Our Entire Family Has Secrets [Transmigrated] - Chapter 4

The next day, Yuan Bozhu woke up early, went for a jog for an hour, and returned to see Yuan Wanjiao holding scissors at the door waiting for him.

Last night’s events seemed as if they hadn’t happened; the two looked very natural.

His sister is still the reliable and considerate sister, and he is still the quiet and obedient younger brother.

Yuan Bozhu paused when he saw the scissors.

He probably hadn’t told Yuan Wanjiao about wanting to trim his bangs.

“I had a feeling you’d need this service,” Yuan Wanjiao said as she clicked the scissors, “Shall I trim it like before?”

Yuan Bozhu walked to the sofa and sat down, “Hmm.”

Before he could finish his sentence, Yuan Wanjiao had already started cutting, and with a crisp sound, she gave Yuan Bozhu’s bangs a trim.

With the bright light, the job was well done.

Yuan Wanjiao looked satisfied with her brother, the more she looked, the more handsome he seemed, and she felt that countless words of beauty overflowed when describing Yuan Bozhu. In any case, there seemed to be no flaw in this face.

After a few seconds, she finally realized what was different about Yuan Bozhu today.

“Ah! You’re not wearing glasses today!? It should have been like this; it should have been like this long ago.”

Yuan Wanjiao felt relieved.

The glasses Yuan Bozhu had chosen for himself were very scary; wearing them almost changed the shape of his entire face. She rarely saw Yuan Bozhu’s handsome appearance because of them, so this was quite rare.

“Your frame style is too outdated, and the lenses are so thick that your eyes look shrunken behind the glasses. Have you switched to contact lenses?”

Without waiting for an answer, Yuan Bozhu almost forgot.

After a moment of silence, Yuan Bozhu suddenly turned and walked back to the bedroom, taking out a spare pair of glasses to wear.

Then, expressionless, he returned to the dining table.

Seeing his brother’s swift action, Yuan Wanjiao frowned repeatedly, “Why do you have to wear them! It’s so ugly!”

Yuan Bozhu said, “Habit.”

“But isn’t this pair from junior high? Look, the legs are loose. And is the prescription suitable?”

Yuan Wanjiao couldn’t stand seeing him mistreat himself like this, “You have such good looks; just wear contacts. Please, I’ll pay for them.”

“I won’t wear them.”

“I’ll teach you!”

“No.”

“You won’t get a girlfriend like this,” Yuan Wanjiao said, reaching for his glasses, “You’re so young and you don’t care about your appearance, is that okay?”

Yuan Bozhu dodged her attempt.

Yuan Wanjiao thought for a moment, then changed the subject suddenly, “Speaking of which, little brother, do you like anyone at school?”

“No.”

“You don’t have to hide it from your older sister; I’m not like your big-mouthed brother. Tell me, I won’t tell Mom and Dad.”

“No.”

“It’s impossible, isn’t it? You’re at that age when spring should be stirring your heart. Don’t tell me there’s no one you like?”

Yuan Bozhu remained silent and quietly started eating his bread.

His mother returned late last night and was still asleep now. Yuan Qifeng hadn’t returned all night, and there was no sign of him now.

Only Yuan Bozhu and Yuan Wanjiao were having breakfast at the table.

Yuan Wanjiao, perhaps feeling bored, insisted on finding something to do. “How about I read your fortune for you?”

She knew her younger brother’s bored nature but still enjoyed teasing him.

Because Yuan Bozhu rarely showed emotions and hardly gave any interesting feedback, challenging his limits had always been a traditional pastime in their family.

After speaking, she started fidgeting around, sometimes dabbling with water on the table, sometimes pinching her fingers and chanting spells, all the while chattering away.

After a while, she exclaimed, “Your astrological chart is so strange! No matter how I calculate it, it’s always chaotic… I must use my ultimate move.”

Yuan Bozhu glanced at her but remained silent.

“Don’t believe me? Think I’m teasing you again? Well, here we go.”

Yuan Wanjiao suddenly raised her arm, performing an extravagant hand gesture, and magically produced a murky crystal ball, saying,

“Today, I’ll give you a glimpse. Oh, I haven’t told you, little brother, I’m actually a witch who can foresee the future. Look, this is my magical tool!

Faced with this sudden confession, Yuan Bozhu showed no surprise or curiosity, just his usual impassive expression.

Without waiting for a response, Yuan Wanjiao continued,

“Do you know, Ah Zhu, among the myriad of humans, there are countless mysterious races hiding, far superior to ordinary humans, possessing unique bloodlines and abilities, yet appearing no different from humans. We call these people the rare bloodlines, and they often awaken between the ages of sixteen and eighteen.”

