Exclusively For You: Chapter 4
Chapter 4: She touched it and cracked it
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"Damn it! I parked the car perfectly by the roadside, and when I went to buy a can of cola, it got hit by someone with no eyes! It's really annoying!"
Xu Yan's emotions flared up, his face turning red with anger in the hospital room.
Cheng Gui sat beside him, leaning over the coffee table, writing a prescription. Upon hearing Xu Yan's words, he smiled and handed over the prescription, saying, "Calm down, Master Xu, first give this to the nurse, and then get medicine for your third brother."
Xu Yan nodded, efficiently taking the prescription and leaving the room.
Just as he stepped out of the hospital room, a second later, he poked his head back in, tentatively asking the man who was looking at his phone, "Third Brother, I added the doctor on WeChat, did she accept?"
"Can't you ask for yourself?" Shen Muci lay on the adjustable hospital bed at a 45 degree angle, not even lifting his eyelids.
Xu Yan replied hesitantly, as it was done secretly, "If she accepts, don't delete it for now. Wait for me to get my phone fixed, just a day!" He extended a finger, promising.
Sheng Mu Ci raised an eyebrow and glanced at him from a distance. "Oh, Master Xu's phone is broken? Why don't you just buy a new one?" Cheng Gui deliberately teased him.
Cheng Gui was Sheng Mu Ci's private doctor, and the three of them had been friends for many years. Cheng Gui wasn't a local of the city, which made him stand out in the circle of rich kids.
Xu Yan complained, his face wrinkled with distress, "I want to, but I haven't backed up anything inside. Where should I go and cry?"
When he suddenly felt a cool, chilling gaze on him, he jumped and instantly changed his tone, "Please, smashing a phone by Third Brother is super cool, right? Love it, okay?"
Sheng Mu Ci reached for the cigarette case on the bedside table, lit one, and took a drag, with a casual tone, "Close the door."
*Bang.*
Xu Yan closed the door behind him.
Cheng Gui shook his head with a smile, poured a glass of water, and reminded, "At least for a month, no smoking."
"I know," the girl during the day said that.
Suddenly, Sheng Mu Ci himself was lost in thought about Dr. Song, but he quickly shrugged it off, not taking it seriously.
He was used to looking down on everything, and the last thing he believed in was fate.
Nonsense.
Just then, Sheng Mu Ci's phone rang, and a new message popped up on WeChat.
ss: "Hello, I am a friend of Tangnian."
ss: "Nice to meet you."
ss: "I have some emotional issues, but no rush. I'll consult with you when you're available [Good girl.jpg]."
Sheng Mu Ci held his right arm up, gently grinding his cigarette between his teeth, and there was a touch of wildness in his half-yuppie demeanor.
He looked at the chat box, furrowing his brow as he lightly bit the cigarette butt.
The WeChat name of this cute cat-head: ss.
Then he glanced at his own: Love whoever.
What a ridiculous thing.
"Tsk." Sheng Mu Ci irritably entered his personal information, deleting the long-standing "Love whoever."
He typed a menacing new nickname: "Eating Children Alive."
Then, Sheng Mu Ci, under the large letters of "Eating Children Alive," replied to the other person without much enthusiasm: "?"
Just as the question mark was sent.
ss: "By the way, my name is Song Li."
Sheng Mu Ci paused, and the cigarette slipped from his mouth onto his robe. He didn't bother to pick it up, but in an instant, he realized that she was the doctor introduced by Xu Yan. However, she seemed to have mistaken him for someone else.
God knows what method Xu Yan used to introduce her. With his worrying IQ, nothing he did was surprising.
Sheng Mu Ci lightly scoffed.
Normally, he would have simply ignored such a message. However, at that moment, he couldn't explain his own feelings. Perhaps it was the similarity in names or the overwhelming familiarity she gave him.
Even the tiny red mole on her nostril was perfectly placed.
