, he still married another woman. That woman was more beautiful and more outstanding than A Xu. Whether it was her status or background, she was someone A Xu could never obtain, no matter how hard she tried for several lifetimes.

But she was the only one still living in the past, living in her own beautiful fantasies.

She thought that without Ah Xu, her mother and Pei Zhan would be able to see her.

During the years she was sent abroad to study, she studied desperately, learning painting and jewelry design, which Ah-Xu loved. This was all because of her competitive spirit; she wanted to replace everything Ah-Xu loved, including Ah-Xu's dream of becoming a designer.

She told herself that she had to surpass her and do better than her.

Even my own appearance must be more beautiful than hers.

She worked hard to learn how to dress herself and improve her taste, all so that one day her mother and he would see her...

In the end, no matter what she did, she could never reach their hearts, and... she could only live in their shadow.

It was like a shadow that kept following her, and she couldn't shake it off no matter what she did.

My mother went insane because of Ah-Xu's death and doesn't recognize her at all.

The man she had always loved, however, had fallen in love with someone else.

She was repeatedly tormented, clinging to the obsession with the past.

Human obsessions are truly terrifying.

No matter what she does, she will always be the one who gets abandoned.

Nobody loves her!

Zhou Yan had drunk too much. Several empty whiskey bottles lay at her feet. She was unconscious with her eyes closed, and could barely hear what people were saying in her ear.

Before leaving, Song Qingran helped Zhou Yan to bed, her gaze lingering on the documents on the bedside table…

...

Song's mother worked as a cleaner at Lu Yuanzhou's law firm. The job was easy and the pay was good. After cleaning at five o'clock in the afternoon, she returned home and saw the sound of running water from the kitchen faucet.

Seeing the person lost in thought, Song's mother quickly went over and turned off the tap, saying, "You child, you don't know how to save water at all."

Song Qingran snapped out of her daze, "Mom, when I had that accident, did you know where my organs came from?"

Song's mother froze, her eyes darting away. "Where else could it have come from? Don't you know? It was donated by someone else. You're such a lucky child, you've got a long life."

"Why are you suddenly asking about this?"

Song Qingran: "Mom, have you seen Sister A-Xu?"

Did we have our surgeries at the same hospital?

"I always feel like I've met Sister Ah-Xu before."

Song's mother immediately interrupted her, "Nonsense, you haven't seen it, you're mistaken."

"Alright, it's been so long since this happened, let's not think about it anymore."

“Yuanzhou is coming over for dinner later. You can help Mom with the cooking.”

Song Qingran didn't ask any more questions. While she was washing the vegetable leaves, her mother suddenly spoke up, "Qingran, why did you suddenly ask about this?"

"It was...it was Mr. Pei who told me. Mr. Pei told me that when Sister A-Xu was in a car accident, she donated most of her organs to me. Only her heart was given to Senior Sister Jiang. Just today, I went to clean Sister Zhou Yan's room, and she told me some things about me."

“My sister said that Senior Jiang also had an accident back then and needed a healthy heart transplant.” Song Qingran looked at her mother, trying to gauge her reaction. “Coincidentally, Senior Zhou Xu’s heart was a match for Senior Jiang’s. So my sister told me that Senior Zhou Xu’s car accident was actually staged, with the aim of getting her heart…”

"So I don't know if this is true or not."

"Mom, back then you said I was lucky to have survived, and that a kind person donated money to help us with our medical expenses and covered our treatment costs. Was that kind person Uncle Jiang?"

"It's... Senior Jiang's father, isn't it!"

Song's mother's hand suddenly trembled, as if she had thought of something. Because of the panic in her eyes, she lowered her head. "So much time has passed, I've long forgotten about this. Besides, so many people helped our family back then, how could I possibly remember so many people?"

"Qingran, what heart problem? You mustn't go around telling everyone. After all, this matter involves too many people. We're just ordinary folks, and there are some troubles we can't afford to cause."

"These rich people don't value human life at all. You shouldn't even think about anything else."

"Live your own life well, and I want you to be safe and sound, you know?"

Song Qingran smiled and nodded. "Yes, I understand, Mom."