She spoke without pause, as if she had rehearsed it many times before.

“Before you turned eighteen, I saw your unique bone structure and thought there might be some extraordinary bloodline awakening in you. But now that you’re past eighteen, you’re still just an ordinary high school boy.”

“But I’m glad… because once the bloodline awakens, it brings a lot of trouble. Living a life without freedom is terrifying. Being an ordinary person is fine.”

When Yuan Wanjiao smiled, her eyes formed crescents, and brown light shimmered from her pupils.

With that, she tapped the crystal ball with her slender fingers, reciting a bunch of incantations.

“Since we’ve come this far, I’ll show you my real skills today.”

Suddenly, the crystal ball emitted a dazzling light, shooting straight at the wall.

With a swish, the previously empty wall suddenly lit up with a brilliant display of colors.

It was dreamlike, both real and fake.

Pink and blue lights intersected and merged, finally turning into a dazzling gold.

With a proud look on her face, Yuan Wanjiao pointed at the light on the wall and said,

“See, my magical tool says that you’ll have a lot of romantic encounters at the age of eighteen!”

She looked extremely serious, rubbing her nose as she began to analyze,

“Hmm… your recent fortune indicates collisions and encounters everywhere, with new possibilities arising. The crystal says, ‘pay attention to all reasonable accidents.'”

“When coincidences occur frequently, they are no longer coincidences but fate.”

Despite her confident talk, Yuan Bozhu didn’t respond at all.

He just quietly raised his hand and tapped her crystal ball.

Yuan Wanjiao was startled, clutching her crystal ball protectively, “What are you doing? This is—”

Yuan Bozhu cut her off, “It’s a projector.”

Yuan Wanjiao widened her eyes, “Hmph, this is my divination tool.”

Yuan Bozhu said, “It’s a projector.”

Yuan Wanjiao insisted, “You don’t understand, I don’t blame you. After all, our witch clan’s bloodline is quite rare. But let me enlighten you, this isn’t a projector, this is my witchcraft power condensed into a crystal.”

Yuan Bozhu didn’t say anything more, just lowered his gaze silently.

Suddenly, he took a step forward, crouching down by the table.

Click.

Yuan Bozhu unplugged the projector’s power source.

In the next moment, the golden halo on the wall disappeared.

Yuan Wanjiao exclaimed, “What?!”

Yuan Bozhu held up two Bluetooth plugs and looked at Yuan Wanjiao, saying, “Magical crystal?”

Yuan Wanjiao blinked her eyes, and her gaze changed many times in a short period.

Finally, she suddenly showed a bright smile.

“Okay, okay. Just kidding with you! How was my performance?”

“It sucks.”

“Hmph, you rotten little brother!”

Yuan Wanjiao hummed, not feeling ashamed of her antics at all, she tucked the crystal ball back into her pocket, turned around happily, and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of milk, which she handed to Yuan Bozhu.

“Here’s another secret for you, little brother. Sister saw in her night sky observation that after seeing you, you’ll be 189 cm tall, with eight-pack abs and a nine-head figure, capable of moving mountains and covering the world. Drinking more milk now can help you achieve your goal sooner.”

Yuan Bozhu took the glass but didn’t drink, only saying, “Stop watching too much anime.”

Yuan Wanjiao shrugged. “Every girl has dreams of being a magical girl. You just don’t understand.”

“Oh.”

Yuan Bozhu raised his eyebrows noncommittally, put down the milk glass, picked up his backpack from the stool, and said, “I’m going to school.”

“Okay.”

Yuan Wanjiao watched him go to the entrance to change his shoes, her face full of love and contentment.

At the moment when Yuan Bozhu opened the door to leave, she suddenly spoke, her smile carrying a deep meaning,

“My projector is quite accurate, Ah Zhu, you should pay attention to the peach blossoms around you recently!”

Yuan Bozhu didn’t take the baseless idea of being struck by peach blossoms to heart.

Although initially, he was almost swayed by Yuan Wanjiao’s confident appearance, a careful thought made it clear that it couldn’t be accurate.

All the information about Yuan Bozhu’s body and soul didn’t match, and the probability calculated by Yuan Wanjiao based on his birth chart and fortune-telling was simply not Yuan Bozhu’s fortune.

Sure enough, life this whole week was the same as the previous eighteen years, mundane and uneventful, nothing out of the ordinary.

Until Friday, when Yuan Bozhu had completely disregarded what Yuan Wanjiao had said.

Because nearing the weekend, no one could sit still today.

From the expressions on everyone’s faces, you could feel everyone’s excitement.

Yuan Bozhu was also looking forward to the weekend.

