Translator-Rhapsodite
Editor- PerpetualMreow, Proofreader-Ghostie
Thursday, July 15.
It was the day a new episode of [Thriller Night Talk] began broadcasting again.
Wei Fuyuan’s final exams were over, and he was now completely in a stress-free state.
His mind wasn’t awful, and he was quick-witted when it came to studying. His performance in the examination room was better than he had expected after polishing his intellect for more than a month.
Wei Fuyuan believed that getting in the top 30 of the grade could be a bit daunting this time, but he should surely be able to place in the top 50, which was pretty good, given the circumstances.
So Young Master Wei was in a good mood these days.
During the day, he went to school, attended a class meeting and enjoyed a good meal with a group of friends on the snack street close to the school. It wasn’t until 3 p.m., did Wei Fuyuan head back to “Sāntúchuān”, smelling the barbecue lampblack.
As usual, the one to greet him was Tian Jia Xin, who was sitting by the window.
“Xiao Wei, you are back.”
Tian Jia Xin said while drinking tea slowly and teasing sparrows outside the window with a millet.
Hearing the noise from the door, the Tian qi doll didn’t even bother to lift his head and only waved to Wei Fuyuan
“I made egg yolk pastry today. Your share is in the pot. You have to serve it yourself.”
Wei Fuyuan just ate dozens of stringed meat, chicken wings, and kidney. He was not hungry at all and was naturally not interested in the dessert.
He was concerned about another thing, “What about Bei Quan?”
“Oh, Bei Quan.”
Tian Jia Xin replied, “He might be taking a nap.”
Wei Fuyuan was stunned. “It’s 3:30. Why is he still sleeping?”
It wasn’t until this point that Wei Fuyuan realized his boss’s work and relaxation schedules were a little weird these days; lately, he was rarely showing up, and now he’d gone missing for two days.
“Who knows.”
Tian Jia Xin picked up the teacup and took a light sip.
“Maybe because it’s summer. People become lazy.”
Wei Fuyuan frowned.
Under normal circumstances, he was extremely easy to deceive, but he was not naive. Tian Jia Xin’s reckless gibberish, in particular, sounded suspicious.
“I’ll go to his room and have a look.”
Wei Fuyuan took off his coat smelling of roast meat and wore a slim black T-shirt. Without waiting for Tian Jia Xin’s reply, he rushed upstairs.
Although Young Master Wei was very aggressive before heading upstairs, he hesitated when he came to Bei Quan’s door.
The door of Bei Quan’s room was closed.
Wei Fuyuan lifted his hand in the air for ten seconds before he made up his mind and knocked three times.
Knock, knock, knock.
“Come in.”
Bei Quan’s voice came from behind the door.
Wei Fuyuan opened the door.
This was not the first time he had entered Bei Quan’s room, but its owner was only wearing a set of summer home clothes, covered with a thin air-conditioning blanket, and was leaning lazily at the head of the bed.
“Cough.”
Wei Fuyuan coughed.
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“Besides, it’s quite hot outside. Isn’t it appropriate to turn on the air conditioner to read a book?”
“You’ve caught a cold. Why is the air conditioner so low!”
Wei Fuyuan hurried into the room, grabbed the remote control, and adjusted the temperature to 26 degrees.
“Also, don’t stay in the air-conditioned room all the time when you have a cold. To maintain air circulation, you must at least open the window regularly!”
Like an old woman, he began to talk about the only knowledge he had about dealing with colds, “Also, have you taken your medicine? Do you want hot water?”
With that, Wei Fuyuan went to get the cup Bei Quan had placed at the head of the bed.
“I’m all right.”
Bei Quan sat up straight and stretched out his hand to grasp Wei Fuyuan’s wrist.
“I’ve almost recovered from my cold, so I’m up.”
Bei Quan’s hand was cold, and when he pressed it on Wei Fuyuan’s, the temperature of the palm of his hand was even lower than the back of his hand
Wei Fuyuan seemed to be startled by Bei Quan’s low body temperature. His eyes immediately widened and his backhand grabbed the other party’s hand, “Look, I told you your air conditioner was too cold!”
Wei Fu Yuan’s high body temperature came through the skin between the two of them. For some reason, Bei Quan’s heart inexplicably missed a beat at this time.
Bei Quan smiled and gently broke away from Wei Fuyuan’s hand:
“I am already feeling better. Let’s prepare for the ‘work’ in the evening.”
As for what to do tonight, Wei Fuyuan understood.
“I’ll have my summer vacation soon. I have plenty of time to work with you.”
Wei Fuyuan turned to go out and said casually as he walked, “I hope the ghost I meet this week is more difficult.”
Bei Quan smiled in a low voice,
“No, it’s probably better to have an easy case for now.”
He added in his heart,
——Otherwise, I’m afraid I can’t protect you now.
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July 15, 11:57 p.m.
Bei Quan took his seat in front of the broadcasting platform, adjusted the machine, hung up the yellow talisman bag, put on the headphones, and turned on the microphone. At the last minute before midnight, he gestured to Wei Fuyuan on the outside console.
Wei Fuyuan pressed the main control switch.
00:00
“Welcome to midnight radio [Thriller Night Talk], this is the anchor, Bei Quan.”
Bei Quan said in his gentle and magnetic voice.
“Please tell your story, no matter how strange it is.”
Not wanting to waste time after making his opening remarks, Bei Quan simply babbled a few words and announced that he would enter today’s hotline link.
“Doo Doo”
The phone rang only twice and was picked up by Bei Quan.