In any case, at that time, Sheng Mu Ci unknowingly had a slightly more special impression of this Dr. Song, and even a hint of rare patience.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have found Song Li's words interesting after re-reading them twice and replied with, "What emotional issues."
But.
Just as he hit send, his calm demeanor suddenly turned into astonishment.
[You have 1 unsent message]
[SS has enabled friend verification and you are not their friend yet. Please send a friend verification request first. After the other person verifies it, you can chat.]
The red exclamation mark in the chat box was so eye-catching that it almost stung.
Sheng Mu Ci stared blankly for a moment, realizing that he had been deleted. He lightly touched his cheek with his tongue and almost laughed.
Deleted after introducing oneself?
Impressive.
His patience was short-lived, and the tiny bit he had was wiped out. Sheng Mu Ci threw his phone aside, picked up the fallen cigarette in front of him, and lit it again.
After thinking for three seconds, feeling somewhat annoyed, he reluctantly picked up his phone and sent a friend verification.
Note: [Trying to hook me up? I'll call the police.]
This bluff actually worked, taking only half a minute.
SS: [I have accepted your friend verification request. Now we can start chatting.]
Sheng Mu Ci raised an eyebrow and deliberately asked: [Dr. Song? Is this you?]
The other person was probably afraid of his previous sharp attitude, and their words were cautious: [Um... it's me.]
Sheng Mu Ci glanced at the electronic clock on the wall: [10-14, 20:20:52]
The girl on the other side couldn't understand: [What is this...]
Sheng Mu Ci: [A little commemoration.]
SS: [What?]
Sheng Mu Ci: [The first time I've ever been deleted by someone.]
SS: [...]
She became even more awkward: [Sorry, I, uh, my hand slipped just now.]
Sheng Mu Ci forced a smile: [A surgeon's hand, and it slipped like that?]
ss: "..."
ss: "Is it dawn on your end? I won't disturb you for now. Let's talk about counseling another day, okay?"
She decisively and tactfully ended the conversation: "Wishing you a pleasant trip!"
She disappeared faster than a ghost.
Sheng Mu Ci tilted his head, playfully saying: "Are you going to unfriend me again?"
Perhaps the primacy effect had clearly defined his initial impression. He was just teasing her, but the way the girl looked, it seemed like she was being threatened. She felt like he was asking –
"Dare to unfriend me again, and how do you think I'll deal with you?"
So she honestly replied: "I won't."
Sheng Mu Ci: "Is that true?"
ss: "... It's true."
Sheng Mu Ci made a snorting sound.
Alright.
One who had walked away with his coat eighteen years ago, and one who dared to deceive him here, and even unfriend him on WeChat.
They were truly a pair of ancestors.
With this in mind, he suddenly raised his lips and replied with a rare "Hmm."
"What came to your mind? It can make you laugh," Cheng Gui sipped his tea and asked leisurely. Cheng Gui asked nonchalantly, sipping his water.
Sheng Mu Ci's lips curved with a casual smile.
"I thought of my ancestors."
Having seen him as difficult and unpredictable, this calm and easygoing attitude, as if an enraged lion had its fur smoothed down, Cheng Gui really couldn't get used to it.
There seemed to be something going on.
Cheng Gui inquired curiously: "Playing friends?"
He was genuinely curious about who had the ability to provoke this ancestor's ancestor.
Sheng Mu Ci gave a sidelong glance: "Don't act like my mom."
"Concerned about the boss's emotional state." Cheng Gui said with a straight face.
Sheng Mu Ci had an unorthodox demeanor and lightly sneered: "No need to talk about it when there's nothing else to do."
"Are you really not fond of girls at all?" Xu Yan just heard this sentence as soon as he entered.
He walked into the room with a shocked expression and said with some fear, "Third brother, are you dissatisfied with the girls Aunt Cen introduced because you have me in mind?"
Cheng Gui had just swallowed a mouthful of water when he suddenly choked.
