In the end, Wu Chun released his grip on Xu Shi Yao and sat closely beside him.
Although Xu Shi Yao’s words had relieved some of Wu Chun’s worries, he still felt a bit anxious. Moreover, the pine tree without one of its branches looked somewhat comical, so Wu Chun reached over the trunk to touch the broken part, feeling guilty.
“I’m sorry,” Wu Chun muttered softly. Perhaps it was because of Xu Shi Yao’s influence, but he was especially fond of this tree and felt extra heartbroken about its injury.
“Come here.”
Xu Shi Yao’s calm voice sounded from behind. As Wu Chun turned around, he caught a glimpse of a beam of light and quickly looked back. He saw that a new branch had grown out of the broken spot, looking no different from the others.
Wu Chun widened his eyes in amazement, his mouth slightly agape. Although he knew that the other person was capable of such things, seeing them with his own eyes still left him deeply impressed.
He looked at the broken branch he had sat on, which had instantly withered and turned from a smooth branch to an ugly, dry twig. Even if someone saw it tomorrow, they wouldn’t think it was broken off from this tree.
“Never mind,” Wu Chun thought to himself. He decided to give the branch to Grandma Wang tomorrow as a gift.
Wu Chun turned his head to look at Xu Shi Yao again, his lips curving upward slightly.
He would give the branch to his own grandmother on behalf of Xu Shi Yao.
“Do you really not know your own name?” Wu Chun leaned forward. He realized that as long as he didn’t speak, the other person was really like a block of wood, ignoring him. Even when the other person looked at him occasionally, it might just be a generous gesture. To break the silence, Wu Chun had to take the initiative.
In simpler terms, he had to be shameless and stick by the other person, even if they didn’t want to talk to him.
That’s how you communicate with ghosts.
As expected, after Wu Chun asked the question, the other person shook their head slightly.
“What else do you remember besides the year 1995?” Wu Chun continued.
“Nothing.” This time, the other person didn’t just shake their head but said, “My memories in the mortal world can only last for one day.”
This statement almost made Wu Chun fall again.
One day?
Is it like a fish’s memory?
“No, so you mean that after midnight, you will forget everything that happened in the human world on that day, including the people in the human world?” Wu Chun asked anxiously.
The other nodded.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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Without even realising it, even Wu Chun’s tone had become somewhat aggrieved.
Finally, Xu Shi Yao turned his head to look at him, and his eyes lingered on Wu Chun’s face, which was filled with emotions that he couldn’t understand. He spoke slowly and asked, “Aren’t you afraid of me?”
He seemed somewhat puzzled?
“Why should I be afraid of you?” Wu Chun was even more confused. Other than the fact that his face was white and didn’t look like a normal person, everything else about him just made Wu Chun feel like he was falling in love.
“I’m a ghost.”
It was those three words again. Wu Chun tugged on the hem of his clothes in anger and muttered under his breath, “I think that’s the only thing you remember clearly. You keep repeating it over and over again.”
“What?”
As the voice above his head sounded emotionless, Wu Chun immediately waved his hand and put on a smile, saying, “It’s nothing. Oh, so you’re a ghost.” Wu Chun deliberately paused for a moment, then suddenly leaned forward to get close to Xu Shi Yao, bumping their foreheads together. Even though Xu Shi Yao only moved back slightly, Wu Chun caught this subtle movement.
A good-looking ghost reduces the horror factor by 50%, helping one’s own ghost reduce the horror factor by 20%; if they get scared by oneself, the horror factor will be zero.
Wu Chun’s lips lightly curled upwards, and he exaggeratedly said, “Then come and eat me.”
The reaction given by the other party was probably unexpected. Wu Chun saw Xu Shi Yao pretending to look calm and avoided his gaze. In that moment, Wu Chun caught a tiny trace of bewilderment in Xu Shi Yao’s eyes.
“What if I remember your name?” Wu Chun said happily, swinging his legs that were hanging in the air.
“What?”
Wu Chun glanced at Xu Shi Yao out of the corner of his eye. He clearly wanted to know, but he had to pretend not to care. Suddenly, Wu Chun didn’t want to tell him so quickly. He coughed deliberately and said, “If you want me to tell you, there must be a condition.”
Suddenly, it became quiet around him. Although it had been quiet before, this time it was obviously different. The most noticeable thing was that Wu Chun felt less cold around him.
Wu Chun turned his head and found that Xu Shi Yao was already gone. He was standing below the tree with his hands behind his back, looking at him.
Wu Chun felt that the tree branch had already visibly bent and could break at any moment.
Without hesitation, Wu Chun hugged the tree trunk tightly, and his imposing manner immediately weakened. “I was wrong; I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you.”
Wu Chun understood that he couldn’t play tricks with a ghost; the other party was too powerful, and he couldn’t compare.
“You come up quickly, or you let me down.”
At this moment, Wu Chun had completely ignored his ability to go down; it was like he was under a spell, trapped on the tree, and the spell caster was himself.
“Speak.”
A chill hit, and Wu Chun’s heart also fell to the ground.
“Xu Shi Yao.”
As Wu Chun spoke, he kept patting his chest. Just then, a faint green light flashed before his eyes, and he saw a piece of bark floating in front of him. The bark was just like the one on the pine tree he was on, with scattered words written on it.
Wu Chun could see that the first few lines recorded the year 1995. Apart from the year, he also saw a sentence: “Stay here; guard this pine forest; do not leave.”
Perhaps this was something the other person wrote down on a day when their memory was about to fade away. Everything written on this piece of bark might be something that the other person deemed important.
Wu Chun looked down and was surprised to see his own name written almost right below the previous sentence.
