Chapter 57: Jiang’s Arrival (1/2)

Translator: Claire.KK

Zhishu He dreamt more and more frequently lately, sometimes, he would even sink into tangled dreams during light sleep. The scene in all those dreams was always the same and explicit. It was this cool hooligan-ish boy who never wore his school uniform properly reached out to him with a languid smile, ”The school is over, let's go home together.”

Zhishu would always wake up with his face covered with dried tears. He somehow felt it was an odd summoning just as the calls of lost youth, decayed love, and impending demise.

Zhishu was selecting the 31st birthday present for himself recently—his own grave.

This had been going on for days before Ziyu Ai found out. Zhishu couldn't hear very well lately so he didn't notice people coming over when the brochure got his full attention.

Ziyu Ai hugged Zhishu from behind, lay his jaw gently on Zhishu's shoulder, ”What are you looking at?”

Ziyu felt something wasn't right from Zhishu's subconscious hiding movement. He then snatched the piece of paper from his hand which was already crumpled.

Ziyu Ai's face turned bloodless, and then livid, due to extreme rage. He clutched Zhishu's chin, forcing Zhishu to fixate on his eyes, ”Why are you looking at this?”

Zhishu He was a bit hurt, he struggled and said, ”Aren't you a doctor?”

His answer didn't make much sense to Ziyu’s question but they did get each other's point at heart.

Ziyu Ai let go of Zhishu dispiritedly. ”Just quit thinking about this nonsense.” He said.

Zhishu didn't back down this time. He flattened the grave-selling flyer slowly. ”Can't I pick my resting place where I'm gonna spend a long time living?” Zhishu He blinked and smiled like a child, ”I still have about 150,000 yuan in my account card. I'll need your help if that's not enough.”

Zhishu's smile stilled. Emotions were drifting in his eyes as his mind drifted. ”After I die... Just cremate me. I pretty much know why your brother came here a while back. If that asshole Wenxu Jiang still wants me, just give him my ashes...Not for free of course. Ask him for whatever he owes including lost-wage compensation, emotional distress claims, medical bills and c. If he refuses to pay you, don't give me back. Spill me, bury me, whatever you like...”