I'm Afraid I'm Now a Salted Fish

I’m Afraid I’m Now a Salted Fish Chapter 43

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Translator: LiLi041

Editor: Aji


Chapter 43: Public Proposal

  The first time Chi Song called Brother Harry, he got a busy tone.
  Heart aflame with anxiety, he waited for five minutes before calling again, only to find that the other had already turned off his phone.
  Bai Zhirong also seemed to have vanished off the face of the earth. He couldn’t contact him at all.
  The rims of Chi Song’s reddened with worry and his teeth started chattering. He could only incessantly scroll through the comments on Weibo.
  In the comments, there were already many intense quarrels. Some people scolded the paparazzi, while others scolded Brother Harry.

  “Damn homos, how disgusting. All the homos should just get out of the entertainment circle.”
  “Are you saying homosexuals are disgusting because your mom was left by one?”
  “The things that the rich get up to, smh.”
  “Brother Harry’s 10-year-long hardcore fan congratulates Brother Harry on finding a partner!!”
  “No wonder Brother Harry hasn’t found a Mrs. Harry in all these years, so this is why?”
  “Isn’t this most likely just hype? Isn’t the second season of that “Brilliant Starlight” or something show about to air? Don’t worry, I won’t watch that kind of brainless idol drama no matter how much hype there is.”
  “This Hong Kong star’s been past his time for 800 years already. He can only use these kinds of vulgar scandals and grandstanding to get attention.”
  “The melon-seed-eating crowd has rushed over to the scene at top speed, and are already furiously fighting over this year’s first mouthful of melon seeds!”
  “I’ve seen the photos. Isn’t it just two people holding hands as they go into a hotel? From how large the fuss was, I thought that the pictures were of them in bed. Maybe they’re just good friends going out to play?”
  “They would not return home for New Year’s, and instead choose to go out and play with their good friend? Previous poster, are you stupid?”

  Chi Yang had long already muted the TV.
  A comedic scene was being acted out on the TV. The person in charge of playing the fool said something, their facial expression extremely exaggerated, causing the entire audience in the TV to silently laugh uproariously. However, the three people sitting in front of the TV had all sunk into a deep silence.
  Song Zhihuai slung an arm over Chi Song’s shoulders and pulled him closer to himself. “Lean on me.”
  Chi Song obediently leaned on Song Zhihuai, and asked, “Will they be okay?”
  Song Zhihuai couldn’t give him a reply.
  Chi Yang, who had never been in the entertainment industry and didn’t know about how harsh it was, comforted, “They will be fine, brother. Don’t worry.”
  Just then, Chi Song’s phone vibrated.
  Chi Song looked down, and his spirits rose.
  It was a message from Bai Zhirong.

  Bai Zhirong had written, “Chi Song, don’t call me. My phone is about to blow up. I’ve already blacklisted all my phone contacts.”
  Chi Song jumped up and replied, his fingers going tap, tap, tap on the screen. “How are you doing? How were you photographed?”
  Bai Zhirong was silent for a while before replying, “There was a problem on Xuming’s side.”
  Brother Harry’s real name was Wen Xuming. Chi Song had to think for a bit before figuring out who “Xuming’ referred to.
  Bai Zhirong said, “I went out with him last night. These photos were from last night. Xuming already returned to Hong Kong earlier today. He explained the situation to me just a little while ago- his agent secretly tracked him using his phone’s location, and sold the location of Xuming’s and my date to the paparazzi.”
  Chi Song was shocked, “He didn’t discuss this with Brother Harry beforehand?”
  Bai Zhirong smiled bitterly, “Chi Song, you have Song Zhihuai to protect you, so you might not understand this. In this circle, there are some agents who will act on their own initiatives. The only thing they care about is whether the artists under them are famous or not; they don’t care whether it’s good fame or bad fame. The only thing they’re afraid of is their artists not getting talked about enough.”