The replica Flowing Light Saber he had ordered online was delivered, and just thinking about it made him itch to wield it.

Third period, after class, enduring two consecutive Chinese classes, everyone was bored to death and swarmed together to chat.

Yuan Bozhu, as usual, remained calm and unaffected, not initiating social interactions nor engaging in any conversation with others.

He kept himself distant from the hustle and bustle of others.

Today, for some reason, as soon as class ended, many people gathered around.

Of course, not around Yuan Bozhu.

But around Yuan Bozhu’s desk mate, Qin Rui.

Since last week’s seating arrangement adjustment, Qin Rui had become Yuan Bozhu’s desk mate for the first time.

He was a rich second-generation, outgoing and extroverted, fond of gaming and sports, and would casually treat people to drinks, snacks, or invite them to cybercafes when he had nothing to do.

Qin Rui was good at socializing and had a good reputation in the class.

Now a bunch of people surrounded Qin Rui’s desk, chatting about various topics.

Such as the upcoming monthly exams, who in the grade was dating whom, who had a fight with whom, and the postponement of the freshman welcome party scheduled for last week until October.

These seemingly chaotic pieces of news were almost the entire entertainment during breaks for the whole Class 7 of Grade 12.

But Yuan Bozhu didn’t care.

His grades were stable, neither improving nor declining; he wasn’t into early romance, fights, or performing at welcome parties.

Everything was unrelated to him.

Until someone asked,

“Did you all see the news a few days ago? I always thought special people were just a legend, didn’t expect they really exist!”

“Those aren’t special people, they’re rare breeds! Scientifically speaking, their bloodline traces back to the descendants of a high-latitude biological invasion tens of thousands of years ago. This bloodline gene has evolved over tens of thousands of years, preserving some energy suitable for the human body through mutual adaptation with humans, completely merging with human genes—They say one out of tens of millions of people inherits these rare bloodlines.”

“Tch, ancient legends. The news has debunked it countless times, yet some people still believe in superstitions.”

“It’s not superstition, alright? Just check the previous news headlines yourself. There’s footage online showing someone flying with wings like an eagle from the rooftop of the Xingzhou Hotel in the southern part of the city, carrying a wolf—You can go watch it if you don’t believe me.”

Yuan Bozhu tilted his head slightly, furrowing his brows.

A person with wings like an eagle.

Wolf.

His intuition told him that it should be related to Yuan Qifeng.

“He doesn’t believe me, but I do! I’ve always felt different from others. When I turn eighteen, I’ll definitely awaken my rare bloodline!”

“Fool. If you really have a rare bloodline, you won’t even make it to high school before the Special Bloodline Management Bureau takes you away.”

“I’m sure of it! Just wait, on my eighteenth birthday, I’ll definitely awaken the soul of the beastman!”

There is very little information about the news, and Yuan Bozhu hasn’t heard what he wanted to hear.

High school boys with wild imaginations have already started fantasizing about awakening some powerful bloodline at the age of eighteen, becoming one in a million strong.

His desk mate, Qin Rui, didn’t believe in any of it, thinking the winged person in the video was just special effects.

As a rich second-generation, his life was comfortable, enjoying every luxury from birth, he didn’t care about bloodlines.

Qin Rui shrugged disdainfully, saying, “No matter how awesome the beastman is, can they stop a bullet?”

Others laughed, “Five meters away, the bullet is fastest, within five meters—”

“The bullet is fast and accurate!”

“Hahaha!!”

These were typical jokes that only those who didn’t understand rare bloodlines could make.

Among everyone present, perhaps only Yuan Bozhu would know how a fully awakened bloodline beastman could surpass ordinary physical limitations.

Forget five meters, if it were a pure-blooded individual—both parents awakened with abilities—after the bloodline erupted, taking someone’s life from a hundred meters away would be as easy as pie.

After the jokes, curiosity about the news suddenly decreased significantly because this urban legend seemed too distant for them to care about.

Suddenly, Qin Rui asked, “By the way, who else hasn’t been notified tonight?”

“The group announcement has been up for a day, everyone in the class knows, right?”

“That’s good, those who don’t come tonight will miss out.”

Qin Rui crossed his legs, then mysteriously pulled out his wallet from his backpack, flipping out a shiny golden card, flashing it in front of everyone. When someone asked, he proudly said,

“This is the ‘Nocturnal Island’ top VIP card I specially got from my dad! Tonight, I’ll take you guys to enjoy the best food and drinks.”

“Wow, that’s awesome!”

The Nocturnal Island is a globally top-tier high-end club.

