Chapter 4: After the soul swap, I switched back.
Si Qi's body is currently eighteen years old and in his final year of high school. His younger sister, Si Nan, is two years younger than him and is in her first year of high school.
Sting returned to his own body and is now twenty-two years old, several years older than his classmates, with the appearance of a young man.
If he hadn't encountered the soul swap, given his slum background and the genetic disease inherited from his parents, he would have died long ago.
Thanks to the financial support from the Si family, or rather, thanks to the original owner's six years of struggle, she managed to find the Si family and prolong her life. Otherwise, Si Ding wouldn't even have the ability to cause trouble for Si Qi, let alone enjoy so many wonderful years of life.
But he wouldn't think that way at all, and he certainly wouldn't be grateful to Si Qi for it.
The person he most wanted to kill in his life was the one who had brought him the greatest benefit. He had taken over Si Qi's life and enjoyed everything Si Qi had, so he wanted to trample Si Qi into the mud and make sure Si Qi could never recover for the rest of his life; otherwise, he would never be at peace.
But fate was cruel; after giving him all of this, it took it all away.
He had painstakingly built his life over more than a decade, and everything—his image, resume, network, and even his health—had fallen into Si Qi's hands.
Si Qi's terrible living environment, his universally despised status as an illegitimate child, and even his dying body, all became things that he would have to take over in the future.
The more Si Ding understood how terrible his situation was, the more impatient he became. He couldn't wait to get rid of this identity, and he dared not and was unwilling to face the life that Si Qi had faced for more than ten years, and to taste the bitterness that Si Qi had once tasted.
Even though he had only had the body for less than a day, he was already terrified. The excruciating pain, collapsing to the ground, weeping uncontrollably, and losing all dignity was an experience no human could bear. Humiliation, agony, wanting to beg but receiving no help, only able to watch helplessly as his body slowly succumbed to death.
He was afraid; he didn't want to!
He should be Si Qi, and can only be Si Qi. Si Ding has nothing to do with him.
He ran to the door of the senior class, stood outside panting, and found that the metal door of the classroom did not budge.
Realizing that he was currently using Sting's body, and that the classroom door required a biometric chip inside the student's body to confirm their identity before it could be opened, Sting irritably spun around in place, nervously biting his thumb, and peering curiously into the classroom's glass window.
He saw that familiar figure through the window.
Unexpectedly, the other party remained calm, sitting upright with his eyes fixed on the projection in front of him, his posture elegant and poised, showing no sign of unease.
Many students secretly glanced at Si Qi, as if he were bathed in light today, making him stand out even more than usual.
With their outstanding appearance and demeanor, one can immediately tell that the person has an extraordinary background and a status that ordinary people can only dream of.
That's the kind of attitude that can only be displayed after years of being immersed in enough money and power.
Si Ding stared wide-eyed, unable to believe that this was the same Si Qi who always kept his head down, had a gloomy face, and spoke weakly.
He seemed even more outstanding than he had been in the past.
"Impossible, it can't be..." Sting muttered to himself, trying to convince himself that it was just an illusion.
This person had been struggling outside since the age of six, enduring countless hardships and bullying. After returning home, he was imprisoned by his parents for a year, and the mental abuse had already left him with severe depression. Not to mention the years of bullying at school and the pain caused by his illness... He was as humble and timid as an ant, how could he possibly change all of that just by changing his body?
The glass was soundproof, so Sting couldn't hear the conversation inside. But he could roughly guess what the group was doing from their facial expressions and movements.
The teacher called Si Qi's name, and a question appeared on the projector on his desk. Si Qi glanced down at it, and it was unclear what he answered. The teacher smiled with satisfaction and praised him, and the students applauded.
Si Ding frowned, completely baffled. Although he knew Si Qi had good grades before, he had only completed the first year of high school; there was no way he could know the material for the third year…
After thinking it over, it must be because he had cultivated a very good image in the past, so now it all benefited Si Qi. No matter what Si Qi said, as long as there were no obvious mistakes, the people around him would automatically fill in the gaps in their minds, make up for Si Qi's oversights, and then give him the most tolerant and friendly attitude.
Damn it, this guy is shameless!
Si Ding gritted his teeth, resentful that Si Qi had stolen his resources by using his identity and shamelessly exploited him.
It's all his!
That's true. How could a mere six years of childhood compare to his more than ten years of painstaking cultivation? Even if Si Qi was originally a child of the Si family, in the eyes of outsiders, the identity of "Si Qi" was something that Si Ding painstakingly built up bit by bit! The "Si Qi" that everyone knows is him, always him, not that "Si Ding"!
But now all of that belongs to Si Qi… Si Ding became angrier and angrier, and punched the glass with his hand to try to get Si Qi’s attention, but it didn’t work. Instead, the teacher glanced at him.
The system will automatically notify the teacher who has the authority to enter the classroom when someone tries to enter.
The teacher turned his head to look out the window, and the students instinctively followed his gaze. Soon after, many recognized the face wrapped in gauze and quietly turned to look at Si Qi.
Si Qi remained expressionless and continued flipping through the textbook in his hands.
One of his lackeys, used to watching Si Qi's expression, fawned over him, saying, "Young Master Si, shall I go and take a look for you?"
Si Qi knew this person, or rather, the original owner of this body knew him and had a very deep impression of him.
Upon hearing this, Si Qi raised an eyebrow, as if he foresaw some good show, and nodded to indicate that he could.
So the person got up and walked out of the classroom in a very natural manner.
The teacher did not react to this and continued lecturing.
When Siding saw the student leave, his expression changed drastically.
He knew better than anyone what he'd done to Sting through this guy. Now that this guy's out there, what was he up to? Could he not guess?
