The Silly Shou Transmigrated Into a Book - Chapter 9

Jiang Hansa bought breakfast for Gu Qiuyi. Because time was tight, he bought sandwiches and milk. Knowing that Gu Qiuyi could finish an entire large bento box for lunch, Jiang Hansa bought an extra portion for him.

Gu Qiuyi pressed his palms together and said to Jiang Hansa, “Brother Hansa, say no more—you are my lifesaver!!”

Jiang Hansa gave him a fake smile. “Just eat, don’t starve yourself.”

Gu Qiuyi took a sandwich and took a bite. Seeing Xu Muqing enter the classroom, he paused, then placed the other sandwich and milk on Xu Muqing’s desk. He said in a very gentle tone, “Xu Muqing, you haven’t had breakfast, right? I bought a portion for you.”

Jiang Hansa: “?”

Xu Muqing set down his bag and looked at the sandwich and milk on his desk. He raised an eyebrow, looking surprised. “For me?”

Gu Qiuyi nodded vigorously. “Yes, yes, for you! Don’t be polite; this is what friends do!”

Xu Muqing said, “I’ve already eaten.”

Gu Qiuyi said, “You’re lying. I can hear your stomach growling.”

Xu Muqing instinctively covered his stomach.

Gu Qiuyi burst out laughing. “I was kidding.”

The tips of Xu Muqing’s ears turned slightly red, and he let out a light cough. “Then… thank you.”

Beside them, Jiang Hansa watched Gu Qiuyi—what a smooth move, presenting someone else’s gift as his own.

After eating the sandwich, Gu Qiuyi finally felt his burning stomach settle down. He tried to focus on class, but soon realized that aside from Chinese Literature, he couldn’t understand a thing.

The math teacher called his name to come to the board to solve a problem. He stood up with total confidence and said, “Teacher, I don’t know how.”

Math Teacher: “…This problem is very simple. You don’t know it?”

Gu Qiuyi puffed out his chest, sounding perfectly righteous: “I really don’t!”

Since he was so unapologetic, the math teacher was the one who felt embarrassed. He waved his hand, gesturing for him to sit. “Sit down. When you finish your homework, spend more time looking at your test papers. You’re a senior now; you can’t stay this lax.”

After sitting down, Gu Qiuyi let out a yawn. He pulled out his phone and used the black screen to check his reflection, seeing the confusion written all over his face.

In reality, he had only just started the 10th grade and his grades were average; there was no way he could keep up with a 12th-grade curriculum. He thought his identity as a rich second generation meant he could live off his parents, but his parents turned out to be cold, ruthless capitalists.

Sigh, life is hard. Why didn’t I just transmigrate into Kou Huai? If I were Kou Huai, I’d definitely protect my “roots” properly.

His mind wandered through messy thoughts until the day ended.

Taking a taxi home, Gu Qiuyi nearly choked when he saw the fare. The round trip added up to nearly 300 yuan!!! That was 9,000 yuan a month!!! His allowance was only 3,000!

Gu Qingbai, you have no heart!

Gu Qiuyi stomped home, but before he even entered the door, he heard the sound of voices chatting in the living room. The voice was familiar—it was “Gu Qiuyi’s” biological mother, Liang Rong.

Gu Qiuyi crept closer to eavesdrop.

Liang Rong said to Gu Qingbai, “Once we’ve raised him to eighteen, kick him out. By the way, make a list of all the money he’s spent. The amount he’s wasted would have been enough to buy Dancheng a nice car.”

Gu Qingbai said, “It’s all because you don’t know how to teach. Look at what he’s become—an embarrassment to the Gu family.”

Liang Rong sneered, “What do you mean I don’t know how to teach? It’s because your genes are too poor. We spent so much money on him since he was little for piano, drums, dance—everything. Tell me, which of those can he actually show off? All he has is that face—and even that was inherited from me. Dancheng takes after me in every way, which is why he’s so outstanding. If he were like you, he’d be a waste too.”

Gu Qingbai was silent. After a moment, he asked, “When does he turn of age?”

Liang Rong said, “June next year, I think? I can’t remember clearly.”

Gu Qingbai: “Still that long?”

Liang Rong: “I feel nauseous just looking at his face now. When President Liu’s wife asked me if I had another son and why I don’t bring him out to meet people, you don’t know how embarrassed I was. It’s one thing to be talentless, but I’m his mother—there isn’t a mother in this world who doesn’t love her child. But when he meets people, he doesn’t even greet them! Who does he think he is? He makes us a laughingstock; people think our family has no upbringing. Honestly, I wish I had never given birth to him!”

Recalling the past, her resentment grew. “Your father insisted that one son wasn’t enough and that we needed another to support the first. Look now—what did we produce? Someone who only knows how to spend money and embarrass us. Make him leave quickly; in the future, I only have one son: Dancheng.”

Gu Qingbai said, “He’s a minor. It’s not easy to handle.”

Right then, Gu Qiuyi stepped out of the shadows. “Actually, this is very easy to handle!”

His sudden appearance startled both Liang Rong and Gu Qingbai. When they turned to see him, their expressions were quite ugly.