It is said that being invited to join not only requires paying a ten-million membership fee but also undergoing evaluations of assets and identity, which could take anywhere from three to five days or even one to two years to get a golden card.

The Nocturnal Island has only ten branches globally, and the one in Qiancheng City is the largest, resembling a small sea city inside. From dining, entertainment to accommodation, as long as you are a member, you can enjoy the most top-notch services. Even staying inside for a year or two wouldn’t feel cramped or boring, and there are twenty-four large luxury yachts that can be sailed to the open sea at any time.

Many people take pride in being able to enter, even working as a server inside could be considered a luxurious experience.

Qin Rui’s image as a rich second-generation in Class 7 is well known to everyone, but no one expected him to get into Nocturnal Island, let alone bring everyone along.

“Wow, Qin Rui, can we all really get in? Don’t tease us!”

Everyone in the classroom reacted, crowding around.

It was noisy, crowded, with sharp and piercing laughter, and a wave of heat emanating from everyone.

Yuan Bozhu lowered his gaze and silently stood up.

He didn’t like such noisy scenes and walked out of the classroom

Is my eighteenth birthday that great? Treating you guys to Nocturnal Island is nothing. If we have enough time tonight, I’ll take you guys out to sea!”

While Qin Rui bragged, one thing he didn’t clarify was that gold card members could only book banquets in the outer ring of Nocturnal Island. To enter the central club area was another level altogether.

But for a group of high school students, being able to enter Nocturnal Island was already impressive enough.

Everyone exclaimed in admiration, praising him for being straightforward.

But someone interjected inappropriately, saying, “Qin Rui, your deskmate seems not to be in the group.”

He raised his hand and pointed in the direction Yuan Bozhu left.

“My deskmate?” Qin Rui seemed to just realize who he was talking about,

“Oh oh oh, him… you know, he’s sitting right next to me, how could I forget about him? I’ll ask him later.”

Indeed, these old glasses were no longer useful. These days, when Yuan Bozhu wore them, they often needed readjustment.

Just this morning, they had loosened three times already.

When Yuan Bozhu was washing his hands, one lens even fell directly into the sink.

He paused for a moment, then realized, when he picked up the lens, that the small screw from the frame was missing, making it impossible to put it back.

Yuan Bozhu returned to the classroom wearing his damaged glasses, suddenly experiencing a feeling of blindness with his eyes wide open.

The different resolutions of his eyes on both sides caused the world to sway and shift before him.

Generally, no one in the class would notice Yuan Bozhu’s condition, let alone care whether his glasses were broken or not.

But today, Qin Rui actually took the initiative to talk to him.

“You–”

Just as Qin Rui uttered a sound, he stopped abruptly, feeling quite embarrassed.

He had never seen someone wear a pair of ordinary, black-framed glasses in such a disheveled manner.

Yuan Bozhu had just sat down and turned to him, “Yes?”

“What’s wrong with your lenses?”

“They fell out.” Yuan Bozhu raised his hand, revealing a thick piece of glass lying in his palm.

It was his lens.

Qin Rui had good eyesight and never wore glasses. In his view, if the lens was missing, then the glasses were broken and unusable. He couldn’t understand why Yuan Bozhu still stubbornly wore them.

“Can you see clearly now?”

“A bit dizzy.” Yuan Bozhu struggled to focus between the two different resolutions.

“Why don’t you just get a new pair? Why keep wearing them like this?”

“They can be fixed.”

“Oh.”

Qin Rui didn’t dwell on it and changed the subject, asking Yuan Bozhu, “Are you free tonight? It’s my birthday, and I’m inviting the whole class out for dinner.”

The two had been deskmates for a while, but they had never spoken so much before today.

Qin Rui hadn’t anticipated being rejected.

To him, students like Yuan Bozhu, unpopular in the class, friendless, quiet, and without any outstanding traits, were pitiable.

They couldn’t initiate interactions like outgoing and lively people such as Qin Rui, seldom received attention from others, and were rarely invited to participate in meaningful activities.

They lived in a very lonely world.

As long as someone showed them kindness and extended an invitation, they wouldn’t refuse because it was a rare opportunity for them to integrate into the group.

“He must be very grateful to me,” Qin Rui thought.

“Happy birthday,” Yuan Bozhu wished Qin Rui expressionlessly, then added, “I can’t go.”

Qin Rui: “???”

He hadn’t expected such a straightforward refusal. “We’re going to Nocturnal Island tonight. Do you know Nocturnal Island?”

“Yeah.”

“And you’re still not going? I can take you guys on a yacht trip, invite you to ride the largest Ferris wheel in Qiancheng, and I’ve even booked a show where a two-hundred-kilogram tuna will be sliced! Don’t you think it’s interesting?”

