Fan Jialuo put his hands over the two terrifying eyeballs, wrapped them firmly in an energy field, and then squatted down. He looked at Old Liang, whose nosebleed had stained the front of his shirt, and seriously asked, “So, you’ll let me take them away now, right?”
Yes, yes, you hurry up and take those things away! Old Liang was screaming crazily in his heart, but when he opened his mouth, he was unable to speak. He did have his own difficulties. He represented not only the Cultural Relics Conservation Bureau, but also the country. Anything excavated from this palace, even a scrap of paper, as long as it had a long enough history, must be properly preserved and stored. No one had the right to give away objects from the palace.
Old Lu mumbled with a bitter expression, “Teacher Fan, we actually can’t make this decision. These are regulations from above, and if we agree without authorization, we’ll be breaking the law…”
His words were interrupted by the slowly approaching Song Rui. “There is a phone call you need to answer.”
Old Liang and Old Lao both looked at the refined and elegant man, while the other man’s eyes were staring at their nosebleed-stained fingers. His taut brows slowly wrinkled, as if he was holding something back, and he seemed to be struggling with something to the point he appeared pained. As they knew, he could maintain a calm and relaxed posture even under the gaze of the ghost eyes, and he had never shown an uncomfortable expression in front of outsiders. What made him unable to hide his true emotions?
The “Hello, hello, hello” coming from the phone made his expression even worse. However, when he looked down at the handsome man, who was also looking up at him with a puzzled gaze, he let out a small sigh and then took out a pack of wet wipes from his trouser pocket and wrapped the phone up layer by layer.
“Answer the phone, but don’t peel off the wipes.” Song Rui sounded like he was repressing something as his fingertips kept moving up, until finally he was pinching only the two corners of the phone.
Old Liang and Old Lao finally picked up on his obvious dislike and hurriedly wiped the blood on their fingers onto their clothes before carefully picking up the phone. Song Rui’s obsession with cleanliness was actually not aimed at objects, but only at people. He hated all physical contact, especially that involving body fluids, which made him feel nauseous.
However, although this obsession with cleanliness was not cured in front of the young man, his attack and defense system would automatically go dormant, even though the other party could easily spy on the most terrifying and dark desires hidden deep in his heart.
Old Liang’s fingertips left a few red marks on the wet wipes, but Song Rui forced himself to avert his gaze after a glance. With the young man around, he could always easily divert his attention to the other person, forgetting about all his anger and discomfort.
The young man was also looking up at him with eyes full of doubt. If one looked closely, you’d find that there was a bit of shining expectation in them. He seemed to realize the purpose of the call.
Song Rui’s tense face immediately relaxed, and a light smile bloomed at the corners of his mouth. “Don’t worry, you can take them away.”
Fan Jialuo’s eyes brightened by a single degree, but this one degree directly pulled Song Rui’s mood to another level. It was a level without noise or lust, one where he could hear singing and see light.
Song Rui laughed quietly and rubbed the man’s head. The young man squatted in front of him, tilting his head and revealing his beautiful face. He blinked his bright eyes, appearing as pure and innocent as a child. Everyone thought he was mysterious, and only Song Rui found him cute.
Fan Jialuo dodged Dr. Song’s hand and looked at Old Liang, who was answering the phone. The other party was nodding and agreeing. When he was finished, he handed the phone to Old Lu. Old Lu similarly agreed a few times, before saying cautiously, “Okay, we understand, we will give them to Mr. Fan for safekeeping.”
The phone was soon hung up, and the two old men were about to return the phone covered in bloody fingerprints to Song Rui, but they were met with a flat refusal. “Throw it away.”
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The pair of eyeballs that he previously treated very carefully had been randomly placed on the ground, and were currently spinning around. First, they’d look at his serious profile, and then at Song Rui, with a covetous gaze. It was a pity that these two people were not available to them,so they could only turn the whites of their eyes towards the ceiling and their dark pupils towards the ground, closing themselves.
After observing this scene, the originally stiff and stagnant atmosphere in the hall miraculously eased, and the terrifying pressure emanating from the ghost eyes had also dissipated, making them appear a bit ridiculous. While the crowd was still hesitant to laugh, Song Rui had squatted down beside Fan Jialuo with a chuckle. He supported his chin and looked at him with a serious gaze, yet his voice was gentle as he said, “It’s okay, it’s clean enough.”
However, Fan Jialuo just glanced at him, and wiped it even more carefully, not letting go of a single nook or cranny. He didn’t return it until the phone was glowing brightly, and his tone was serious as if he was admonishing a disobedient child. “Waste is not a good habit.”