Gu Qiuyi tried his best to put on a friendly smile. “This is easy to resolve.” He rubbed his thumb and forefinger together in a “money” gesture. “As long as this is in place, I’ll clear out immediately.”

Liang Rong sneered, “You still want money??”

Gu Qiuyi said aggrievedly, “Mom, you’re so mean! I’m a minor; I can’t survive in this cruel society without money.”

Liang Rong said bitingly, “If you don’t have money, can’t you earn it yourself? You’re proud of reaching out for hand-outs?”

Gu Qiuyi’s fingers pressed into the wall with a bit of force, but he maintained his innocent facade. “But I’m still a student and a minor. If Mom insists on being this ruthless, I’ll have to go to Mom’s company and cry to Uncle Liu Junhong. Mom and I look so much alike; no one will doubt I’m your child. Then everyone will know Mom abandoned her own biological son.”

Liang Rong valued her reputation above all else. Hearing this, she nearly choked and screamed, “You’re threatening me???”

Gu Qingbai also frowned, as if seeing this son for the first time.

Gu Qiuyi looked deeply hurt. “Mom, those words are too much. How would I dare threaten Mom? I’m not that kind of person. Since Mom hates me so much, it would be my sin to force myself to stay by your side. What bad intentions could I have? I just want Mom to be happy.”

Liang Rong: “…”

Gu Qingbai squeezed her hand and shook his head. Liang Rong slowly calmed down. “…How much do you want?”

Gu Qiuyi thought for a bit and said, “Five million.”

Liang Rong was laughed into a rage. “You really dare to dream! Do you know how much money you’ve cost this family since you were little? You dare to open your mouth this wide??”

Gu Qiuyi said aggrievedly, “But on Brother’s eighteenth birthday, Mom bought him a sports car worth millions.”

Liang Rong mocked, “Can you even be compared to your brother? You aren’t even worthy of carrying his shoes!!”

Gu Qiuyi’s eyes instantly turned red. He froze for a moment and murmured, “Is Brother really that good?”

Gu Qingbai spoke up: “Of course. Your brother is a thousand, ten-thousand times better than you. Gu Qiuyi, you must understand the survival of the fittest. As a ‘defective product,’ you have no right to make demands, understand?”

Gu Qiuyi withdrew from the residual emotions belonging to the original “Gu Qiuyi.” He looked at this couple. When he read the novel, he never saw that Gu Qiuyi had this kind of background; he only saw Gu Qiuyi as a vicious cannon fodder who kept seeking death, eventually leading to the family’s bankruptcy and his own imprisonment. He thought the original host was just pure evil, but now he saw there was a reason for everything.

Transitioning from an outsider to an insider, he realized how pitiful the original host was. Not all parents in the world love their children; there truly are parents who are purely “exquisite egoists,” with emotions so cold they are almost non-existent. Children are merely medals for their own glory; once a child fails to bring them fame or face, they are discarded like trash or even hated like enemies.

Growing up in such an environment, how could “Gu Qiuyi” have normal emotions? His pursuit of Chu Yueguang likely wasn’t just to get attention; deep down, it might have been a way to spite his parents. But now the original was gone, and the current “Gu Qiuyi” was him—he would never know for sure.

Gu Qiuyi nodded and said, “Fine. Since you say so, I don’t need five million. Two million should be okay, right?”

Gu Qingbai held up five fingers. “Five hundred thousand.”

Gu Qiuyi: “…You’re a modern-day Grandet (a famous literary miser), aren’t you?”

Gu Qingbai said coldly, “If you don’t accept, then there’s nothing to discuss. After all, I’ve spent a lot of money raising you all these years; I haven’t even calculated that debt with you yet.”

Looking at his cheap father’s impatient face, Gu Qiuyi couldn’t help but sigh. He thought to himself: I really am a lucky guy. In reality, both parents are dead; the parents after transmigrating… are basically the same as being dead.

Oh well. No parents, but money is good too.

“Fine, five hundred thousand it is,” he said.

Gu Qingbai said, “Move out before this weekend. Whether you live at school or rent an apartment, just don’t be an eyesore in front of me.”

Liang Rong quickly added, “Don’t tell anyone outside that you’re a son of our Gu family. From now on, I only have one son—your brother. Understood?”

Gu Qiuyi took a sharp breath. “As long as the money is in place, everything is negotiable.”

Recalling the advice he’d once seen—If your boyfriend’s mom comes to the door with 50 million to break you up, never take a check—he said skillfully: “I want five hundred thousand in cash.”

Five hundred thousand… Chu Yueguang could give me that as pocket money with a wave of his hand. Only Gu Qingbai and the others would be this stingy. Hmph.

Gu Qiuyi returned to his room and sat on the bed in a daze for a long time. He finally turned on his phone, wanting to complain to Chu Yueguang.

But remembering the scene of Chu Yueguang sending money, he held back. What if Chu Yueguang sent him money again? Should he take it or not? Wouldn’t he just be torturing himself?

Gu Qiuyi sighed and messaged Chu Yueguang: “Brother, school is out! I’m home now!”

No reply. Normal.

