Our Entire Family Has Secrets [Transmigrated] - Chapter 15
Finally, such a troublesome day has ended.
Everything at school, to Yuan Bozhu, wasn’t important at all. Whether it was the self-righteous prickly heads or Lin Shuanghuai, who was overly fond of making friends.
As long as he left the school gates, these matters were manually paused.
Back home, he could catch his breath.
Unfortunately, today, even returning home didn’t offer a moment’s respite.
Just as he reached the doorstep, he heard voices arguing inside—
“Tuck your claws away, you really act like a spastic. Are you afraid no one notices you?”
“You think you’re so smart, relying on love to catch people.
In my whole life, I’ve only met one like you, really impressive.”
“I’m not smart, you’ve probably died countless times over the years.”
“Tsk, who knows if your divinations are just deceiving me? We’re not on the same boat, you might want to blur the target and grab heads for yourself?”
“Yuan Qifeng, you better not sleep tonight.”
“Why? Planning to kill someone? Come on, who’s killing who?!”
Yuan Bozhu stood at the door for ten minutes and still didn’t hear the people inside pause for breath.
These two didn’t shy away from arguing at all, as if afraid others wouldn’t know their special identities.
But it made sense, the neighbors couldn’t hear such small noises anyway.
Blame it on Yuan Bozhu’s keen hearing.
He rubbed his forehead, debating whether to wait another ten minutes or make some noise to remind them directly.
Luckily, Yuan Wanjiao received a phone call at that moment, and they finally stopped loudly proclaiming their foolish behavior.
Seizing the opportunity, Yuan Bozhu opened the door and went in.
“Oh oh oh oh! Look who’s back!”
Just as he stepped into the foyer, the door still open, Yuan Qifeng leaped several steps from the sofa and jumped in front of Yuan Bozhu.
“Ah, isn’t this our ordinary-looking, unremarkable brother, who can’t compare to our brother’s round, adorable third?”
Yuan Qifeng looked decent today, clad in a black shirt that hugged his muscles tightly. A silver earring adorned his ear, with a somewhat extravagant ear chain dangling down to his shoulders, shining brightly and exuding charm.
Besides his handsome features, Yuan Qifeng had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a tall figure, to the extent that scouts would want his number when he walked down the street.
Yuan Bozhu didn’t bother to respond to him.
Ignored by Yuan Bozhu, Yuan Qifeng leaned against the wall with elegance, striking a handsome pose, and said,
“Praise me, otherwise you can’t come in.”
Yuan Bozhu glanced at him, put on his slippers, and casually said, “Handsome.”
Yuan Qifeng was pleased, raised his arms to proudly display his chest muscles and biceps, and said, “Do you have them? You don’t, right? Am I better than you?”
“Hmm, impressive.”
Yuan Qifeng was finally satisfied. He flipped up his newly-made hairstyle, then followed him and asked persistently: “I heard that you have a partner. Who is so capable that you can make your iron tree bloom?”
Yuan Bo Zhu poured a glass of water and glanced at him speechlessly: “Who said that?”
“Your sister.” Yuan Qifeng pointed out the culprit without hesitation, and told everything Yuan Wanjiao said,
“She said that you are all pink and will have a romantic relationship within three months.
Let me prepare a meeting gift in advance. Maybe you have to take him back during the Chinese New Year this year.”
“…” Yuan Bozhu raised his head and looked at Yuan Wanjiao who was answering the phone.
Yuan Wanjiao turned around and ran to the balcony to hide.
“A boy who looks like wood can actually be lucky.” Yuan Qifeng punched Yuan Bo Zhu’s shoulder, “I’m so jealous.”
Yuan Bozhu pushed him away mercilessly, too lazy to explain the nonsense about peach blossoms. “Why are you back today?”
“I’m broke! Came back to mooch off Yuan Wanjiao’s food.”
Yuan Qifeng took a big step, hopped onto the sofa, crossed his long legs, and stretched lazily,
“As for me, I have no busy life in this lifetime, only enjoyment. You’ll have to earn money to support me in the future, you know?”
Yuan Wanjiao happened to walk in after hanging up the phone, squinted her eyes, rushed over, and kicked Yuan Qifeng in the face, “Azhu will earn money to buy you a coffin, idiot.”
“Ptui ptui ptui, did you wash your feet?”
“Nope, just stepped in shit.”
“Are you feeling disgusted? I’ll burn your tarot cards tonight!”