“Understood, I will follow Teacher Fan’s instructions.” Song Rui took back the phone without any hesitation, as if the person who was disgusted in every way possible before was not him.
Old Liang and Old Lu finally cracked smiles and waved their hands, saying, “Teacher Fan, you can take these things away. We do not have the ability to keep them.”
“Thank you, I will keep them safe. Do we have to film anything else? If not, I’ll take my kid home. It’s too late, and he has school tomorrow.” Fan Jialuo picked up the two eyeballs and casually tucked them into his coat pocket. The ghost eye curse killing incident ended after this lighthearted farewell speech.
“No more filming, no more filming! Go go go, let’s go home!” Song Wennuan wiped the blood from her nose and said loudly. Everyone looked down and realized that they looked like such a mess, but felt a bit of sadness amid the fear. Empress Luqiu’s hatred lapped at the walls of their heart like a tide, making them unable to let go of it for a long time.
“Let me just say, Empress Luqiu was bitten by rats and her whole body was festering. With just her strength, how could she have climbed from the cold palace up Cuiping Mountain? She quietly hung herself on the mountain, so how did her curse spread? There must have been someone assisting her!” The crowd discussed as they walked.
“Who was that person? He looked like an eunuch with a high status.”
Old Liang cleared up everyone’s confusion. “That person should be Sun Gui, an imperial servant who was in charge of the government for 37 years after Emperor Min, and was said to be 9000 years old. After the death of Emperor Min, he promoted the son of Empress Xiaomin to the throne, Emperor Xuan, who was the shortest-lived emperor in history, ruling only seven days. After the death of Emperor Xuan, he supported Emperor Min’s younger brother to ascend the throne, Emperor Hui. Emperor Hui himself said to others, ‘I treat Attendant Sun like a friend, and I am extraordinarily close to him.’ This shows the extent of his influence on the emperor. He supported as many as four emperors with his own hands, and all of them obeyed him, so he was called the emperor above the emperor. There is no historical record of his relationship with
Empress Luqiu, but judging from the illusion just now, he must have had a deep friendship with Empress Luqiu.”
Song Wennuan sighed and said, “More than deep friendship, it must be because of an extreme love. Otherwise, why would he cause chaos in the Wu Dynasty for more than 30 years?”
Old Lu had other guesses. “Maybe love was involved, but he may have lusted for power more. Even if he was an eunuch, he was still a man, and men are interested in power.”
“That’s not necessarily true. There are men who are not interested in power like you and my brother. We all have different pursuits…”
Everyone discussed as they walked, and soon left the dilapidated palace. A large number of security guards and archaeologists were rushing to guard the gates of the palace. Regardless of whether the curse was still there, this imperial city that was abandoned for a thousand years would have to be searched and excavated very carefully.
Before Fan Jialuo could approach the nanny car, Xu Yiyang jumped out and ran up to him, hugging his waist tightly. Seemingly aware of what was in his big brother’s pocket, he stood on tiptoe to peek, and then backed away in fright.
It seemed that no one was immune to the power of the ghost eyes, except Dr. Song.
“You rubbed my head just now.” Fan Jialuo turned to look at the handsome man who had just followed behind him.
“I can’t?” Song Rui asked with a smile.
“It’s not impossible, but it feels a bit strange. That’s how I usually rub him.” Fan Jialuo pointed at Xu Yiyang and wrinkled his eyebrows as he said, “You make me feel like a child.”
You were not always this big,” Song Rui said confidently.
Fan Jialuo stared at him silently, and only after a while did he say, “Dr. Song, you impressed me today. You haven’t injured yourself again, right?”
Song Rui asked back, “Are you worried about me?”
“Of course. If the world loses Dr. Song, it will definitely lose its most unique splash of color,” Fan Jialuo nodded and said sincerely.
The corners of Song Rui’s mouth were rising uncontrollably. The young man was not a romantic person by nature, so he probably has no idea how moving his current words really were. But it didn’t matter, as Song Rui would let him know. “Whether I’ve injured myself, don’t you want to sense it?” He stretched out an arm, trapping the young man between the nanny car and his chest, and approached little by little.
Fan Jialuo did not avoid his sudden approach, and even when Song Rui’s lips were about to touch his own, he did not dodge in the slightest. He wanted to know what the man was doing…
Song Rui stopped when he was only an inch away from the young man. He looked deeply into the other party’s star studded eyes before pressing his warm forehead to the other party’s cool forehead. Then he closed his eyes, letting go of all the strange thoughts in his heart and passing along his emotions.