"Either you flip through 'The Classic of Mountains and Seas' more, or you find a spot to lie down by yourself," Sheng Mu Ci said expressionlessly, casting him a glance.
(T/E: 'The Classic of Mountains and Seas' is a collection of Chinese mythological and geographical texts that describe a wide range of fantastical creatures, strange lands, and natural phenomena.)
Xǔ Yán: "..."
That night, Sheng Mu Ci entered a dream.
He dreamt of a night without stars or moon, with silence in the alley.
He sat with the little girl on the stone pillar at the entrance of the courtyard, chatting idly.
The little girl was sometimes speechless, sometimes laughed and had a delicate and coquettish sobbing hiccup. After laughing, she felt embarrassed, wiped a tear from her hand, and ignored him again.
He chuckled, playing with a metallic lighter, making a clicking sound.
It didn't take long for the police to arrive.
The wall lamp outside the courtyard casts a hazy halo. Sheng Mu Ci stood there, watching her being led away by the police.
Not too far away, Song Lí turned her head, locked eyes with him for a moment, then suddenly stopped and took small, quick steps back to him.
She tilted her face up, with wet eyelashes, still looking a bit shy.
"Thank you, big brother," five-year-old Song Lí said softly to him.
Sheng Mu Ci lowered his eyes, took the cigarette out of his mouth, and raised an eyebrow. "Thank you, big brother?"
He squatted down, opening his legs and looking at her at eye level.
"How should you thank me?" Sheng Mu Ci smiled lazily, unable to resist teasing this little crybaby.
Song Lí thought for a moment, not sure how to thank him.
She lowered her head a bit in frustration and repeated in a soft voice, "...Thank you, big brother."
Sheng Mu Ci chuckled and deliberately lowered his voice, "Heard you."
Sòng Lí lowered her head for a moment, her eyelashes gently lifting to look at the wounds on his face.
Such a beautiful face, like delicate porcelain cracked.
Even the blood oozing had a melancholic beauty.
Children have pure hearts and can't stand to see perfect things break. Song Li is grateful to him and feels a bit sorry, so she grabs his clothes.
"Big brother, don't fight anymore."
"It hurts..."
Sheng Mu Ci's eyes flashed lightly, and he looked at the little friend in front of him and smiled indifferently. "Good people are often bullied, little girl, have you heard that before?"
"Did someone bully you?"
"What do you think?"
"Then, did you tell your mom?"
Sheng Mu Ci fell silent for a moment, and after a few seconds, he answered with a hint of sarcasm, "Big brother is not far off from you."
The meaning of 'not far off' was something Song Li couldn't quite grasp; she thought he was just like her, without parents.
She closed her mouth, and the world became quiet.
"Then... then you can fight." After hesitating for a while, Song Li hesitatedly spoke.
Sheng Mu Ci looked at her, not smiling, and asked, "Just fight? What if Big Brother gets hurt?"
At that time, Song Li still had a childish tone and said seriously, "When you become strong, you won't get hurt anymore."
Upon hearing this, Sheng Mu Ci lowered his head and smiled.
Then, the emotions in his eyes gradually deepened.
Even a little girl who was a stranger was teaching him to be brave and unyielding. But some people would only force him to take forbearance as a virtue.
Song Li wanted to return his jacket, but her arms were short, and the boy's blue and white school uniform was too large, making her look like she was wearing a costume, with exaggerated sleeves.
She couldn't reach the cuffs.
"What are you fumbling for? Just wear it." Sheng Mu Ci lightly tapped her forehead with his finger, put the cigarette back between his lips, and stood up. "Go home quickly, don't stay here and bother big brother from smoking."
She lowered her head shyly. "Oh..."
"Don't want to go back?" Sheng Mu Ci noticed that the little girl, who only reached his waist, seemed somewhat reluctant.
"...Afraid of the dark."
Song Li's voice was so soft, it was like she was talking to herself, and there was something subtle in her words.