In the dead of night, a young girl in a hospital gown lies on a hospital bed, barely clinging to life, tormented by pain from her injuries, suffering unbearable agony, only able to utter some unpleasant words in a hoarse voice.

"It's so pitiful that he's so young."

“Who says otherwise? It’s been so long and we still can’t get in touch with the family.”

"I don't think they would even care if they found out. It's such a serious car accident. Even if they survive, they'll be ruined for life, and the medical expenses will be hundreds of thousands."

"Let's see. The chief physician said that if the family doesn't come soon, we'll have to stop the medication for now. I don't know if it will last through the night."

...

“There is indeed someone who would be a good match for your daughter’s organs, but that person is still alive and their family cannot be contacted. No matter how anxious you are, it won’t help. Organ donation requires the consent of the family or the person themselves.”

"Your daughter's life is one thing, but other people's daughters' lives are another."

"Alright, alright, get out of here now."

...

Have you confirmed the other party's information?

"Yes, it's confirmed. Zhou Xu is from Sichuan, her physical indicators are completely healthy, there is no family history of any diseases, and she meets the conditions for a heart transplant for the young lady. Her blood type and age are also currently the best match for the young lady, with a 98% success rate."

"The hospital needs to wait for news."

"We can't wait any longer. Every day we delay, Huahua's body will become weaker."

"Have the dean come see me."

...

"Waaaaah... I don't want to die, why are you forcing me to die?"

"Didn't you say they would come looking for me after I signed the papers?"

The agonizing cries in my ears grew louder and sharper, more piercing and shrill... like a female ghost weeping softly in my ear.

In her dream, when she opened her eyes, she suddenly saw a slender, frail figure sitting by her hospital bed, her face covered in blood, crying with tears that were blood red.

Startled, Song's mother sat up immediately and turned on the bedside lamp. Suddenly, she caught sight of a figure in the half-open doorway and was terrified again. "A ghost! A ghost! A ghost!"

"It wasn't me, it wasn't me who killed you, don't look for me."

Don't look for me!

Song Qingran immediately pushed open the door and went in. "Mom, what's wrong?" She sat down by her bedside with a cup in her hand.

Upon seeing the person enter, Song's mother quickly calmed down. Faced with her concern, Song's mother looked closely at her face and noticed that she looked...more and more like her!

"No...it's okay."

"What time is it? Why are you up already?"

Song Qingran: "I was just thirsty and wanted to get up for a drink of water when I heard my mother saying something. I was worried, so I came to check on you."

"Mom, what did you dream about?"

Song's mother took a few deep breaths. "No, nothing, just some things from my hometown."

"Alright, go to sleep now."

Song Qingran: "Okay, Mom, you should get some rest too."

After Song's mother woke up, she never went back to sleep.

After being expelled from Imperial University, Song Qingran chose to repeat her senior year and went to the library early every day.

While cleaning Song Qingran's room, Song's mother found a document in an open drawer and a diary on the table. Driven by curiosity, she opened the diary and found that one page was filled with the name 'Pei Zhan'.

With a startled look, Song's mother turned to the next page, which was filled with words she had never revealed to herself.

I miss him so much! I miss him so much I feel like I'm dying!

I'd give up everything for you, please come back! Let's go back to how we were before.

Today I saw you hugging and kissing her in the car. I didn't dare go up to you, so I could only watch you from afar.

I regret it so much. Why couldn't I have understood my own heart sooner?

If I could do it all over again, I would definitely stay by your side and love you properly.

Mr. Pei, is the person you love most either Sister Ah-Xu or Senior Jiang? And what about me? You said I resemble her, and that you would be lost in thought whenever you looked at me. Did that remind you of Sister Ah-Xu?

Pei Zhan, I love you!

I miss you so much, I'm going crazy with longing!

Suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded outside the room. Song's mother quickly put down her diary, just as the voice behind her rang out, "Mom? What are you doing in my room?"

"Mom just came in. Didn't you go to the library?"

"I forgot to bring my things." Song Qingran frowned slightly as she looked at the diary on the table.

Song's mother smiled and said, "I didn't see it; I just came in."

Song Qingran immediately smiled with relief, "Mom, this is my secret. You promised you couldn't peek."

"understood!"

Upon seeing the open drawer, Song Qingran calmly locked it with her key.