Xu Yiyang raised his head and looked at the two adults whose foreheads were pressed together in a daze, secretly thinking, That looks so strange!
However, the two people were immersed in the emotional exchange and did not realize how strange this act was. They both closed their eyes with smiles. Neither of them spoke, but they seemed to be able to understand each other. For a moment, Fan Jialuo couldn’t help but hold Dr. Song’s head, trying to sense the other a little more clearly.
“It’s faint, but I seem to hear the sound of a seed sprouting. What is that?” He opened his eyes and stared intently at the man in front of him with shining eyes, not concealing his inner curiosity at all.
Before pressing their heads together, Song Rui had no idea what the young man would hear, so he raised his eyebrows with a surprised expression. The seed had sprouted, what could it be? He waved his hands as he pondered, and left with only a smile and a goodbye, leaving Fan Jialuo standing in place with a confused expression.
He Jinglian, who was covered in ointment, poked her head out of another nanny car and murmured, “I think I heard a hymn just now, and it came from Dr. Song’s direction. Do you know about hymns? They’re the kind of songs people sing in church. They’re very ethereal and pleasant, and praise God in heaven.”
“Come on, Dr. Song doesn’t know how to sing any hymns. His entire body reeks of sulfur and blood. That’s a smell that can only come from hell, so he’s definitely not a good person.” Ah Huo didn’t believe the young girl’s words at all, and in the end he urged the driver, “Brother, can we leave first. Xiao Lian still has to rush to the hospital for treatment.”
The driver readily agreed and slowly drove away, but He Jinglian was still stretching out her neck, looking at the confused young man from a distance. His brows were knitted tightly, as if there was something he couldn’t figure out, and his back appeared surprisingly thin under the illumination of the dim street lamps.
“Teacher Fan looks a little pitiful.” He Jinglian sighed.
“Fan Jialuo looks pitiful? He’s so cunning, who can make him pitiful?” Ah Huo finally couldn’t hold back his curiosity and stuck his head out, and saw Fan Jialuo standing in front of the nanny car with a dazed expression, as if he was stumped by a particularly tricky puzzle.
However, Ah Huo’s attention was quickly drawn by Mother He, who hurriedly ran out of the palace gate. She rushed towards the nanny car, shouting breathlessly, “Mister, wait a minute, I haven’t gotten into the car yet! My daughter is in your car, so wait for me! I have to take her to the hospital!”
The driver knew Mother He and subconsciously slowed down.
Ah Huo seemed to want to say something, but he was concerned about the feelings of the girl next to him, so he swallowed down a stomach of complaints.
He Jinglian tugged on the corner of his coat and whispered, “If you have anything to say, then just tell me. I won’t get angry. Even if you don’t say anything, won’t I still sense it?”
Only then did Ah Huo say angrily, “You’re this injured, but your mother left you to talk to Director Song about compensation. I heard her asking Dr. Song for medical and emotional compensation, asking for two million in one breath. Director Song said that she’d definitely compensate her, but two million was too much and could be discussed later. Your mother said she took a photo of you and would publish your injured appearance on the internet so that everyone can see the program’s ruthlessness. Do you think she is your real mother? How can she show your miserable appearance to everyone? You are so hurt that I can’t even bear to take a single step away, yet she can leave you alone, not even applying medicine for you…”
Ah Huo was not good at speaking negatively of others, especially since the other party was He Jinglian’s mother, so he closed his mouth resentfully after only speaking halfway.
He Jinglian held his hand tightly, turned her head, and looked at the middle-aged woman who was rushing towards her. She was wearing a luxurious dress, an expensive bag, and had exquisite makeup, trying to dress herself up as an upper-class person. She let her daughter toss around the painful emotions of different people, earning a lot of money in a manner cruel to her daughter, and did her best to support her husband and son so they could live a prosperous life.
“Hell is other people.” This was not just a quote to He Jinglian, but an inescapable reality. She hovered on the verge of pain and collapse every day, but she always persevered. She watered her family with her own blood, just because she could feel the love from her parents.
But now, with the help of Ah Huo’s warm hand and his continuous stream of burning emotions, she finally understood how pale and thin that love really was.
She leaned toward the front seat and said firmly, “Mister, just drive, don’t wait for her.”
Yayyyyyy
I’m happy for all the couples ☺️☺️
😊
I am so relieved that she is getting away from that gold digger.
Song Rui 🤨
With all the references to hymns, songs, singing, and now a seed sprouting, I’m beginning to think that Fan Jialuo is some kind of nascent god while Song Rui is becoming his first believer
By the way, great job translating this chapter! I can’t wait to see what happens next <3