Forty-Seven Degrees Part 3

When talking about scumbags, Shi Yun felt the hand that was originally loosely placed on her waist suddenly pinched her without any mercy.

Wei Congying glanced at her from the side, reached into his trouser pocket with his other hand, and took out a small piece of paper: “Here.”

Shi Yun took it and saw that it was actually a phone number. She didn’t notice it at the time and didn’t know when she had passed it to Wei Congying.

Wei Congying took the small note from Shiyun again, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can. He took Shiyun and turned into another road: “Let’s go and release river lanterns.”

The lantern-making shop owners were extremely unscrupulous. To prevent anyone from disrupting the lantern market, all the shop owners had unified their prices over the past few weeks.

It didn’t matter where you bought it.

Shi Yun waited for a long time but no one had finished writing and passed her a pen. Finally, she reluctantly took out the eyeliner from her bag and handed it to Wei Congying, asking him to be brief: “As a Chinese major, condense it to the essence.”

He held the pen and asked Shi Yun to remove the cap. He looked at the red wishing paper, thought carefully, and finally picked up the pen.

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After Wei Congying had finished releasing the lantern, he saw her standing there on one leg. He walked up to her and stretched out his foot for her to step on, then took the pair of sandals from Shi Yun’s hand and looked at them.

“Well, I just wished you good luck in the future, but you were unlucky right away. This lantern scam is so serious that I have to report it March 15¹[1] March 15 is Consumer Rights Day. On this day the CCTV would broadcast the “315 Show”, the programme names and shames brands for various issues which can greatly affect the companies themselves. of next year.”

Shi Yun stepped on his sneakers. She was feeling sad about her bad luck, but was startled when she heard him reveal the wish he made on the lantern paper.

He adjusted the position of Shi Yun’s bag and said, “Let’s go. I’ll carry you back.”

What caught her eye was the scene of the old town streets decorated with lanterns. He stood under the bright red lanterns, more dazzling than anything else. There were crowds of people around, and those who passed by them subconsciously turned to avoid them.

Shi Yun lay on his shoulder. Although it was summer, there was no unpleasant or strange smell on his body. He had smoked, but the smell of cigarettes was hardly present, and the smell of sweat was not strong either.

She rested her chin on his shoulder and could see his profile: “Wei Congying.”

He hummed, “What’s wrong?”

“Why did you make a wish for me on the lantern?” Shi Yun asked him.

Wei Congying lifted her up and held her up with his hands to prevent her from falling off his back: “Because I don’t have any wishes.”

He doesn’t need to be rich, nor does he need to live a hundred years.

Love and romance are things that he can easily obtain, as if there is really nothing else he wants.

Wei Congying continued: “So, I made a wish for you.”

However, the emotion turned into sadness, just like bread baked in the oven, which eventually burns and turns into charcoal, tasting bitter.

At that moment, Shi Yun didn’t know whether she was sad that he didn’t want to live to be a hundred years old, or that the person who was similar to him wanted to live to be a hundred years old but couldn’t.

Her chin moved away from Wei Congying’s shoulder, and she could only see the back of his head.

The evening wind made the sleeves of his short-sleeved shirt billow.

The next second, Wei Congying felt her shoulders sink, and she leaned back on his shoulders. Wei Congying couldn’t see her expression, but he could still feel her sudden unhappiness.

“Shi Yun.” He called her name.

The response he got was a muffled “hmm”. He thought that all her unhappiness was what he had witnessed; deciding to not continue her studies because of being unable to save others, and blaming herself for being the reason behind her mother’s death.

“Don’t abuse or criticize yourself. If you really give up and don’t continue studying, and can’t overcome the psychological trauma of not being able to save others, that would probably be what makes auntie saddest.”

The evening wind carried his words and blew them towards Shi Yun along with the coolness of the night.

He told her that her current situation was because she couldn’t face death: “If I die one day, don’t mourn me.”

It may be because he happened to be abroad during his rebellious period, and was greatly influenced by the Western carpe diem²[2]Carpe diem means to live in the present. ideology. Although he could not ride forward like a knight, he could “cast a cold eye on life, on death” like in the first half of the phrase.³[3] This quote comes from the poem, Under Ben Bulben, penned by William Butler Yeats.

He thought Shi Yun would also give these a cold eye. She had trapped herself for too long.

The chirping of insects emanated from the green belts along the street, and the bustle of the old streets of the ancient town had been left behind them.

The way back to the hotel was a bit long, and Wei Congying carried her on his back the entire time, feeling the weight and warmth on his back.

Perhaps in this age where people pray to gods for safety and wealth, his appearance is too out of place, like an isolated island covered in fog, with ships sailing on the sea docking there, but those ships would eventually leave it behind.

Wei Congying’s words did not receive any response from the person behind him. He was like a teacher, and after explaining the fact that one plus one equals two, he asked, “Do you understand?”

She didn’t know.

There was a lot she didn’t know.

For example, she don’t know whether the feeling of being touched when his lantern wish was for her was from Wei Congying or from that face.

Wei Congying said that she was sometimes too soft-hearted, and that it was not a good thing to have an outburst of emotions towards someone.

Shi Yun was sulking: “Really?”

He asked back, “Don’t believe it?”

Wei Congying had her look across the street.

Shi Yun followed his instructions and looked across the street. Under the alternating lights of the street lamps, there were two familiar figures, one old and one young. They belonged to the old grandmother and child whom they bought the bracelets from at the hotel.

This place was quite far from the old street. Shi Yun didn’t expect that they would sell bracelets so far away.

The next second, a black car drove over and stopped next to the old woman and the child. The shy and introverted child shouted excitedly, “Mom, Dad.”

She was tricked.

Shi Yun frowned as she looked at the happy family across the street. Once the car started moving, it didn’t look like they needed to raise money for tuition. Suddenly, she remembered the smile on the restaurant owner’s face when he served the food after she bought the bracelet. It turned out to be a scheme.

She was disappointed: “Why is this happening?”

Wei Congying smiled: “Are you sad? Do you feel deceived?”

Shi Yun curled his lips: “It’s a bit sad. After all, my compassion has been exploited.”

Wei Congying turned his head and glanced at her, jokingly saying, “Well, I’ll tell you in advance that I’ll also charge you interest when I return to the hotel room. I’m not some kind-hearted person.”

The author has something to say:

Cast a cold eye on life, on death. – Yeats

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Muah, muah, muah!!!

Anyway, it was Xiao Wei who could help Shi Yun overcome those fears. This was probably why 10⁴[4]10 is a homonym for Shi Yun’s surname, Shi. fell in love with him, because he was free and did whatever he wanted, and he had that kind of… temperament that disdained life and death.

The scumbag father’s project failed, but he didn’t go bankrupt. Because I feel that it would be too long to elaborate on the scumbag father plot, as the current plot is already very long. (Because a few chapters ago, Jiang Xuyang reminded Wei Congying that his family was collaborating with Fu Wang’s family on a project, which is also a relatively important point, so I will not write about it in detail here.)

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Notes:

[1] March 15 is Consumer Rights Day. On this day the CCTV would broadcast the “315 Show”, the programme names and shames brands for various issues which can greatly affect the companies themselves.

[2]Carpe diem means to live in the present.

[3] This quote comes from the poem, Under Ben Bulben, penned by William Butler Yeats.

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Translator Corner:

Does anyone else follow the carpe diem motto? Makes me feel old when I’m here planning my life out and then happen upon this while translating. Hahaha. Life has too much for me to worry about. Sigh.