“Very interesting.”

Yuan Bozhu nodded.

“Then you—”

“I’m not going.” Yuan Bozhu wasn’t interested in having dinner with dozens of classmates. “I wish you all a pleasant time.”

Qin Rui was dumbfounded.

This surprise lingered until lunchtime; Qin Rui still couldn’t digest it.

While everyone else in the classroom went to the cafeteria to get food, a group of boys remained, surrounding Qin Rui, who was still perplexed.

They noticed his strange expression and asked him what was wrong.

After much thought, Qin Rui still found it unbelievable. “He rejected me.”

“What?”

“My desk mate rejected my birthday party invitation. He doesn’t want to go to Nocturnal Island. He actually doesn’t want to go to Nocturnal Island!” Qin Rui covered his face, feeling shocked. “Why?!”

It’s Nocturnal Island!

Even adults would feel a shiver down their spine at the name of this top-tier exclusive club for the wealthy!

Who wouldn’t be tempted?

“Could it be that he dislikes me?” Qin Rui speculated increasingly.

No one wouldn’t be eager to go to Nocturnal Island to broaden their horizons.

Yuan Bozhu’s resolute refusal might be simply because he disliked Qin Rui as a person!

Qin Rui immediately felt anxious.

He had always considered himself the most popular student in the class, making friends was one of his major hobbies, and he believed it was something he excelled at.

Although he didn’t care much about Yuan Bozhu and didn’t want to be friends with his introverted desk mate, being rejected preemptively would seriously dent Qin Rui’s pride.

He slammed his hand on the table and exclaimed, “How could he refuse me on my birthday!”

“Your desk mates? Who’s that… Oh, oh, Yuan Bozhu, right?” Ban Zhe stood aside, arms crossed, shaking his head with an air of understanding, saying,

“It’s normal for him not to go; it’s not because he dislikes you.”

Qin Rui raised his head abruptly. “What do you mean?”

Ban Zhe plopped down in Yuan Bozhu’s seat, shrugged, and explained, “His family seems to be not very well off, I saw him handing out flyers on the street during the summer vacation, and last week I saw him working at a café.”

Several boys were speechless. “He’s working and earning money in high school?”

Qin Rui was even more astonished, but he still didn’t understand. “But it’s my treat, and I’m not asking him to spend money.”

“But it’s your birthday, wouldn’t it be awkward for him to go to dinner without bringing a gift? You’re so wealthy and disdainful of cheap stuff, with your family background, what good things can a classmate like Yuan buy? He must be avoiding it.”

Ban Zhe’s explanation seemed logical, and everyone believed it.

“No wonder he never eats with others.” someone exclaimed.

Qin Rui suddenly felt a bit bitter.

He thought of Yuan Bozhu’s glasses and suddenly felt sympathetic: no wonder he didn’t want to replace them even when they were broken—it must be because he couldn’t afford it.

Qin Rui rarely spoke to his new desk mate, but he knew Yuan Bozhu was an honest and introverted person who didn’t make much of an impression in the class.

The only thing people remembered about him was that he wore the school uniform all year round.

Yes, just the school uniform.

In their teens, most boys had a sense of fashion. Sometimes, during seasonal changes, they would wear their newly bought coats over their school uniforms, regardless of how it looked, just to be more stylish than wearing the uniform alone.

Unless criticized by the teacher, this trend would spread throughout all grades and classes.

By winter, almost everyone stopped wearing the school uniform.

Puffer jackets, padded coats, flashy overcoats, baseball jackets, hoodies—everyone wore a variety of new clothes to school to show off. Only Yuan Bozhu steadfastly wore the school uniform, regardless of the temperature.

No one ever saw him wear particularly thick clothes, regardless of the weather.

Qin Rui didn’t understand Yuan Bozhu before, but now he suddenly realized: oh, it’s not that he doesn’t want to dress up, maybe he can’t afford it!

“Tell everyone, no one is allowed to give me gifts today!” Qin Rui’s eyes suddenly turned red, he slapped the table, stood up, and declared,

“I will definitely invite Yuan Bozhu to dinner!”

Author’s Note: “Yuan Bozhu’s OS”

1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. In the morning, Yuan Wanjiao was testing me, she might have guessed that I already knew something, she’s a very cautious person.

 

1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. … but not completely cautious.

 

1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. Nonsense about peach blossoms and coincidences, there’s no such thing. Yuan Wanjiao is talking nonsense.

 

1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. Desk mate’s birthday, wishing him a happy birthday.

 

1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. Nonsense about peach blossoms and coincidences, there’s no such thing. Yuan Wanjiao is really talking nonsense.