Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Really stuffy, I called a few streamer buddies from the same city to go eat skewers and drink.
We drank till midnight, went home and crashed.
Dizzy, I fell asleep.
In the dream, I actually saw that girl again.
She was facing away from me, wiping the desk.
On the desk were books, a radio, newspapers, and a few Hong Kong movie star posters.
In the center of the desk was a glass vase with a few white fabric roses.
“Who are you?”
I tried to speak.
The girl seemed to hear something, she turned around and gave me a brilliant smile:
“Brother Yuanshan, can you teach me to sing a Cantonese song, the one by Andy Lau, ‘Secretly Bewitched’!”
Like a sudden power cut, I woke up.
Sunlight streamed through the gauze curtain, I raised a hand to shield my eyes.
This dream, how is it getting more and more real.
……
At 8 p.m., I went live right on time.
Right when I started, there weren’t many people in the stream.
I played Andy’s “Secretly Bewitched”, chatted casually with fans, reading comments:
“Host, why didn’t you stream these past two days?”
“Oh, the host’s stomach was a bit upset these past two days, took a rest.”
“What? You want to see the host spend a night at a mountain temple?”
“Ha, give a follow and I’ll consider it.”
Getting really bored, I took out my sketchbook and started drawing the girl from the dream.
The calendar in the girl’s bedroom showed 1993.
What a coincidence, my dad also left Cang City in ’93 and went alone to Guangzhou to start a business.
Over there, he ran a restaurant, met my mom, and later the business grew bigger and bigger…
My dad wants me to take over.
But I don’t like the smoky, greasy kitchen, nor do I want to study hotel business management, I just love drawing.
The old man couldn’t out-stubborn me, so he agreed to let me study art.
But after really studying, I found I really have no talent.
I’m afraid if I go back to Guangzhou, I’ll have to listen to his nagging again.
After dropping out in my sophomore year, I used accompanying my grandma as an excuse and just temporarily stayed in our hometown Cang City.
I glanced at the screen and continued chatting: “By the way, have any of you ever dreamed about the same person twice in a row? And this person actually could accurately call your name and ask you to teach her to sing.”
Fan A: “Yo, Brother Han dreamed of a beauty?”
Fan B: “Even turning it into a TV series.”
Fan C: “Host, who are you drawing? Why does she look so familiar to me!!!”
Fan D: “This guy must be having a wet dream, look at that pervy face.”
I spat and laughed, “A dream my ass.”
My stomach hurt again.
I took a sip of hot water, glanced at the viewer count, only a few dozen people.
“Sorry, the host isn’t feeling well today, gonna end the stream early.”
I cut the stream, rushed to the bathroom and retched for a while, quickly found stomach medicine and swallowed it.
After my body eased up a bit, I went to bed and slept.
Once again, I saw her in my dream.
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