— “Wu Chun has weak fire on his shoulder, unable to resist evil spirits. I put a pine cone containing my own energy on him, which can replace the function of the fire on his shoulder. However, someone was able to touch me directly for the first time in five years, and their identity is doubtful.”
— “Wu Chun is not a ghost.”
— “Wu Chun is very noisy.”
Wu Chun, who was witnessing the statement being written above : “…”
“Am I noisy?” He asked sideways, regarding Xu Shi Yao’s suspicion that he was a ghost
The other person did not respond to him and continued to focus on their own work. Wuchun turned his head, only to find that the other person had already switched to another piece of tree bark. On the new bark, there was only one question written: “Who am I?”
And at this moment, Xu Shi Yao was writing the correct answer to that question: “Xu Shi Yao.”
Upon seeing this, Wu Chun’s heart was blocked again, making him feel uncomfortable. Initially, Wu Chun thought that the other person had a clear reason for why they were persevering, and having memories of guarding something was, in a way, still a kind of happiness.
However, now it seems that Xu Shi Yao knows nothing. He has long forgotten his loved ones at the foot of the mountain. He is only using this clumsy way to constantly remind himself, who has been experiencing continuous memory loss, to keep on guard no matter what and not to leave.
Jumping directly from the year 1995 to his own present, it seems that in these five years, all the people who have come and gone around Xu Shi Yao are nothing but fleeting clouds in his eyes. They passed by, forgotten, including Xu Shi Yao’s grandmother.
Wu Chun suddenly felt his eyes getting hot. He quickly turned his head, but it was still too late. Tears had already slid down his cheeks.
“Is there more?” Xu Shi Yao asked.
“Huh?” Wu Chun hurriedly wiped away his tears and spoke with a slight trembling in his voice. “Of course there is.” He tried to force a smile and looked at Xu Shi Yao. “I know a lot, and I will slowly tell you.”
As soon as Wu Chun was about to speak, he saw the other party suddenly raise his hand. In a moment, he looked anxiously at the night sky, but tonight’s sky was too bad, with thick clouds covering it and the moon and stars hiding behind the dark clouds.
Suddenly, Wu Chun saw Xu Shi Yao hurriedly switch back to the bark, and underneath the noisy sentence, he added another one: “Wu Chun, who is telling me.”
Immediately afterwards, Wu Chun saw Xu Shi Yao close his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again and saw Wu Chun, the confusion in his eyes made Wu Chun realize.
Time was up; he had forgotten…
Wu Chun felt a little sad, and that green bark was still emitting a faint light.
“See it?” Wu Chun pointed to the words above and said to Xu Shi Yao, “It doesn’t matter if you don’t remember; it remembers for you, and I remember for you too. We are friends.”
“Friends?” The other person’s face showed a moment of confusion, as if not understanding the specific meaning of one word. After a while, he repeated, “I am a ghost.”
Wu Chun: “……”
He finally understood why the other party kept saying this sentence.
“Xu Shi Yao!” Wu Chun is now very angry and can’t take care of so much anymore. He grabbed Xu Shi Yao’s arm and said, “I told you to write, ‘Wu Chun is my friend. He knows I’m a ghost, and he’s not afraid of me.”
The other party still looked at him without being moved.
“Hey!” Wu Chun angrily shook his legs and pointed to the words on the bark, saying to Xu Shiyao, “You see what you wrote; can I still lie to you? Hurry up and write it; I really don’t want to hear you repeat those four words, ‘I am a ghost,” to me every day!”
Under Wu Chun’s persistent efforts, the other party finally wrote down the words they wanted to leave on the bark.
From now on, Wu Chun thought to himself, he would stare at Xu Shi Yao every day at midnight to see what he wrote about that day.
As soon as he made this decision, Wu Chun saw Xu Shi Yao switch back to the bark with his name already written on it. When he saw the words “Xu Shi Yao” on it, he turned his head and said to Wu Chun, “Tell me.”
Wu Chun saw the second question below: “Why do I have to stay here?”
At this moment, Wu Chun turned his head to look at Xu ShiYao. As their eyes met, Wu Chun saw a hint of supplication in Xu ShiYao’s eyes. Even though he didn’t say anything, Wu Chun could still sense that he wanted to know the answer.
Wu Chun stared at Xu ShiYao’s eyes for a long time and unconsciously asked, “If I say I don’t know, would you still stay?”
After a moment, Wu Chun heard a resolute answer, “Yes!”
I’ve cried each time he cried… Why is he such a crybaby 😤
A ghost and a human. This love story is destined to be a heart breaking one. I shouldn’t expect any HE at all for fear of hurting myself in the end. Haysttt. Angst is really not my thing.
I’m ruined my mascara while reading this book!!! 😭😭😭😭
Thank you for your translation 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝
Xu Shiyao is so cute, Wu Chun is also cute, can’t they just be happy together? With the power of fiction, it’s possible! Where there’s a will, there’s a way, okay!
…but I really hope it’s a HE, even if that’s unrealistic.
+1
»Wuchun turned his head..« Wu Chun
»“Wu Chun, who is telling me.« ” is missing at the end
».. the specific meaning of these two words.« this word (Since “friends” is just one word in English.)
».. hear you repeat those three words..« four words (I am a ghost)
Wow, that sucks. Having your memories reset every day D:
Thx for the ch ٩( >ヮ<)۶
thank you. I’ll correct them! 💜💜
Why do I love ghost stories when it hurts so much ? ಥ‿ಥ Thank you for the chapters !
what a good story. thanks for translation 🙏
It’s like “50 first dates” ..
Thanks for the chapter..
Nooo 😭😭😭