WILTHAUCS Chapter 2

After the initial shock, the Gao family’s parents quickly calmed down.

 

The weird car accident two years ago made the Gao family realize that there might be some things and situations in this world that are beyond people’s knowledge.

 

For example, the white shadow that could not be captured by the car recorder, and another example is the child in front of them.

 

Gao’s father immediately took out his cell phone and contacted Kong Miao Taoist.

 

Kong Miao Taoist has been acquainted with the Gao family for two years.

 

That time, Gao Shi would not wake up, the Gao family was in anxiety, they never believed in ghosts and gods before. Being driving into the corner, they began to ask friends if they knew any spiritualists, and then an old Taoist knocked on the door of Gao’s house.

 

The old Taoist had a white beard and hair, was wearing a moonlight white robe, and holding a duster.

 

As soon as the door was opened, he said, “I see something unusual here.”

 

Kong Miao Taoist was invited into the door by the desperate Gao family; he saw Gao Shi in bed and asked about his eight numbers¹. After that, he gravely took out seven copper coins, and threw them into the air.

 

In the next moment, his eyes closed fiercely and slowly shed two tears of blood.

 

The Gao family crowd gathered around, the old Taoist only waved his hand, “Destiny is not to be seen.”

 

He said the time that Gao Shi will waken and his own contact information, then left in a flutter.

 

Three days later, Gao Shi really woke up.

 

Since then, the Gao family has completely believed in the concepts and legends of ghosts and gods.

 

Now, seeing this child of unknown origin, their first reaction is to find Kong Miao Taoist.

 

Kong Miao Taoist came fast. As the message was sent, the door was knocked immediately, as if Kong Miao Taoist had already foreseen the situation of the Gao family, especially waiting at the door.

 

However, when Kong Miao Daoist saw the child, he was also shocked.

 

He once again took out the copper coins, wanting to read the child’s destiny, but just as two years ago, his eyes once again shed tears of blood.

 

Kong Miao Taoist said this child has a fate linked with the Gao family, with an even deeper fate to Gao Shi: the relationship of Father and Son.

 

After a few rounds of consideration, the child was left in the Gao family.

 

The young father, Gao Shi, who suddenly became a father, insisted on naming the child himself.

 

In fact, the Gao family has never been very particular about naming their children, but after all, Gao Shi was so young that the Gao family was very worried that he would be named “Gao Qiuqiu” (Gao Ball), “Gao Niangao,” (Gao Rice cake) or something like that.

 

Unexpectedly, Gao Shi pondered for a moment and tilted his head, “His name will be Gao Gusheng, and his nickname will be Lele, Mum, Dad, what do you think?”

 

The moment the name came out of his mouth, he thought of the young person in his dream.

 

Although he could not remember the exact plot of the dream, he always felt that the teenager had not truly smiled, ever.

 

So let’s name him Lele (happy), and be happy all the way to the future.

 

……

 

Gao Shi dangles a cigarette, knocking the dream fragment that suddenly appeared in his mind into the computer.

 

His hands were fast, and his shirt sleeves were pulled up, revealing a piece of his arm.

 

After he woke up, from time to time, some dream fragments would appear in his mind. At first, they would appear only once every five or six years, but as Gao Gusheng gradually grew up, they appeared more and more frequently.

 

This file was filled with his bits and pieces of dreams.

 

Time proved that the nightmare was not just a dream but also the future with Gao Gusheng as the protagonist.

 

This world, seems to be a book.

 

His precognitive dreams, in fact, skimmed the “plot” in advance.

 

Plot ……

 

Bullshit plot.

 

Gao Oath sneered, looking at another dream fragment he had typed out.

 

At the beginning of the paragraph, there were two big words.

 

[Wen Liang]

 

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“Captain! Have you had lunch yet?”

 

“Boss, I’ve organized the files from the last mission, take a look.”

 

“Captain, is there any news from A city?”

 

……

 

As soon as he entered the door, the teammates looked up from their workstations like doggies, and Gao Shi smoothly took half a packet of potato chips that Chang Yang had served: “Nothing for now. After the report is written, go to the training ground to work out. Qiu Zi, your physical fitness is too poor, add twenty sets of pull-ups and fifty sets of sit-ups.”

 

Ran Qiu let out a wail, “Boss, my feet still haven’t healed yet.”

 

Gao Shi picks up the potato chips and nods his head, “Right, so when your feet heals you will do ten laps of jogging and fifty sets of squats. By just sweeping a hotel you got your foot broken by running too fast, what a real genius.”

 

Ignoring Ran Qiu’s screams of misery, Gao Shi threw the chips into his mouth, chewed, and frowned. He takes a look at the package, “Chestnut flavor? What is this ***.”

 

Chang Yang smirked, “Boss, we share the same good fortune and difficulties, eat the same yucky potato chips together! Come on, just eat a little bit, it’s bad to waste food.”

 

Gao Shi threw the remaining half bag of potato chips into Chang Yang’s arms, “You’re right, it’s bad to waste food, so if I see that you haven’t eaten all of it, I’ll just shove the Sakura Sake Flavored Lollipop that you bought last time into your mouth together with it.”

 

The fellows who were force-fed countless dark dishes by Chang Yang cheered.

 

“Long live the captain!”

 

“Original Flavor is the god of chips forever!!”

 

“I’ll never eat leek-flavored chips again!”

 

Amidst the laughter, Huang Shan lowered his voice and asked softly, “Captain, how is Lele doing?”

 

Gao Shi, with his keen senses, knew everyone was pretending to jest but was all ears up. He was aware that everyone cared about Lele, so he didn’t lower his voice when answering.

 

“Lele’s fine, just a bit scared.”