Gu Qiuyi chattered away, sending many messages. He typed extremely fast. In a normal conversation, almost no one could keep up with his speed. This was thanks to his middle school days when he used to help his scumbag roommate reply to messages from nine different girlfriends. He made 900 yuan a month doing that! But in high school, he didn’t have any men that scummy around him.

After a long string of messages, Chu Yueguang finally came online and replied reservedly: “You’re so noisy.”

Gu Qiuyi’s eyes widened. “Brother, you actually find me annoying!”

About half a second later, Chu Yueguang replied: “I don’t.”

Gu Qiuyi: “You do! Just let me wipe my tears in secret where no one can see me cry.jpg”

Chu Yueguang looked at the kitty emoji wiping tears in a corner, its tears flooding the floor. The corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curl up. He tried his best to suppress it, waited for a serious ten seconds, then replied: “I don’t.”

Gu Qiuyi: “Just let me be heartbroken alone in this icy world.jpg”

Chu Yueguang changed the subject: “Do you like cats?”

Gu Qiuyi nodded repeatedly—I love them! Then remembering Chu Yueguang couldn’t see him, he typed: “I love them!!! Super love them!!! Cats are the cutest creatures in the world!”

Chu Yueguang looked at Gu Qiuyi’s calico cat profile picture. His slender, cold-white finger tapped the screen lightly as he slowly typed: “I’ll give you one.”

Gu Qiuyi was startled—Does he want to meet up?

Just as he thought that, Chu Yueguang sent another message: “Give me an address.”

Gu Qiuyi wiped away non-existent sweat. Chu Yueguang’s “Reserved High-Cold Gong” persona is rock solid. Thinking about it, if it were a Gong from another novel, they would have investigated his background to the core by the first chat. Only Chu Yueguang would chat with him so leisurely.

Gu Qiuyi snapped back and typed quickly: “Better not. I’m still a student and don’t have the ability to raise a cat. If I get one now, I can’t be responsible for it. In that case, it’s better not to have one. Thank you anyway, Brother! Can Brother give me one in the future once I have my own little home?”

Chu Yueguang found the sentence a bit strange. He thought about it solemnly but couldn’t figure it out. Since he said no, Chu Yueguang didn’t insist. “Okay.”

Gu Qiuyi asked again: “Do I count as Brother’s friend now?”

Chu Yueguang took a long time to reply: “You need to keep working hard.”

Gu Qiuyi couldn’t help but laugh. He sent Chu Yueguang an emoji: “Heart-thief appearing uninvited.jpg”

Half a minute later, Chu Yueguang replied: “.”

Gu Qiuyi burst into a “Hahaha” laugh.

On the other side, Chu Yueguang stared at that emoji for a long time, his thoughts unknown. He looked around, then lowered his gaze to the phone and switched Gu Qiuyi off “Do Not Disturb.”

Only after laughing enough did Gu Qiuyi feel the anger from Gu Qingbai dissipate.

He typed: “Brother, I’m really thankful to you for giving me the chance to chat with you.” “Actually… I was really sad just now and even cried. But as long as I chat with Brother and Brother responds to me, I’m so happy.”

Chu Yueguang replied much faster this time: “Why did you cry?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Just over some small things. It wouldn’t be good if I said it and affected Brother’s mood. So don’t blame me for not wanting to say; I only want to be a happy person in front of Brother.”

Chu Yueguang thought for a bit, exited the chat, and found Kou Huai: “Give me some emojis.”

Kou Huai: “?” Chu Yueguang urged: “Hurry up.” Kou Huai: “…What kind of emojis do you want?” Chu Yueguang thought: “Cute ones.”

Kou Huai: “…” Kou Huai was shocked: “Brother, did you get a girlfriend???”

Chu Yueguang denied it: “No. Stop talking nonsense and give me the emojis.”

Kou Huai quickly scoured his Moments for some cute emojis and sent them to him. After finishing, he asked curiously: “Brother, you really don’t have a girlfriend?”

Chu Yueguang: “You talk too much.”

Kou Huai: “Fine, your requests are always weird. Whatever, you have a stronger mind than me anyway.”

Chu Yueguang added the emojis one by one. After finishing, he gave some “fake” concern to Kou Huai: “Did you go through a breakup?”

Kou Huai: “Fuck, Brother, did you see my Moments?” Chu Yueguang: “Mm.”

Kou Huai: “My ex—ptui, I don’t even want to call him my ex. Brother, don’t be fooled by his clean appearance. My friend said he did a 3P with others and even has photo evidence. Ugh! And he still had the nerve to tell me he only likes me and never dated anyone else. Sure, his heart likes me, but his body belongs to everyone!”

“Brother, you have to be careful of those who look pure and clean. You never know if they play harder than anyone behind your back. Innocent boys like us are no match for them!”

Chu Yueguang frowned and said, “That’s just your bad luck. Don’t assume everyone is like you.”

Kou Huai: “…” Kou Huai said aggrievedly: “Brother, why is your temper so big? I’m telling the truth; that’s just how it is.”

Chu Yueguang sent him an emoji: “I really want to use my Bugles to plug your dog mouth.jpg”

Kou Huai: “………………”