  While Chi Song conversed with Bai Zhirong, Song Zhihuai walked out onto the Chi family’s small balcony.
  He fiddled with the potted pomegranate’s flowers and leaves as he dialed the number of Nebula Entertainment’s public relations department head.
  He got straight to the point as he asked, “Where are you?”
  Song Zhihuai could already imagine the other’s bereaved expression through the phone as he said, “Boss, just tell me straight if you want me to work overtime.”
  Song Zhihuai said, “Have you seen the news about Wen Xuming?”
  The department head answered, feeling aggrieved, “Boss, Wen Xuming doesn’t work for our company.”
  Song Zhihuai said, “I will pay you three times the overtime rate, plus 10 days of annual leave. Gather a few of your staff, buy a few marketing accounts with more than 1 million followers, and steer the news in a good direction. All the expenses will be paid for by my personal account.”
  When the department head heard this, he became curious. “Is Wen Xuming your friend? You’re going to this extent to help him?”
  Song Zhihuai thought, what friend? Brother Harry was Chi Song’s friend, so naturally, he should do his duty to help.

  Inside the house.
  Chi Song couldn’t respond for a while. Then, he asked, “How is Brother Harry planning on taking care of this?”
  Bai Zhirong’s response was succinct. “I can’t contact him.”
  Chi Song asked, “He won’t even pick up your calls?”
  Bai Zhirong made a noise of agreement.
  Chi Song had a bad premonition.
  He had been friends with Brother Harry for so many years. Though Brother Harry was tough on the outside and soft on the inside, he was always able to think of an idea at the critical moments. Him being unresponsive now might mean that he was thinking about creating some big news.
  Of course, Chi Song wouldn’t show off his knowledge of Brother Harry in front of Bai Zhirong for no reason, so he could only say a few comforting words, like ‘everything will be fine,’ ‘these are just groundless accusations,’ and ‘this won’t affect your careers.’
  But when Chi Song said this, even he felt that he was being falsely chipper.
  Bai Zhirong’s career would be fine, but Brother Harry…

  After Chi Song sent out those words of comfort, Bai Zhirong didn’t reply for a long time.
  Chi Song squeezed his phone tightly. He couldn’t really describe what exactly he was feeling right now.
  Chi Yang shot a worried glance towards Song Zhihuai, who had just returned from the balcony.
  Song Zhihuai understood, and kneaded the tense muscles in Chi Song’s shoulders. “Chi Song, let’s go. We should sleep now.”

  Mother Chi had attentively changed the single bed in Chi Song’s room to a double bed.
  Chi Song couldn’t fall asleep. He tossed and turned, like a pancake being flipped in the pan.
  He only settled down after Song Zhihuai hugged him from behind.
  Song Zhihuai pressed a light kiss to his ear and said, “Don’t worry, don’t be scared, that won’t happen to us.”
  Chi Song murmured, “Many of Brother Harry’s fans are scolding him, calling him a disgusting homo, and saying that all that time they spent chasing after him was for nothing, and that he has let them down… but Brother Harry also has his own life, and he’s been alone for so many years…”
  Song Zhihuai covered Chi Song’s mouth, “Hush, hush. Enough, don’t think about it so much.”
  Chi Song curled up in Song Zhihuai’s arms. His next words were very vague, and Song Zhihuai didn’t even know who they were directed at, “We aren’t that evil, really… I simply like him, and he just happens to be a man.”
  Song Zhihuai’s heart ached. He kissed Chi Song gently and comfortingly, “Alright, let’s sleep…”
  As soon as his words fell, Song Zhihuai’s phone rang.
  He picked up the phone. Nebula Entertainment’s public relations department head’s excitement and astonishment practically oozed out from the other side, “…Boss, quick, look at Weibo!”
  Chi Song also turned over and sat up. He asked, “What happened?”
  Song Zhihuai faithfully conveyed his wife’s question, “…What happened?”
  The department head said excitedly, “He’s out, he’s really out!”
  Song Zhihuai asked, “…Who’s out?”
  The department head said, “Brother Harry’s out of the closet! Just thirty seconds ago, Harry opened Weibo and posted a message saying he’s gay!”

