Song Ci was the most beautiful woman and socialite in Wangdong City. She was a smooth-talking and sociable woman. She had countless suitors, and even when she encountered a man she found distasteful, she would politely reject him. This was the first time she had so bluntly rejected someone's advances.
Du Tingting and Mu Qiu were a little surprised to hear Song Ci say that she would not go to see Cheng Ziang. She had occasionally gone to Cheng Ziang's appointments a few days ago.
Du Tingting looked at Song Ci and said in confusion, "Didn't you think Cheng Ziang was a good person before? Why did Song Song suddenly change his attitude?"
Song Porcelain: "Ugly rejection."
Song Ci's straightforward, decisive and merciless reply once again surprised Du Tingting and her daughter.
When Song Ci makes friends, she always values the other person's character, knowledge and cultivation, and she has always been indifferent to appearance. When did appearance become Song Ci's first criterion for making friends?
Besides, Cheng Ziang is not ugly.
Mu Qiu also felt that her sister was a little strange today, but since her sister didn't want to see Cheng Ziang, she didn't get involved.
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Early the next morning, Mu Qiu got up and went downstairs. She was wearing a light white sportswear, her long hair was tied up, and she was carrying a black backpack. She looked energetic and youthful.
Mu Qiu came to the first floor and saw Song Ci was also up and sitting at the dining table eating oatmeal. He felt strange. "Sister, why are you up so early today?"
Song Ci likes to stay up late, refusing to sleep at night and refusing to get up in the morning. Mu Qiu rarely sees Song Ci sitting in the restaurant and eating breakfast in the early morning.
"I went to bed early last night." Song Ci was extremely concerned about her figure. She would be bothered by even a pound of extra weight, so she kept a strict diet in check. She wouldn't eat high-protein, high-fat, or high-calorie foods.
Song Ci only ate two-thirds of the bowl of oatmeal before putting down the spoon.
She looked at Mu Qiu's sportswear and asked him, "Are you going out?"
"Yes, I made an appointment with my friends to go hiking today."
As soon as Mu Qiu sat down at the table, Aunt Zhang brought over the prepared breakfast. Unlike Song Ci, Mu Qiu was a person who could not gain weight. Her breakfast was very rich, with steamed dumplings, fried eggs, millet porridge... the dazzling sight made Song Ci drool.
"Do you want to come with us?" Mu Qiu cut the fried egg in half, stuffed his little mouth full, tilted his head and said to Song Ci, "If you have nothing to do, come with me. You know all my friends."
Song Ci moved her eyes away from Mu Qiu's breakfast and said, "I'm not free today. I have to go to the sanatorium." When Song Ci mentioned the sanatorium, she stared at Mu Qiu's face carefully, trying to catch any subtle reaction from her.
However, Mu Qiu did not react abnormally after hearing this.
Mu Qiu finished his fried egg before asking Song Ci, "Is Sister Song Fei feeling better? I haven't visited her in a long time. If I hadn't already made an appointment with a friend and wanted to go back on my word, I would have gone with you."
"It's still the same." Song Ci shook her head, a hint of fatigue between her brows. She murmured softly, "Eight years have passed. If I could wake up, I would have woken up a long time ago."
Mu Qiu sighed deeply and said, "Sister Song Fei is blessed by fate. Even the earthquake couldn't take her away. I believe she will wake up."
"I hope so."
Staring at Mu Qiuchun's innocent and beautiful face, Song Ci was deep in thought.
If that dream is true, then Mu Qiu's acting skills are really superb!
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In the Bishui District of Wangdong City, there is a high-end sanatorium called Xiguang, where Song Fei lives.
"Xi" means dawn, and this name was chosen to bring hope to the patients.
The sanatorium consists of single-family villas with a quiet environment and fresh air, making it very suitable for patients who need to recuperate. Each villa has only three wards, each equipped with complete medical equipment.
Naturally, the annual medical expenses here are also very expensive, starting from seven figures.
All of Song Fei's medical expenses over the years were paid by Mu Mian. This was also the reason why Song Ci was so grateful to Mu Mian in her previous life and even obeyed his arrangement to marry Cheng Ziang.
After Song Ci entered the sanatorium, he walked through a lush green grove and came to a large single-family courtyard.
Song Ci studied the location of Song Fei's small building. She hadn't noticed it before, but now she looked closely and realized it was on the far left side of the sanatorium. Next to the building was a large artificial lawn. While the environment was quiet, the location was also remote, the farthest from the artificial lake.
If a fire occurs, it is not convenient to get a large amount of water.
In the previous life, on the night when the fire broke out in Song Fei's building, the wind was extremely strong and the flames burned very quickly. By the time the firefighters arrived, the fire in the house could no longer be put out.
This building was personally selected by Mu Mian for Song Fei. Now Song Ci couldn't help but speculate on Mu Mian's real intention in choosing this building.
Withdrawing his gaze, Song Ci stepped into Song Fei's building.
Song Fei was placed on the second floor. The entire second floor was quiet as she was the only patient there.
Song Ci walked in the clean and spacious corridor, her eyes seemed to be dancing with fire, and her nose seemed to be able to smell the pungent smell of burning fire. When she thought of Song Fei's tragic ending, Song Ci felt heartbroken and her legs were a little unable to move.
Standing at the door of Song Fei's ward, Song Ci suddenly became cowardly.
She didn't dare to open the door, for she was afraid that there would be no one inside.
After taking a few deep breaths outside the door, Song Ci opened the ward door.
As soon as the door opened, Song Ci saw the woman lying on the bed, sleeping with her eyes closed. Seeing Song Fei still lying there, Song Ci's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and a layer of tears gradually appeared in her eyes.
Song Fei had been asleep for eight years. Although she had been taking nutritional supplements to maintain her bodily functions, her growth and development had slowed considerably. At fourteen, Song Fei was already 1.64 meters tall. In eight years, she had only grown four centimeters.
On the contrary, Song Ci has grown rapidly over the years and is now 171 cm tall.
Song Ci had a sexy figure, with voluptuous curves, her body well-developed and her waist slender enough to fit in one hand. Song Fei, on the other hand, was as thin and frail as a paper figure, her lips pale, almost sickly.
But Song Fei looks exactly like Song Ci.
Although they are twins, Song Fei was more competitive than Song Ci in the womb. She absorbed enough nutrition and was taller and heavier than Song Ci when she was born. Even her IQ was higher than Song Ci.
When Song Fei took an IQ test at the age of ten, her IQ was 182, while Song Ci's was only 132. Song Ci was at best a smart person, while Song Fei was a genius who learned everything quickly. Song Fei's teachers treated her like a national treasure.
While Song Ci was researching how to use sanitary napkins, Song Fei was studying the various states of viral decomposition. While Song Ci was arguing with trolls on Weibo about her idol, Song Fei had already successfully become a student under virologist Fu Hanshen...
If Song Fei was in good health, she would definitely become a more dazzling existence than Song Ci.
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