“Hello?”
[… Hello?]
A man’s hesitant voice came from the speaker.
His tone sounded a little confused—— as if he was talking to himself:
[I… strange, how could I call you?]
“It doesn’t matter. Since you called, it’s fate.”
Bei Quan smiled and said, “In that case, why not share your story with us?”
The caller seemed more confused.
[Share?]
He asked, [What story do I have to share?]
Wei Fuyuan, sitting outside, also felt very strange.
Bei Quan once told him that those who could listen to this hotline were people who had some contact with the Hui Gui.
In the previous two months, Wei Fuyuan listened to the program. Although the callers didn’t know they had called, they were very clear about what they wanted to say. They usually couldn’t wait to talk as soon as the line was connected, and they were typically so excited, they’d be a little incoherent, and Bei Quan would have to interrupt their narration.
This was the first caller who got through the hotline like this but showed such hesitation.
“Since it’s midnight, then…”
Bei Quan thought for a moment and said to the man at the other end of the phone.
“How about you tell me about the strange things you’ve encountered recently?”
[Is this… Strange?]
The man thought for a while.
[My experience is actually quite strange.]
He said to Bei Quan.
[Host, do you know that I was actually born in China.]
Bei Quan, “So, are you an overseas Chinese?”
[Hmm.]
The man answered and went on,
[My parents… I mean, my biological parents are second-generation immigrants, but they died in a car accident when I was six years old]
Bei Quan: “Ah, what a pity.”
[It doesn’t matter. It was more than twenty years ago.]
The man answered calmly,
[According to the local law, I was sent to an orphanage. After two years there, I went to a foster family]
Bei Quan, “Oh?”
[The strange thing I want to share, starts with my foster family.]
The man paused as if organizing the words.
[The foster family… Is very big. I mean, it’s a big family you can’t imagine.]
[The owner is a wealthy Chinese businessman. He has a large manor covering more than one hectare. He built a large home on an estate.]
Bei Quan, “How many children did he adopt?”
[Many]
The man replied,
[Anyway, when I left that house, there were 11 children.]
[The owner’s wife, and son died at an early age. He felt very lonely on his own, so he kept adopting orphans like a great philanthropist and let as many children live in his home as possible.]
The man sneered,
[“He was jokingly called “Texas’s Daddy Long Legs” by the media, and he was famous in our place]
Bei Quan also smiled.
“Sounds like he is a good man.”
He then asked,
“Then, “Texas’s Daddy Long Legs”, how is he now?”
Wei Fuyuan thought he would hear a comprehensive version of Bluebeard and Hansel & Gretel. For example, the great philanthropist would actually turn out to be a vicious human organ dealer or a sadist.
[Very good.]
The man’s answer completely exceeded Wei Fuyuan’s expectation.
[He was very kind to every child in the manor.]
[He never beat or scolded us. He would ask a nanny to take care of us. The food and clothing expenses were also very fine, and there were special people to take us to the school in the town every day.]
[To be honest, such a life was much better than the one I had when I stayed in the orphanage.]
At this point, he sighed.
[However, I tried my best to leave that house… Yes, I escaped]
The man said,
[I took advantage of the opportunity to go to school in the town to meet a Chinese couple who happened to have no children. I asked them to adopt me.]
[They agreed to adopt me.]
[So I became their son, left the manor, and returned to China with my adoptive parents at the age of 14.]
Bei Quan could hear that the man on the other end of the phone claimed to be an orphan, but his words were very elegant and his narration was very organized. Obviously, he had a good education.
“So you seem to have been successful in your escape?”
Bei Quan asked,
“But, why did you have to leave your foster family in the first place?”
When he heard the question, the man’s voice wavered for the first time.
[Because I found…]
He replied in a trembling voice,
[That house, it can eat people.]
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[Ghostie’s Gossip Night Talk]
Ghostie: Welcome to [Ghostie’s Gossip Night Talk]! Hope everyone had a wonderful time reading the chap!! So today’s question is….
“Which BQ and WFY moments are your favourites?”
Boss (Rhapsodite): Ah man…I can’t talk about it as its further down the chapters that hasn’t been even translated yet…so maybe ask me this question when we cross the chapter 110…wink wink
Ghostie: QAQ boss… about the spoiler last time >_>….
Ignis(Simpforlife): The scene when they both went on a impromptu tour (DATEDATEDATE) of WFY’s university and strolled around in the garden. That was so adorable honestly!
Mreow (PerpetualMreow): Whenever WFY looks at Be Quan and is like “my heart feels fuzzy for some strange inexplicable reason!”
Ghostie: smol ghostie is looking forward to the future development * ^ * ( I personally like angst more so my favourite moment will also be angst ^_^)
Do tell us your favourite moments. Let’s meet again in the next chapter!! Stay safe everyone! ❤
I also like their impromptu college date!
Are they going for a business travel to Texas?? (Tho I know the next chapters are available, please don’t mind me blabbering)
Thanks for the chapter ❤️❤️
Ngl I thought of the “spider” called Daddy Long Legs and my mind spiraled to the foster man probably being a creature with really long legs and sprouts the rest at certain hours… won’t say the rest bcz it’s gruesome 😅
As for my favorite moment rn will actually come from this chapter when Ancestor Quan felt his “heart” skip a beat.
I like this chapter, when WFY went to BQ’s room and starts nagging like a wife. XD.
AND! BQ’s heart skipped a beat! If this is not a sign, then what?!?! Lol.