Zhang Fan’s mother, however, was not interested in fairy tales. She said absentmindedly, “It would be nice if ghosts really existed.”

Her husband was so surprised that he was horrified, “You— Aren’t you afraid of ghosts?”

When they first got married, they watched a horror movie together. She was so scared that she suffered a nervous breakdown and had to take medicine for several days before she recovered.

Zhang Fan’s mother shook her head, her voice hoarse and dry, “The ghost that others fear is a loved one I miss day and night.”

She was afraid of ghosts, but not of her son.

Her son’s death was so sudden, and she had so much left to say to him. She wanted to ask if he was in pain, to admit that she had failed to protect him, to say that she loved him.

She didn’t want to believe that her lovely son’s body had returned to nothingness and his consciousness had disappeared.

She would rather believe that he was living well in another place, but she just couldn’t see him.

At this moment, her cell phone suddenly rang. She opened it and saw that it was her best friend calling.

She licked her dry lips. Her son’s death was so sudden. She hadn’t come to terms with it and hadn’t yet brought herself to tell anyone about it.

The relatives around her have all been contacted by her husband.

She didn’t know how to tell the cruel truth and was stunned for a long time before she answered the phone.

Her friend’s voice came from the phone: “Are you going to be an actor?”

She was stunned for a while, then said confusedly, “No, what’s wrong?”

Her best friend was very puzzled: “My nephew watched a livestream a while ago and told me about this incident today. He said that the auntie in the livestream looked very familiar, as if he had seen her at our house. When I heard his description, I thought it seemed like you. And the child he mentioned looked a lot like Fanfan.”

“What are you saying?”

“He said it was a livestream where the soul of a child was guided from the Third Hospital.”

Zhang Fan’s mother: “???”

The color drained from her face. At first, she couldn’t believe it, then she was filled with anger. Her voice was filled with grief and anger. 

“Fanfan is gone. Please tell your nephew, don’t make fun of this incident. Who is this livestreamer? I’m reporting him now!”

This livestreamer actually used her and Fanfan to write a script. It’s too much. He was simply an unscrupulous livestreamer!

There was a burst of chaos and commotion over there, and a young man’s voice reappeared in the phone: “Auntie, let me tell you in detail, this is what happened that day…”

Her best friend’s nephew told her about what happened in the livestream. He has a good memory and remembered the time and place of the livestream very clearly.

Zhang Fan’s mother’s heart skipped a beat. She remembered that time and place so clearly, it was almost like a nightmare she couldn’t escape.

The nephew grew increasingly frightened as he spoke, his voice trembling. “My aunt showed me the photos from your WeChat Moments, and the actors in them really look exactly like you and your son. Even the moles on their faces are in the same place. I thought it was a script at first, but now it’s really frightening me.”

“I called you to ask if you were acting. If so, please tell me quickly. I’m almost scared to death.”

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, until it was barely the hum of a mosquito, and he dared not speak any more. He had initially thought this supernatural story was just a joke, a script, but who would have thought it was actually real?

It was starting to look like he had seen a ghost livestreamed to hundreds of thousands of viewers.

“My son is gone.”

Zhang Fan’s mother left a vague message and asked for the streamer’s details before hanging up the phone.

… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

The best friend’s nephew looked at the busy phone in a daze.

Damn, I’m really going to have to come out and testify.

He was shaking like a sieve, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He couldn’t help but open Weibo and posted a message in the #Greet the Sun, Rise from Clouds super topic: 

[Brothers, there’s a big problem. It seems that the special program that was livestreamed last time was not a recorded video, but the real thing. I called the person shown in it, and she admitted it!]

[How many dishes are there tonight? Why are you so drunk¹? It’s fine to just listen to these metaphysical sentiments, but if you take them seriously, you’ll lose.]

[I can also testify. Those two actors at the amusement park were my college classmates, both of whom were quite famous in the academy. When I saw the livestream, I thought they had been chosen by the streamer to be actors. But when I came to school today, my friends told me that they had both been in a car accident.]

[Prosperity, strength, people, enlightenment, and harmony…]

[I told my classmates that I saw them in a livestream, but they didn’t believe me. They said I had no pictures, now what? I was so scared and furious. I really wanted to take screenshots and slap them in the face. It’s all because of that damned Shark Platform that won’t let me take screenshots. It’s so annoying.]

More and more people spread the story by word of mouth, telling their friends about it, and many people came forward to testify that the livestream was real.

However, no pictures were leaked from the livestream channel, resulting in no evidence and the news only circulated in a small circle.

But even so, countless golden wishes were generated.

I Livestream Divination to the World translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

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Chapter 73.5 — The Fourteenth Livestream
Chapter 73.6 — The Fourteenth Livestream

FOOTNOTE:

1. The commenter was implying the nephew was drunk and saying nonsense because he drank with not enough food. ↩︎