 

Seeing that Gao Shi’s expression was normal, he knew that Gao Gusheng was not in any serious trouble, and the somewhat sluggish atmosphere once again became active.

 

“I guessed so. That Wen boy is just a pretty face, no match for our Lele.”

 

“Can’t believe he looked decent but turned out to be such a scumbag.”

 

Ran Qiu suddenly frowned and interrupted the conversation, “Boss, the Wen family has made a move and wants to fish out Wen Liang.”

 

Zhuang Xiuxiu, who had just returned to the department, asked in a low voice, “What Wen family?”

 

She had just returned from a mission this morning and only knew that something had happened to Lele.

 

Huang Shan explained, “Wen Liang is a member of the Wen family, the one in B city.”

 

Ran Qiu quickly clicked on one chat window after another, her fingers almost flying out of stumps on the keyboard, “The Wen family probably can’t contact Lele and wants to spend money to solve the problem.”

 

Gao Shi walked behind Ran Qiu, looking at the picture in the monitor, and let out a cold smile.

 

“Wen family.”

 

“Let them fish, I’d like to see how they’re going to fish Wen Liang out.”

 

Just yesterday, he remembered part of his nightmare memories about Wen Liang.

 

Wen Liang was the beginning of everything.

 

At the very beginning of the dream, Gao Gusheng was, as he picked up, a tiny child lying asleep in the barren grass of Ling Mountain. He was picked up by the beggar gang and became a member of the begging organization.

 

This beggar gang specializes in picking small children to go begging, these small children; some of them are picked up, and some are abducted to sell but don’t sell out.

 

Children, only three or five-year-olds were broken their arms and legs or gouged out their eyes with artificial disabilities to win the sympathy of passers, bringing the beggar gang a steady flow of money.

 

The young Gao Gusheng was born too good, simply like a gold sucker, relying on him to beg makes more money than directly selling him.

 

Thus, Gao Gusheng struggled to grow up within the beggar gang until he was six.

 

Fortunately, Gao Gusheng was clever and managed to negotiate with the gang leader, repeatedly avoiding being maimed and hardly keeping his body intact.

 

When he was six years old, the beggar gang was destroyed, and he was sent to the orphanage. The orphanage director and aunts were very good. Gao Gusheng ate his first full meal since birth.

 

However, from the age of six to the age of eighteen, Gao Gusheng has not lived a peaceful life; in this short period of twelve years, he has been kidnapped and has also been adopted by a criminal organization. His good looks have become a sharp blade aimed at himself.

 

Stumbling along the way, he reached the age of sixteen, and in the two years between sixteen and eighteen, it was as if fate had finally spared him; those things that ordinary people never encounter in their lives had finally let him alone.

 

He worked odd jobs to earn money while studying. Sometimes, he could only sleep three hours a day in order to earn income; the orphanage’s mother felt sorry for him and secretly stuffed him with food, but the orphanage was also poor. The occasional food she gave him was nothing more than a potato or half a ham.

 

At his thinnest, his thighs were not even as thick as his classmates’ arms, and he looked as if a gust of wind could break him.

 

But those days were the happiest in his eighteen years of life.

 

His hard work paid off when he was admitted to a critical university at eighteen. The school waived his tuition and miscellaneous fees, and the high school awarded him a scholarship.

 

The future is bright.

 

He thought, the future was bright.

 

Until he went to university and met Wen Liang.

 

Wen Liang r*ped him, and when he woke up the next day, he hypocritically apologized and started a formal courtship. The whole school knew that the school’s school hunk, Wen Liang, had a crush on someone and was chasing him.

 

Everyone was curious about what kind of person made Wen Liang humble himself in love.

 

When Gao Gusheng was revealed, the crowd was greatly disappointed.

 

An orphan, a bumpkin, how was he worthy of their white moonlight?

 

No one bothered to look deeper into the truth, no one cared about Gao Gu Sheng’s wishes, no one tried to understand Gao Gu Sheng’s character, and no one was willing to look through his old-fashioned bangs and meet his panicked but clear eyes.

 

They just felt that if such a person could enter Wen Liang’s eyes, then they themselves could as well.

 

Most people just sigh at this incident, but there is always a small group of paranoid and conceited people who vent all their dissatisfaction on Gao Gusheng.

 

Gao Gusheng was cornered and beaten in alleys, had his poverty scholarship canceled through the underhanded dealings of a student council member, was sabotaged in his competition submissions, and even had people from other schools corner him, loudly declaring he wasn’t worthy of Wen Liang.

 

That’s not all.

 

His subject was exposed to plagiarism.

 

Instantly, public sentiment was inflamed.

 

The whole university seems not to be able to accept him.

 

Under such overt mockery and covert disdain, Gao Gusheng’s once-prideful academic performance plummeted, and his teachers disappointedly removed him from the research group.

 

Just as Gao Gu Sheng was walking out of the teacher’s office, shaken and disillusioned, he bumped into Wen Liang.

 

Wen Liang.

 

Gentle senior Wen Liang, against the sunlight, his brows were full of worry and concern.

 

He gently, cherishingly, embraced Gao Gusheng into his arms.

 

“Don’t be afraid, you still have me.”

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Author has something to say:

From the perspective of the Gao family looking at Master Kongmiao: a figure of immortal demeanor and unparalleled Daoist skills.

In reality, Master Kongmiao: Oh my eyes! My precious eyes!

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Don’t worry, only the “original” story is tragic. In this story, all criminals will face legal punishment.

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eight numbers/ eight characters: form ancient China, it is a way to record year, month, day, time, mostly used to record a persons birthdate, then it woule be called “birth date eight numbers”, the ancesters see this set of numbers as a passcode to life, and by calculating this ” eight numbers”, they can calculate that the person will go through, whether rich or poor, lucky or unlucky, or even calculate ways to change ones fate.