  Rewind to thirty seconds ago.
  Bai Zhirong hadn’t replied to Chi Song because he had gotten a call from Brother Harry’s personal phone.
  On the other end, Brother Harry’s tone was as calm and gentle as every other time he contacted him.
  However, this time, he said, “Bai Zhirong, let’s get engaged.”
  At first, Bai Zhirong wanted to say, “have you gone crazy?” But the words hadn’t passed his lips yet when he felt a wave of sweetness rush over him, turning his limbs soft.
  Brother Harry apologized, “I know, it’s better to ask this sort of stuff in person, but I couldn’t wait any longer.”
  Bai Zhirong said with difficulty, “…Where are you?”
  Brother Harry said, “I’m at the airport. I already have the ring with me, and I’m getting ready to go find you right now.”
  Bai Zhirong said, “You silly fool. You’ve thought it through?”
  Brother Harry said, “I have.”
  Bai Zhirong wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. “…We’ve only known each other for four months…”
  Brother Harry said, “I’m 36 this year. I’m already old enough, and I don’t have any more time to waste. I love you, so please consider accepting me.”

  And thirty minutes later, Bai Zhirong gave his response.
  After Brother Harry heard, he used his newly registered Weibo account to clumsily send out his first ever Weibo post.

  Wen Xuming: Hello everyone, I am Harry. In this post, I want to apologize to my company, my fans, and the crew of “Brilliant Starlight’s” second season, for causing you all so much trouble. I am extremely sorry, and am willing to take full responsibility. What I want to say now is that I met my true love. He is different from me in countless ways, but he has the same gender as me. I love him, and that’s just how it is.

  After he sent this post, Brother Harry brought out the few things he had taken with him and spread them out onto the table in the VIP lounge. Then, he snapped a picture.
  His agent called, but Brother Harry calmly rejected it and continued to take pictures.
  In less than 10 minutes, the post by this (v)-less Weibo account had been reposted over ten thousand times.
  Below the post, there were all sorts of exclamations, insults, blessings, and doubts.
  Most of the skeptics suspected that this wasn’t actually Brother Harry, and that it was just a throw-away side account of someone who wanted to entertain the masses.

  However, these skeptics were quickly slapped in the face as this new account sent out post after post.
  Wen Xuming: These are my real estate certificates. I have four properties under my name, one in Vancouver, two in Hong Kong, and one in the capital. Whichever one you like, I will add your name on it. Any of them are fine.
  Below that, he posted four pictures of real estate certificates. The certificate information was all blurred out, but under the head of the household title, the name written was clearly “Wen Xuming.”

  Wen Xuming: I have three cars, but I don’t like to drive very much. From now on, you can drive the cars, I’ll just sit in the passenger’s seat.
  Wen Xuming: If you don’t like the decoration in the houses, you can change them however you want. We can discuss it together.
   Wen Xuming: I don’t like to smoke, play cards, or gamble. I occasionally drink a little alcohol, and most of my money is spent on fitness. Other than that, I don’t have any other hobbies, so over the years, I’ve saved up a lot of money. You can be in charge of all the money from now on.
   Wen Xuming: I love you. @Designer Bai Zhirong

  After the last message, he posted a picture of the engagement ring that he had bought a long time ago.

  Soon after, Bai Zhirong called.
  His voice was very soft, “…What did you send all that for?”
  Brother Harry said honestly, “I want to let them all see some PDA.”
  Bai Zhirong smiled, and said, “You big fool.”

  About five minutes later, Designer Bai Zhirong sent out a message, replying to Brother Harry’s confession.
  Designer Bai Zhirong (v): “What a coincidence, I love you too.”

  Brother Harry smiled from the bottom of his heart.
  At this time, his agent called him for the 95th time.
  Brother Harry finally picked up.
  On the other end, the agent had already gone half mad. “Harry, have you gone crazy?! What the heck are you posting?”
  Brother Harry calmly said, “I’m posting the big news you wanted me to.”
  The agent gritted his teeth, “Harry, this isn’t the time to get all huffy…”
  Brother Harry looked outside the airport as fireworks exploded sporadically in the dark sky.
  Brother Harry said, “I’m not angry. Thank you for making this decision for me. Also, you are fired. I reserve the right to sue you for breaching the contract and selling my private information without permission.”


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Translator’s Note: Go Brother Harry! 😀

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