Xu Qichen’s premonition was proven right again.
Whenever he thought, I’m about to leave, he really left.
Once again, his body fell rapidly through the endless darkness and a new world began to form in his consciousness.
He heard someone yelling, but it was difficult to judge the distance.
Who was it?
The sound gradually got clearer and clearer.
“Lin Ge’er! Lin Ge’er!”
He woke up with a start.
In front of him was a little girl in a gray blue embroidered dress, with spiky bangs on her forehead and a long braid on her back.
“Lin Ge’er, you’re finally awake!”
Xu Qichen frowned slightly as his eyes darted around, but all he could see was the squarish wooden bed. He sat up and looked around. Only then was he able to see the furnishings of the rest of the house. They look antiquated, but on the walls were several western-style oil paintings that seemed very out-of-place from the rest of the house.
Suddenly, it occurred to him to look at himself.
He was only wearing a white undershirt with flowery buttons. Upon a second glance, he found a navy blue gown hanging on the mahogany gown hanger beside him.
“Lin Ge’er, what are you staring at? Get up quickly, the ma’am is looking for you.” The girl seemed very anxious as she handed him the gown.
He felt a little uncomfortable. After taking the gown, he looked back. There was no one else on the wide, empty bed.
An unspeakable sense of loss wrapped around him tightly.
The girl, who had no idea about the ache in Xu Qichen’s heart, continued to rush him. Although he had not figured out what was going on, since he was in a new world now, he had to carry out the next mission So Xu Qichen quickly put on the gown and bent down beside the bed to put on his shoes.
He still felt unsatisfied, so he asked in his mind, “0901, this is the third world I’ve come to, right?”
0901, who has not spoken in a long time, replied, “Yes, Mr. Xu. This is the third world, set in Jiangqu, in the era of the Republic of China. You are playing the main character Sun Lin.”
When he stood up, something felt strange. Xu Qichen looked at his right leg.
He took another two steps.
His right foot was lame.
He really was Sun Lin.
“Lin Ge’er, please take a shower or ma’am will reprimand us.” The girl brought in a copper basin half-filled with hot water, with a white cotton towel on it, and put it on the copper vanity.
Xu Qichen made a sound of agreement and walked over. Although his foot was lame, it was not too bad. There was less than a centimeter difference between the length of his left and right legs, but to Xu Qichen, who was used to walking normally, the tiny difference still caused him a lot of difficulty.
He sighed internally. He could only blame his own settings.
Sun Lin’s hometown was a village. The old teacher in the village had a son and a daughter who was very beautiful. She often went to buy stationery and paper with her father, who worked in the city. Later, she found a job at the paper factory in the provincial capital and worked for two months before going back to the village. Only after repeated questioning by her father did they find out that she had gotten pregnant.
The girl had a very stubborn temper and refused to disclose any information about the child’s father, so she could only hide at home and give birth in secret. Unfortunately, her pregnancy was especially difficult, and she even went to the provincial hospital to give birth, but in the end, though the child was delivered, she passed away in the process.
Just as the old man was about to take his grandchild back to the countryside, he was stopped by the old housekeeper of the Song family, owners of Song Departmental Store. It turned out that the lady of the Song family wanted to raise his grandson for him.
The traditional old man who has studied classics all his life naturally did not wish to raise this little grandson who popped up out of nowhere. Since a famous family wished to take him in, he gave the child away easily. This was the story of how Sun Lin entered the Song family.
After recalling the plot and settings, Xu Qichen felt a little more sure of himself.
After washing his face, he looked up and looked at the face in the bronze mirror. His hair was neither long nor short. It was soft and scattered on his forehead. He looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, clean and gentle. Despite being a child with a tough fate, he had the face of a young master.
Xu Qichen wiped dry his hands and followed the girl out.
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“Lin Ge’er.”
Xu Qichen was not used to the form of address yet, so he took a moment to react. The girl in front of him stopped and turned to look at him, “Lin Ge’er, why do you look so out of it? Are you ill? I knew I should have stopped you and the young master yesterday instead of letting you have a snowball fight.”
Snowball fight?
Xu Qichen grasped the piece of information and quickly recalled the plot. There was indeed a scene of them playing in the snow in the novel, so he must have transmigrated into that part of the plot.
In order to avoid her suspicion, Xu Qichen finally said, “I might have caught a cold from yesterday. My head has been feeling heavy since I woke up.”
Sun Lin in the novel was a wise and quiet person, which was convenient since it meant that he would not have to put in too much effort to get into character.
“Just as I expected,” she said, but did not reprimand him further.
In the novel, the ancestors of the Song family had operated cloth farms since the end of the Qing Dynasty. Song Mingkun, the head of this generation, was a businessman with quite a business mind. Following the trend of the times, he set up the first departmental store in Jiangqu. Half of the cargo ships coming and going on the river belonged to the Song family.
He might be just a businessman, but to have gotten so far, he naturally had many connections and means. Song Mingkun’s wife was the daughter of the vice mayor of Qiangqu, and was a proper well-known lady.
