Ch32 - Origin (1/2)
The two of them walked past a shopping mall. Zhou Sheng stopped and looked at a shop that sold ridiculously expensive men’s clothes. Yu Hao was worried that he wanted to buy clothes again — one piece of clothing from this shop was priced at 2,000 — so he quickly said, “I don’t think it looks as nice as this Kandinsky piece.”
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“You actually know him?” Zhou Sheng was extremely surprised.
“I really like his abstract paintings.” Yu Hao said, “Poor students have their right to like art too ma.”
Zhou Sheng answered, “I like it a lot too. I’m not buying any more, let’s go ba.”
When they left, Zhou Sheng suddenly felt inspired, “The money you spent was at least earned with your own two hands, but what about me? I’m still being supported by my family, so I don’t have the face to be saying these kinds of things to you.”
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Yu Hao smiled and answered, “What does it matter?”
“Take a guess, whose dream did I enter first?” Zhou Sheng turned around and asked Yu Hao.
Yu Hao didn’t expect that Zhou Sheng would suddenly mention that with no prior warning, so he was instantly stunned.
“Your Dad’s.” Yu Hao eventually said after thinking about it for a long moment.
“Full marks.” Zhou Sheng revealed a gentle smile and gave Yu Hao a thumbs up. Both of them had a tacit understanding at this moment. Zhou Sheng’s happiness came from having a friend who could truly understand him.
During the Spring Festival period, people hurried to and fro with a lively bustle, yet Yu Hao was thinking, if I keep working for the next few days, I might be able to earn a thousand or so which would be as much as I could usually earn in a month.
They sat in the cake shop on the first floor. Zhou Sheng ordered a cake gift box as they were going to visit Chen Yekai and Professor Lin later, then took a cup of coffee and passed it to Yu Hao. The two of them sat down and drank for awhile. Zhou Sheng said, “When I was a kid, I went to the river to swim and picked this up in the mud.”
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Yu Hao responded with an “un”, and his gaze shifted from the golden wheel to Zhou Sheng’s eyes.
“Golden Crow Wheel.” Yu Hao recalled that earlier today, he had guessed that this ornament was closely related to Zhou Sheng’s strange ability, and this was indeed the case.
Zhou Sheng lifted his wrist and tilted his head sideways to scrutinise it. On his wrist was the red rope that Yu Hao had woven for him.
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Yu Hao suddenly remembered something and began looking through his phone, it had the information that he was looking for today. He showed it to Zhou Sheng, “Look at this.”
Zhou Sheng looked at his phone and said, “I did my research on it a long time ago, and yes, that’s it.”
On Yu Hao’s phone was the treasure of the Jinsha museum in Chengdu, the Jinsha Sun Wheel.”
Yu Hao said, “When did you know that you had this ability?”
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“7.” Zhou Sheng answered, “It took a lot of effort to figure out what had happened.”
Rather than saying Zhou Sheng innately possessed this ability, it was more like it had been awakened by the Golden Crow Wheel. When he was a kid, he often had to suffer domestic violence at the hands of both his parents. His father wouldn’t even say a word before he started hitting him, while his mother would come up with all kinds of ways to make digs at him — it was both verbal and physical violence. The young Zhou Sheng thus became irritable, sensitive and irascible. Every night, he would hide in his room and sleep alone.
One day in a dream, he saw a gorgeous blazing sun that emitted fierce, raging flames. Energy flowed, and it emanated a bright light that radiated outwards, revealing the form of the Golden Crow Wheel. The Golden Crow Wheel told him that this was the world of consciousness, and what it represented was an assembly of the impressions that every person had of their reality.
“It can speak?!” Yu Hao was completely astonished.
The waiter placed their packaged cake on the table so the two of them briefly stopped talking. After he left, Zhou Sheng said, “It can speak, but not in the typical sense. When you stand in front of it and accept its flames, some information is directly……conveyed into your consciousness.”
Yu Hao stared blankly at Zhou Sheng.
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“Ktja kjr tbk P xcfk atja la kjr j ‘ujaf’. Zs wlrrlbc yfujc atf wbwfca P tjv mgbrrfv atgbeut la.”
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“You crossed it.” Yu Hao said.
“It let me cross it, and so, I appeared in my Dad’s dream.” Zhou Sheng answered.
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Yu Hao had a shocked expression. Zhou Sheng began to recall his father’s dream — it was a battlefield swarming with bloodthirsty beasts, bloody limbs, graves……there were wild beasts wreaking havoc everywhere. The young Zhou Sheng stood in the middle of this battlefield, completely at a loss.
“He used to be a soldier.” Zhou Sheng said, “He became a cook after he switched professions. In his dream, its beasts had a distinct hierarchy — a King of the Beasts commands all of the flying and land beasts, which symbolises the impression of his belief that power is supreme.”
At that time, Zhou Sheng was only 7, so it was impossible for him to rival a group of fierce-looking monsters. But luckily, it was his father’s dream. In his dream, his son had a protective halo that surrounded him, and that may be the “love” for his son that Zhou Laichun had never declared.
When he said this, Zhou Sheng’s expression became extremely conflicted. He had tried to explore his father’s mental world, though he didn’t understand what it all meant at first.
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“So your father……” Yu Hao said, “Under the influence you had on his mental world, he successfully transformed his character in reality.”
Zhou Sheng absent-mindedly uttered an “un”. His long and beautiful fingers fiddled with the coffee cup in his hands — he took off the insulator paper cup holder off, tore it apart, then pieced it back on like a jigsaw puzzle.
“You defeated the King of the Beasts?” Yu Hao asked.
“Of course not.” Zhou Sheng leaned back on his chair and his gaze swept towards Yu Hao’s eyes, then answered, “In my Dad’s consciousness, I will never be able to defeat him. So for me, that would be impossible.”
Yu Hao understood that, so he put forward another idea.
“Then, if one day your achievements surpass his, then the King of Beasts in his dream would no longer be your opponent.”
Zhou Sheng said with a voice that was bored stiff, “I thought of that before. My strength comes from the understanding the dreamscape’s owner has of me, which is very reasonable. But I’m not very interested.”
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“What about the ‘self’ in his dream?” Yu Hao asked, “The one that was banished.”
Zhou Sheng said, “He has never been banished before, he’s different from you guys. The King of Beasts is his embodiment. The King of Beasts is his truest self, but my invasion did have some sort of impact ba……”
In his father’s dream, Zhou Sheng had defeated a lot of corrupted monsters, so his father Zhou Laichun in reality gradually became more decisive — he decided to completely cut off his life of wading through mud and water. This action had facilitated his final decision in divorcing his wife, and to be himself.
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And thus, this had further triggered Zhou Sheng’s mother’s hysterics. When Zhou Sheng talked about this, guilt could be seen in his eyes.
“If it were me,” Yu Hao said, “I’d really wish for them to go their separate ways and not use me as an excuse to say something like ‘we’re not getting a divorce because of you’.”
“I guess so.” Zhou Sheng smiled, then said, “Afterwards, I entered my Mum’s dream.”
Yu Hao was extremely curious about the Golden Crow Wheel’s strength. Could he enter anyone’s dream as long as he wanted to do so?
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“In her dream.” Zhou Sheng made light of it as he said, “I had no protection, so I almost died.”
Yu Hao, “……”
Yu Hao knew the implication behind that: Zhou Sheng’s mother, probably didn’t love him very much.
“So when you crossed through the Golden Crow Wheel……”