Song Jiao has been actively involved in charity work for many years. However, it's not that she has much sympathy for those in difficult circumstances. She simply wants to increase her fame and better promote her image. In the process, she has achieved satisfactory results for all parties involved.
Song Jun was the same. He could be conscientious in his work, but his ultimate goal was to get promoted faster and climb higher. Was this a bad thing? Not entirely. So Song Xia couldn't blame him after she understood.
What she didn't ask was whether the two of them got married and had children because they were compatible or because of their feelings for each other.
At first, she felt it was unfair to their partners, but then she thought, maybe their partners had the same idea back then? Whether it was in daily life or on holidays, whether it was money or words of comfort, the two of them rarely neglected each other, and after the child was born, they never neglected the child, giving the child plenty of companionship and love.
So Song Xia didn't know how to judge them, because their actions were not lacking, and they even did it better than the average person, disguising themselves to the extreme. Could the purpose still be distinguished as real or fake? Or was it still that important?
She never intended to interfere in their lives, and seeing that they usually got along well, she became even less concerned.
She didn't care, but both families treated her with great respect. During holidays, even if she didn't invite them, they would come to her place to give gifts and have meals. Of course, most of the time, she didn't receive them.
Taking care of Song Jun and Song Jiao was already enough of a hassle for her. She had planned to gradually cut off contact with them after they came of age, but things took a turn for the worse back then. However, that didn't mean she would become a mother hen again. Now that they are married with families of their own, she has even less patience to deal with them. Over the years, she prefers to live alone and would rather stay in the laboratory facing those petri dishes.
However, her indifference did not dampen the enthusiasm of both families. Whenever there was an important matter, they would even consult her first, although she usually declined.
Song Jun and Song Jiao knew about her ambition and her deliberate avoidance. They also understood that their frequent contact might annoy their sister, but they had no choice but to do so. It wasn't to continue to bask in their sister's glory, but rather because the older they got, the more they felt that if they didn't take the initiative, they would really lose their sister.
They never understood why their sister would avoid them, since they hadn't done anything wrong except for being a little selfish when they were young, and they had corrected those personality traits as they grew up. At least their selfishness no longer hurt others, let alone their sister.
Until they were in their seventies, they had a dream. At that time, Song Xia was already seventy-six years old. She, who had always been energetic, suddenly contracted a virus and fell ill in bed.
After achieving great success and having many children and grandchildren, Song Jun and Song Jiao fell asleep almost every night with sweet dreams. However, on their seventieth birthday, they both had the same dream, and both woke up drenched in sweat and in pain.
The next day, they met eagerly and said almost in unison, "I have something to tell you. I know why now."
The two paused, then looked at each other in bewilderment: "Did you dream about it too?"
After discovering that they had the same dream, their expressions became even more pained. They could no longer comfort themselves that it was just a dream, or perhaps it was an experience from a past life.
Song Jiao's eyes were red: "Was that really me? How could I be such a bastard?"
Song Jun also looked dazed: "How can I not acknowledge my sister in front of my colleagues and friends?"
“I took my sister’s salary, drained her of all her hard work, and then mocked her for not being ambitious. Is that something a human being would say? My sister gave everything for me!”
"They didn't even leave the last house to my sister; that was her last refuge!"
"How heartbroken my sister must have been! She poured all her heart and soul into raising two jerks! Two ungrateful wretches!"
"When she was sick, there was no one to sign the consent form or take care of her. How desperate must my sister have been?"
"And my sister must have dreamed about her past life before we did, otherwise she wouldn't have been so determined to keep accounts after Dad passed away, and she wouldn't have insisted on allocating the house proportions even after we were all working."
"My sister had just come of age at the time, yet she arranged everything so well. I see..."
After realizing this, the two exchanged a glance and lowered their heads in shame and remorse. Their sister knew they were ungrateful, yet she still chose to raise them—what a noble sentiment! If it were them…
The two gave a wry smile. They both knew themselves well. If they were in their sister's shoes, they would never be so magnanimous if they had to go through it all again.
No wonder my sister has always been distant and indifferent to them all these years. After knowing about her past life, who could let go of such feelings?
My sister didn't hold their past life against them, which is already a saintly thing to do. She just wanted to stay away from them, which is perfectly understandable. It's ridiculous that they complained before about why my sister didn't like to be close to them. Even though she has a lot of free time after retirement, she still loves to go to the lab and interact with the students.
"Song Jun, I deserve to die!" Song Jiao looked at the sky, her eyes red. "I know that's something I can do."
"What difference is there between you and me? Song Jiao, I have no face to see my sister again!"
After saying this, the two lowered their heads in repentance, until a phone call made them panic again.
Song Xia was critically ill. The bacteria in the petri dish suddenly mutated. In order to prevent the bacteria from spreading, she locked the laboratory from the inside. She only allowed people to enter after all the bacteria that had spilled into the air and onto objects in the laboratory had been killed and a reagent had been developed.
However, she was infected. Even though she had received treatment, she was already old and had suffered such torment, so she could no longer hold on, and all her organs began to fail.
After she was hospitalized, most of her former star students rushed over, but none of them had a solution. She may have had a solution herself, but she is now too weak to say whether she can even handle another research project.
After conducting a thorough examination, the doctor in charge of her medical check-up notified Song Jun and Song Jiao that she might not have much time left.
Song Xia herself didn't feel anything, after all, she had lived a fulfilling and happy life. But Song Jun and Song Jiao felt like the sky was falling. Not only them, but the whole society was worried after the news of Song Xia's critical illness was reported on TV. Everyone knew that it was because of her that they had been spared so much pain all these years. But now their guardian angel was going to leave them first. How could this be! How could this be?
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