They have been married for many years, which can be regarded as love. However, after more than ten years of marriage, Mrs. Song only gave birth to two daughters. In that era, she had failed to complete the task of continuing the family.
Song Mingkun’s mother was worried, so she secretly found him a mistress, who really gave birth to a son. Then they threw a large wedding for the mistress and made her his second wife.
How could the proud Mrs. Song swallow this? She visited famous doctors all over the country to recuperate, and became pregnant again the year after the second wife was brought in.
At this time, the lady was already 32 years old, and was regarded as an old-age pregnant woman in that era. During her pregnancy, the entire household revolved around her to the point where even during meals she did not have to lift a finger. However, the baby was so well taken care of that it could not wait to come out, so she gave birth after only eight months.
Fortunately, Mrs. Song finally gave birth to the long-anticipated son. But the delicate young master was born prematurely, and many famous doctors had predicted that he may die young.
Mrs. Song was so afraid that she could only look for a fortune-teller, who said that the only way to save the weak and unfortunate young master was to find a find a boy born at the exact same day and time as him and raise him by his side to block the misfortune.
And because it is a novel, the unfortunate boy was, of course, the Sun Lin that Xu Qichen was to play.
As the first wife’s son as well as the youngest child of the family, the young master was truly sheltered and pampered.
Sun Lin’s life also revolved around the young master.
Xu Qichen walked a long way against the wind and snow. Watching the Song family in his novel become a concrete reality, felt very strange.
The Song family’s house was quite different from other big families. It was iconic of this era, blending Chinese and Western decor in an interesting mix.
The back house where Xu Qichen had been in earlier, was built in the style from later period of Qing Dynasty and had a history of more than 100 years. The front was different. The land was newly purchased by Song Mingkun. Imitating the style of Western houses, he had built an atmospheric and beautiful garden house that was three storeys high and had a red brick sloped roof. It brimmed with magnificence. A pool was specially chiseled between the front and rear houses, which strung together the ancient and modern flavor perfectly.
Xu Qichen followed the girl around the winding corridor, stepped out of the high door of the back house, and passed by the pool. Only then did he enter the modern house where the lady and the young master lived.
An older lady stood by the backdoor. Upon seeing them, she quickly opened the door, “Aiyo, Ah Lin, you’re finally here. Quick, come with me.”
Xu Qichen did not say anything. He did not know the situation very well now, so he was afraid of saying too much and causing trouble. He simply kept silent and just bowed his head and followed the old lady up
The girl beside him spoke, looking very concerned, “Zhang-mama, is the young master still throwing a tantrum?”
“Don’t talk about it, the lady’s so anxious!” Zhang-mama dragged the pair of them upstairs with hurried steps. Xu Qichen was still unused to wearing this kind of gown, plus his leg was lame, so he could not keep up.
“Lin Ge’er, what is it? Are you ill?”
Xu Qichen shook his head, “My leg… I can’t walk so quickly.”
“Yes, yes, yes, I almost forgot.” Zhang-mama slowed down. They soon arrived at the second floor and walked down the hallway. As they approached the door, they head a middle-aged woman’s voice.
“Each of you claim to be a physician, but you can’t even fix a cold? Are you here to piss me off?”
This is probably Mrs. Song, Xu Qichen thought to himself.
At the door, Zhang-mama took two steps back and pushed Xu Qichen lightly, “Ah Lin, you’d better go in yourself.”
Xu Qichen felt a little panicked, but he had no choice but to brace himself and knock on the door.
The door opened. Upon seeing him, the girl who opened the door beamed and turn around to say, “Ma’am, Lin Ge-er is here!”
Why does it feel like he’s a miracle doctor?
“Let him in! We’ve waited all day.”
Xu Qichen immediately followed the girl in. The room was several times warmer than the one he had come from. The furnishings inside were all foreign-style, with marble floors, carved ceiling lamps, Western-style broken flower sofas, a gramophone and a piano.
When Xu Qichen entered the room, he saw four or five girls lined up, carrying meals, medicine bowls and washbasins, bypassing an octagonal pear blossom wood gold silk painting brocade screen. There were also several doctors who were clearly uncomfortable, not knowing if they should stand or sit. Beside the bed sat a poised woman who looked about 50 years old. As soon as she saw Xu Qichen coming in, her anxious eyebrows immediately smoothened out, She gently pushed the bump on the quilt on the bed, “Son, I have summoned Ah Lin.” As she spoke, she waved Xu Qichen over with a smile.
Xu Qichen walked over, thinking to himself if it would be proper to stand beside the bed, but Mrs. Song simply pulled him down to sit on the edge of the bed.
An irritated voice spoke up from beneath the quilts, “Is he finally here?”
Only when Mrs. Song pushed Xu Qichen’s arm lightly did he reply, “Young master, I’m here.”
A slender hand reached out from under the quilts and felt around but did not find what it was searching for. Anxiously, Mrs. Song picked up the hand and placed it on Xu Qichen’s arm, “He’s here.”
The hand slid down his arm until it found Xu Qichen’s hand and closed around it.
“Cold,” his voice was still stuffy.
