T/N: Right now, public chapters end at ch15. Everything after that will be locked under a password, which can be found in the Chrysanthemum Garden Discord.
“T-today’s live stream of “Horror Amusement Park” ends here…
“Fuck, fuck, this game is too horrible, too horrible! It scared me to death! I’m going to have a drink of Sprite '82 to feel better! The stream is over! Over!
“Tomorrow? There’s no stream tomorrow. I’m not trying to cuck you guys. Who recommended this game to me? I’m a minute away from being scared to death! You guys want me to be the first streamer in history to scare myself to death? This is a work injury! Work injury! I have to take a day off tomorrow!”
In City A.
In front of the computer screen, a young man yelled in a terrified tone while leaving his live stream room with a blank expression.
Xiao Tangqiu, male, 25 years old, an up and coming horror game streamer on the well known hosting platform, H Station. He had many fans and was fairly popular, with a famed skill “100% Flag Collector”. Anything he could say would happen, works completely on the bad and not at all on the good. AKA, a crow’s mouth.
After Xiao Tangqiu exited the live stream page, he opened the dashboard and took a look at his income this month. Together with the rewards from the viewers of his live stream today, all his deposits added up to finally be enough for the down payment for a house.
Most streamers earn a lot of money these days. Although he couldn’t compare to those “first brothers” and “first sisters”, his monthly income was still sizable. At least when his peers were still struggling with monthly rent, he had made enough for the down payment for a house.
He liked his current profession very much, preferring to be alone rather than dealing with a crowd. What’s more, as someone with only a high school diploma, he couldn’t find a better job… The only thing he was not used to was that his fans seemed to prefer him to be terrified and screaming more than calm and capable.
When he first started as a host, he was often very much a let-down, frightened by the horror games he was streaming. Someone ended up clipping it and uploaded it to H Station. Unexpectedly, he became popular and gained countless followers overnight. The fans all smashed gifts and spammed comments expressing that they enjoyed his screaming and delicate gasping.
Towards this, Xiao Tangqiu expressed: Screaming, fine. But WTF is delicate gasping! Table flip!
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Later, Xiao Tangqiu played and streamed more horror games and gradually became accustomed to those horror scenes, so his mentality calmed down and got used to it. Although he wasn’t completely unaffected, he became stronger, no longer panting and screaming… But then the fans said that the live stream without a host panting and screaming was like a love made of smoke, dissipating in the wind.
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The horror game host Xiao Tangqiu, who had perfected the acting skill of “screaming without expression”, consciously gave himself an “Actor” title
At this moment, Xiao Tangqiu’s notification suddenly jumped. Someone was looking for him. It was a good friend who was also a game host with H Station.
CottonCandy: LittleCandyBall, a fan recommended me a horror game. It seems to be pretty good. There’s a co-op mode. Do you want to stream it together tomorrow?
LittleCandyBall: I have something on tomorrow
CottonCandy: The game’s background is kind of interesting, are you really not playing with me?
LittleCandyBall: I have something to do. If you are afraid, find a place with more people to stream live. Isn’t there a McDonald downstairs by your place?
CottonCandy: …I’ll be treated as a lunatic!
LittleCandyBall: Then don’t scream. Last time we streamed together, my neighbor came and knocked on the door three times in the middle of the night and threatened to hang himself at my door if I kept streaming
CottonCandy: …I’m scared, I can’t hold back QAQ
This CottonCandy, like Xiao Tangqiu, was also a horror game host. During the live stream, he also panted and screamed. But he was different from Xiao Tangqiu. He was actually scared. Every time, he was like a noob playing a horror game for the first time.
But the strange thing was that while this guy had zero courage, he had a soft spot for horror games. In order to feel braver, he often pulled Xiao Tangqiu to live stream together, crying and screaming the whole time, but he refused to stop, super stupidly insistent… Xiao Tangqiu seriously considered, maybe this was the legendary “trembling M”.
LittleCandyBall: Go to the toilet if you can’t hold it back, be careful of kidney failure at a young age
CottonCandy: Are you really not playing with me?
LittleCandyBall: Tomorrow is Qixi Festival
CottonCandy: Are you going to leave me alone to celebrate Qixi? You heartless man! What did you say in bed last night? You said I was the only one!
LittleCandyBall: It’s the death anniversary of a friend of mine
CottonCandy, after staying silent for a while, cautiously sent: Ah! sorry! Don’t be sad! QAQ
LittleCandyBall: It’s okay, he’s been gone for seven years
CottonCandy: …Why haven’t I heard you talk about it before?
LittleCandyBall: I go to his grave every year, maybe tomorrow is the last time. People can’t indulge in the past forever, I want to try to let go
Xiao Tangqiu lit a cigarette before the computer monitor. In the smoke, he recalled his childhood.
The Meng Xinghe in his memory was still a teenager, with a pair of beautiful peach eyes, a bright smile, and the smell of sunshine all over his body; youthful and young…
But this was of course, because the bamboo horse who grew up with him, his once best friend, stopped in the best years of his life, and would remain forever on the day of his eighteenth birthday.
In the evening of the next day, Xiao Tangqiu came to the cemetery on the outskirts of City A. Before entering the cemetery, he bought a bunch of daisies from a nearby flower shop.
The lady boss of the flower shop asked casually while packing the bouquets, “You’re visiting the grave so late?”
Xiao Tangqiu smiled faintly, “Mhm, he liked daisies the most.”
The lady boss paused for a moment, “This is the first time I’ve seen a customer like you.”
Xiao Tangqiu smiled and took the flowers from the boss.
“You should go back early after visiting the grave. It’s not safe to be out late. Recently, City A has been a bit messy. I heard that there have been more than a dozen missing cases in this week alone.” She hesitated before lowering her voice, “And… it seems to all be around here.”
“Missing?” Xiao Tangqiu couldn’t help but pause. He usually didn’t pay much attention to the news and was a little surprised when he heard that.
“Yeah, so be careful. Go home early after visiting the cemetery.”
Xiao Tangqiu nodded and left the flower shop holding the bunch of daisies and walked into the cemetery.
It was getting late and the cemetery was empty. He trudged towards one of the tombstones. In the photo, Meng Xinghe smiled brightly, and even the mole at the corner of his left eye seemed to be joyful.
He put down the flower and stood quietly in front of the tombstone for a while, about to speak to Meng Xinghe. But just then, heavy footsteps approached.
haha such an interesting start, thank you for the chapter!
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