Sheng Mu Ci didn't think too much and assured her that the police would keep her safe, but this little girl was strange. She seemed to be afraid of everyone, so why wasn't she afraid of him?
But he had to admit, the little girl was so pretty it made people want to protect her.
Sheng Mu Ci raised an eyebrow, then squatted down again, smiling in an unconventional way, "Tell me, little Ali, which 'Li' are you?"
He asked, and Song Li thought hard.
But to no avail, she eventually shook her head in disappointment, "I can't write..."
Sheng Mu Ci had not spoken yet when the scene suddenly changed. He fell onto a sickbed, and the orange long night transformed into a white room bathed in light.
A girl held his waist, leaning over the bed, wearing a pair of golden-rimmed glasses on her delicate nose, her skin snow-white, dressed in a pristine white coat, exuding a pure beauty that aroused one's fantasies.
In the dream, she had cat ears, all fuzzy.
Baba looked over, those clear and innocent eyes just like that little child.
(T/E: Baba: can mean "father" or "dad." It is a more informal way to address one's father.)
She leaned in closer, her shallow breath carrying a sweet scent, her lips a healthy red, as moist as cherries touched by dewdrops.
He blinked, and suddenly, a burst of two-cent special effects smoke dissipated, revealing that she had turned into a cat, crouching on his chest, looking like something out of a second-dimensional avatar.
The little cat squinted its eyes comfortably, let out a "meow," and suddenly, it softly and gently spoke in human language:
"Brother."
"............"
Sheng Mu Ci tugged at the corner of his mouth, reached out, and scratched her fluffy white chin.
...
"Knock, knock, knock—"
The unexpected knocking on the door abruptly pulled Sheng Mu Ci out of his immersive dream.
"Third Brother, it's time, and you need to take your medicine after eating. My phone is fixed. If you wake up, just let me know," Xu Yan shouted loudly outside the door.
Sheng Mu Ci furrowed his brows tightly.
That loud voice could resurrect the dead.
Sheng Mu Ci opened his eyes a tiny bit, the bedroom was dark, with only slivers of light coming through the gap in the curtains.
It was already the next day after a night's sleep.
He closed his eyes, and the voice that had just awakened was hoarse and deep, but full of determination.
"Get lost."
The entrance fell silent, and Xu Yan stopped making noise.
Sheng Mu Ci couldn't sleep anymore. When he closed his eyes, the image of that cat stayed in his mind, refusing to leave.
He restlessly opened his eyes and glanced at his phone on the bedside table, squinting to see.
It was exactly twelve noon.
Opening WeChat, that small milky-white kitten stood out among a group of men with unappealing profile pictures.
Not to mention it's quite eye-catching.
"Meow, big brother..."
Recalling the absurdly cute voice of the little cat in his dream, he felt an inexplicable itch in his ears, causing goosebumps.
Fuck.
Sheng Mu Cii tightened his jaw, scratched his ear, and silently cursed.
When you're good enough, you won't do this.
The childish voice of the little girl echoed softly in his ear.
In front of the bright screen, Sheng Mu Ci half-closed his eyes and calmed down.
Indeed, he wouldn't.
Almost involuntarily, he raised his hand and opened Xu Yan's silly Corgi profile picture.
Sheng Mu Ci: "Where's Dr. Song from yesterday?"
Xu Yan quickly replied: "Big bro, you're awake!"
Immediately followed by a pleasing emoji.
Sheng Mu Ci's face remained impassive as he typed a "?".
Xu Yan, with plenty of experience, immediately understood: "Big bro, just tell me what you need, I'll ask right away!"
Xu Yan: "Even if Dr. Song is on a date, I'll definitely bring her back for you!"
Sheng Mu Ci was usually arrogant and did whatever he wanted without needing a reason. However, at this moment, he hesitated for a brief moment.
After some thought, he calmly added: "She made my wound worse."
And then: "Tell her to come and take responsibility."
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