Siding turned and ran.
Unfortunately, with his limp, he hadn't run two steps before the other person grabbed his hair from behind. The next second, cries of pain and the sound of limbs colliding echoed in the stairwell. Before his injuries had fully healed, several more wounds appeared on Siding's body.
He tried to retaliate because he knew martial arts, but the strain on his body made his attacks easily blocked.
While being beaten, his mind raced, and he loudly revealed what he knew about the man's weaknesses in an attempt to threaten him.
Instead of stopping, the other person hit him even harder, grabbing his neck, pulling him up, and slamming him against the wall, laughing loudly: "What's the use of knowing all this? Can you call someone to arrest me? As long as Young Master Si is willing to protect me, I can kill you right here and now, and no one will say a word against me."
Sting was beaten until he spat out blood, and he despaired of this cruel class system.
In today's society, tycoons hold sway. The federal government is nothing more than an empty shell, otherwise it wouldn't allow people to be divided into different classes.
The Si family is the largest conglomerate in the province, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they have absolute power.
If he wants to complain to someone, who can he complain to?
If he weren't Si Qi, and didn't have that identity, even if he had knowledge, courage, and experience, others would look down on him, not fear him, and could still kill him with a single finger.
He had unspeakable bitterness in his heart, and unlike Si Nan, this person's fighting style was all show and no substance. Si Ding was certain that he heard the sound of bones breaking, otherwise his chest wouldn't have hurt so much.
Unable to bear it any longer, he had to face reality, swallow his pride and dignity, and apologize to the underling he had once looked down upon. After being spat on in the head and thrown to the ground, he struggled to his feet and ran away.
The other party warned him not to come any closer, or they would beat him every time they saw him.
Under the other person's gaze, he could only keep his head down and hurry out.
After leaving, he went to the infirmary again. The school doctor was speechless at his appearance, muttered "He won't listen to me", and tossed Siding a first-aid kit, telling him to take care of himself.
Siding was so angry that he cursed, and the school doctor rolled his eyes at him several times.
He wanted to teach the "lower class" a lesson as he had done in the past, but he knew he was nothing now and had no ability to do so.
Si Ding could only bandage his own wounds, belatedly realizing that his attempt to confront his classmates and prove his identity was utterly futile. The soul-swapping theory was too absurd; everyone's first reaction wouldn't be to confirm his identity, but rather to ignore the evidence he offered, judging from "Si Qi's" expression, and simply shut him up…
Considering his past dominance at school, he knew that if Si Qi spread the word, he would definitely be in deep trouble.
If Si Qi were ruthless enough to kill him to silence him, making it an "accidental death," given how Si Qi's parents treated Si Ding, they would definitely not resent Si Qi for Si Ding's death. They might even comfort Si Qi and tell him not to take it to heart.
No, he must live! He must live until school holidays. The biochip won't stop him from entering the school just because he's a boarding student. That day, he'll definitely be able to go back to the Si family and see his parents.
Before that, he needed to keep a low profile, at least not let Si Qi seize the opportunity to kill him.
Si Ding thought about it more and more and felt that this was the right thing to do. If the fake Si Qi felt threatened, he should be silenced before he could tell the truth. Then, no matter what the truth was, no matter whether Si Qi's parents and sister would avenge him, he would be dead!
Once you die, you lose everything.
Siding fell silent. After a long while, he looked up at the school doctor across from him, whose face was grim, and ordered, "Give me painkillers for the genetic disease."
The school doctor was speechless and said irritably, "How could there possibly be that kind of medicine here?"
Normal school clinics don't stock rare, effective painkillers like anti-cancer drugs. Besides, people with genetic diseases are usually the lower classes living in slums and affected by radiation. How could such people possibly attend school here?
"Can't you just go buy some?" Siding said irritably. "My medicine was lost, and I don't have a single pill left. I still have more than a month before I can go home! You have to solve this problem for me!"
Upon hearing this, the school doctor looked at Siding with pity and said, "Then you really are unlucky."
The medicine for treating genetic diseases needs to be custom-made, so where can you buy it? Besides, seeing Siding like this, he had no intention of running around and going to great lengths to help.
"..." Is this something that can be solved with just a bad day? Si Ding was furious.
If his soul hadn't been swapped back, he could have gloated that Si Qi's medicine had been stolen, gone shopping with his mother as if it were none of his business, then made a video call to see Si Qi's miserable state, imagining Si Qi having to endure dozens of days of excruciating pain, and secretly laughed to himself.
Unfortunately, his soul was switched back at this moment, and he became the one who had to suffer all of this. He couldn't laugh at all!
At this moment, he even hated Si Nan. If it weren't for Si Nan's unnecessary actions, how could he have suffered all of this?
But he didn't have the right to cause trouble for Si Nan. That girl only recognized her brother based on his face. No matter who had Si Qi's face, she thought that person was her own brother. She was simply blind!
Perhaps he could grit his teeth, bear the risk of being reprimanded by Si Nan, and pester her a few more times? If Si Nan heard the details of their interactions, she would most likely believe his identity. At the very least, she could return his medicine.
Just as he was thinking this, a text message arrived at Si Ding's address; the sender was Si Qi.
A bad feeling rose in Siding's heart. He swallowed hard and opened the text message.
After reading the contents, he slammed the screen shut, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
...
Si Ding was extremely wary of Si Qi, but Si Qi didn't take Si Ding seriously.
The moment he switched his soul back, Sting's fate was already sealed. The more he struggled, the more he tried to live longer, the more torment he suffered in that body due to illness and inner imbalance, and the more he was able to atone for the original owner's sins.
Si Qi didn't take such people seriously, but the powerful Si family couple required some of his attention.
How should we deal with these two people?
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