“Fine, go ahead and burn them. But don’t expect to sleep tonight. Otherwise, when you wake up the next day, I guarantee you won’t have a single hair left on your body.”
“You… you… you… venomous woman!!”
Yuan Bozhuo watched them quarrel, feeling a headache coming on. He walked straight into the room, preparing to close the door.
“Ah Zhu…”
“Yuan Laoshi!”
Both of them suddenly called out to him at the same time.
Yuan Bozhuo didn’t understand, so he turned to look at them.
“Have you encountered anything strange recently?” Strange things?
Would being invited to a classmate’s birthday party count? Getting coffee from the most popular person in school? Being picked on by four school bullies count?
If those didn’t count, then it should be…
“No.”
Yuan Wanjiao breathed a sigh of relief: “That’s good, that’s good.”
Yuan Qifeng, however, still had a serious expression on his face and said cautiously, “The news has been reporting unrest in the area lately. You usually come home from school early. If you run into any trouble, tell your brother—oh, just tell your brother, your sister is useless.”
Yuan Wanjiao: “???”
“Do you really have to deal with this sword today?”
“Can’t I tell the truth?”
Seeing these two start arguing again, Yuan Bozhuo turned away with a look of disdain, but he actually smirked silently.
He walked into the bedroom.
Even though he could hear the voices of the two through the door,
Yuan Bozhuo didn’t mind the commotion so much.
During these days when Yuan Qifeng disappeared, although he didn’t inquire, he had been thinking about whether something happened.
The Soul-Chasing Silk could only guarantee that Yuan Qifeng’s situation would be known to Yuan Bozhuo immediately if something happened.
But it couldn’t guarantee that nothing would happen to him.
As long as he came back.
Coming back, even if the sky fell, there was Yuan Bozhuo to bear it.
Better than him dying outside without a trace.
Yuan Bozhuo took out his homework and found that there were suddenly many group messages on his phone.
He remembered that he hadn’t joined such a lively group before.
Upon opening it, it said, “[Senior Three Grade Group]”
He was the last one to be added to the group.
[Senior Three Class Six – Ding Yi]: Are there any classmates from other classes who haven’t joined yet, remember to invite them.
[Senior Three Class Five – Zhang Haiyao]: What kind of group is this?
[Senior Three Class Six – Ding Yi]: It’s our entire senior three grade group.
[Senior Three Class One – Han Banlan]: Get to the point, what’s the purpose of adding such a big group?
[Senior Three Class Three – Jiang Yue]: Let me explain. It’s like this, during the flag-raising ceremony this week, the principal mentioned that there are too many activities for our senior three grade this semester that need to be adjusted, such as the coming-of-age ceremony and the school anniversary celebration are now decided to be held together.
[Senior Three Class Three – Jiang Yue]: Initially, they said we might not participate in the autumn outing and sports meet, but because of the strong reaction from the students at that time, and the teachers also felt that canceling everything was too harsh, so today the principal said we still need to keep one event.
[Senior Three Class Three – Jiang Yue]: Now, by creating a group for the entire grade, it’s to gather everyone’s opinions on which event, the autumn outing or the sports meet, we’d prefer to keep.
A poll was launched below for everyone to vote.
The chat record quickly exceeded 999+ in a short period.
Most people felt that nothing should be canceled, but the teachers and the principal’s stance was firm. They could only complain while choosing between the sports meet and the autumn outing.
Yuan Bozhuo had hardly joined such a group before.
Even the class group of Senior Three Class Seven was only added to his contacts after Qin Rui’s birthday, when the class monitor remembered to add him and pull him in.
This kind of major event concerning the entire grade was obviously unrelated to Yuan Bozhuo, a marginal figure.
He obeyed all arrangements, went with the flow, and didn’t intend to participate.
Yuan Bozhuo was about to set the group messages to ‘do not disturb’, but suddenly he noticed that someone had added him as a friend.
Yuan Bozhu rarely uses chat apps, but he registered because his family needed to contact him.
He has only a dozen or so friends on his list, including various former bosses and colleagues from part-time jobs.
Usually, no one adds him as a friend.
Yuan Bozhu thought it might be a classmate and clicked on it.
The verification message from the other party reads:
“Hello, Yuan, I’m Lin Shuanghuai. I’ve encountered some trouble, it might sound strange, but I still want to try… Can you come to my place now?”
Yuan Bozhu’s fingertip paused.