Mrs. Song immediately stood up, “Xiao Yue, get a handwarmer for Ah Lin.” Then she turned back to her son, “Son, how are you feeling? Better?”
That hand held Xu Qichen’s tightly. It was warm, far warmer than the handwarmer that the girl gave him.
“Better, better, you can all go out.” The person under the quilts seemed to turn over and the bed shook a little. “The room is too crowded, I’m feeling dizzy.”
Mrs. Song quickly agreed, but she still felt uneasy, so she reached into the quilt, “Let me check if you’re still feverish.”
“I’m not, all of you, out.”
Only then did she retreat. “All of you may leave. Leave the food on the table.”
The young master in the quilts spoke again, “Mother, you too.”
Mrs. Song sighed, patted Xu Qichen on the shoulder and gave him a look.
Xu Qichen did not understand what she meant to convey. He watched as everyone left the room, and so he also stood up to leave, but the hand holding his tugged suddenly, and he fell onto the bed.
This patient sure had a lot of strength.
“I didn’t ask you to leave.”
Xu Qichen sat back by the bed and tried to break the man’s grip to no avil. So he could only suffer his red-hot plier-like grip.
“Are they all gone?”
“En, they’re gone.”
Only then did the Song family’s young master pull the quilt down and looked around.
Xu Qichen looked at him.
His was a face with sharp features, and could easily be called very handsome. His dark hair was stuck to the forehead because of sweat and, likely because of the fever, the lips and even his ears were red.
“So stuffy.” He wiggled upwards and rested his head on the goose feather soft pillow. “Once you’re here, I feel much better.” He coughed twice. Xu Qichen subconsciously felt a little distressed. Seeing a cup of tea on the carved wooden cabinet, he reached out and handed it to him.
The young master took the cup and gulped down its contents, then put the cup aside. “When I get better, let’s play in the snow again.”
Even through his illness, he gave Xu Qichen a bright smile.
Exposing his pair of sharp incisors, sparkling like polished porcelain.
Xu Qichen’s heart skipped a beat upon seeing that smile.
He felt as though, the next moment, this person would call him, ‘Senior’.
“0901, this is the third world’s target, Song Yuanyan, right?”
0901 quickly replied, “Yes, Mr. Xu. Your main task in this world is to avoid the bad end where you die, and complete the romantic plotline with Song Yuanyan.”
He had only just been separated from Mu Yao, and already he was faced with Song Yuanyan, whose smile was very much like his.
Xu Qichen’s emotions were very complicated.
Was he glad or not?
“Why aren’t you saying anything?” Song Yuanyan sat himself up and reached over with his other hand to touch Xu Qichen’s forehead.
Xu Qichen avoided his hand and said, “I’m fine, just slow from being frozen.”
“Frozen?” Hearing this, he lifted the quilt up and pulled Xu Qichen in.
Xu Qichen was shocked, “No need, the house is warm enough.”
But the young master paid him no attention, pulling him easily under the quilt, so that their faces were less than two fists apart.
“You’re acting weird today.”
Xu Qichen quickly covered up his surprise with a smile, “No ah…”
Song Yuanyan looked into Xu Qichen’s eyes. “We slept together for so many years when we were children. Why are you uncomfortable now?”
He was still smiling, and that sharp tooth by his lips made Xu Qichen unable to think calmly.
“I… I’m not, uncomfortable…”
“That’s good. Are you feeling warmer?”
Xu Qichen nodded hesitantly.
“I got a fever just to warm the bed for you ah.” Song Yuanyan teased him, but began coughing again. Once he began, the coughing fit would not stop.
Xu Qichen felt helpless, wondering if he should get him medicine, but his hand was grabbed by the young master and put on his back. Through his coughs, he managed, “Pat my back for me.”
The hand on his back was stiff.
Xu Qichen could not put a name to what he was feeling.
It was both strange and familiar.
He patted his back gently and felt his slightly raised spine through the white silk.
When his coughing fit finally stopped, his face was red. He leant against Xu Qichen and said in a low voice, “Every one of those physicians speak as though they are gods amongst people, but few of them can really do much. Their medicines are so bitter and have no effect.” He sounded tired, closing his eyes. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and reached under the pillow to take out a tiny paper bag. He opened it and Xu Qichen saw several small cubes. Picking one up, he lifted it to Xu Qichen’s mouth.
“Wanna eat? They gave it to me earlier for the bitterness. It’s really sweet! It’s from America.”
Seeing his excited look, Xu Qichen opened his mouth and ate the candy.
Song Yuanyan looked very satisfied as he said, “If you ask me, getting all those physicians is just a waste of money. My life is in your hands.”
He turned slightly and met Xu Qichen’s eyes.
The candy began to melt on the tip of his tongue, spreading its sweetness in his mouth.
“Only you can save me.”
Thanks for the chapter!!
Aiya so sweet! Thanks for the chapter
Oh I’m getting excited…! Thank you for the chapter <3
Dang the young master is smooth
Wait are both of them in this system over and over falling in love??? It seems like the young master here knows
thanks for the chapter!
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Aiya,Young master really going for it!