Miss Truth
Chapter 213 - 135: The Origins of Liu Qingsong

Chapter 213: Chapter 135: The Origins of Liu Qingsong

Ran Yan only felt sweat forming on her forehead as her fingers twitched slightly. Besides Sang Chen, this was the second person she had met in Great Tang who evoked a desire in her to dissect and investigate. If Liu Qingsong and Sang Chen were put together, who knew what would happen – would they be like unrelated animals?

"Uh..." Liu Qingsong’s gaze shifted to Lady Xing as he gathered his courage and said, "Although she’s a bit old, but... why is my fate so tragic!"

Taking the previous remarks into account, Lady Xing understood what Liu Qingsong meant. Despite her age, she had been verbally taken advantage of by a young lad, yet it was not worth making a fuss about it. With a stern face, she snorted and exclaimed, "Mad and muddled fool!"

"Donor Liu... this Madam Ran Seventeen may be your fellow townsman. You can talk privately about other matters, but as for me, I need to meditate in silence. The two of you please leave," said the Temple Master, sensing the danger of Liu Qingsong. To avoid violating the precept of anger, she did not care to play any Zen tricks and immediately ordered them to leave.

Fellow townsman? Both Ran Yan and Liu Qingsong were stunned, and a nervous tension arose unwittingly in their hearts.

Lady Xing was also slightly surprised. Was she talking about their place of ancestry?

Standing in silence for a long while, Liu Qingsong tentatively asked, "2010?"

Ran Yan’s heart trembled slightly as she slowly responded, "2011."

Liu Qingsong rushed forward all at once, his eyes brimming with excitement, perfectly embodying the saying "fellow countrymen meeting, tears in their eyes."

Ran Yan also felt a tumultuous upheaval inside her, but she appeared much calmer than Liu Qingsong. After silently watching him for a while, she calmly turned to Lady Xing and said, "You go back first, I have some words to exchange with Mr. Liu."

"This..." Lady Xing hesitated, but then recalling that Ran Yan was sensible, she did not interfere.

Liu Qingsong could hardly contain his excitement; he bowed to the Temple Master’s departing figure along with Ran Yan before they left.

As soon as they stepped out of the Maple Forest, Liu Qingsong couldn’t contain his excitement and blurted out, "Dr. Ran... when did you arrive here?"

"Two months ago," Ran Yan replied, and then introduced herself, "Ran Yan, forensic doctor, I was the head of the national major case forensic team in June 2011 when I was murdered."

"Wow, that’s quite disgraceful," Liu Qingsong remarked, poking where it hurt. Seeing Ran Yan’s unpleasant expression, he quickly introduced himself, "Liu Qingsong, an amateur doctor at a private Chinese medicine clinic in Lanzhou... and a professional homebody. Speaking of my travel through time, it was a misfortune within a misfortune because I have no idea why it happened. No inherited jade pendants or bracelets, nor was I hit by a car or struck by lightning... I was just looking at the computer, eating instant noodles, then everything went dark, and here I am!"

"What does that have to do with jade pendants or bracelets?" Ran Yan frowned.

"You don’t know? No wonder, with your cool occupation, you probably don’t read those books," Liu Qingsong waved a hand and then leaned in to whisper, "Do you have any ancestral jade pendants or something? Those usually come with a golden finger, like having a space with mountains, water, and hot springs inside, you can farm and cultivate, grow Immortal Fruits; at the least, it improves your skin and beautifies your complexion, and if you’re lucky, you could even connect to the future world..."

"Is there such a thing?" Ran Yan pondered cautiously, then turned back and saw Liu Qingsong stretching his neck expectantly, she paused and said, "I think, please allow me to conduct a live examination on you to see if there’s any mental damage."

"Stop joking!" Liu Qingsong urged.

Ran Yan frowned, "Do I look like someone who likes to joke?"

"Ah, right, you don’t," Liu Qingsong sulkily sat down on a rock, his posture that of a degenerate youth on the brink – a typical idle loafer living just to wait for death.

"Having a companion is rather nice," Liu Qingsong rested his chin on his hands, his face full of bitterness as he complained, "You have no idea. When I first arrived here, I was just a twelve-year-old kid. The first thing I saw was Xiao Song with his imposing demeanor. That face, that aura, in my experience, he absolutely embodied two words!"

Ran Yan slightly raised her eyebrows in inquiry.

"Male protagonist!" Liu Qingsong, clutching his already disheveled hair, mimicked the shocked expression from before, "The first thing I did was to check myself down there, and to my surprise, I was still a man. Can you understand that feeling?"

Ran Yan definitely couldn’t understand, "You’re a man, continued being a man, is that strange?"

"Not strange, but such a majestic male protagonist! At that moment, I thought it was a BL novel, and the roles between me and Xiao Song were clear at a glance! Of course, there were many weak attacks, but you know those chances are like 0.1 percent, right? For a young man with no issues with his sexual orientation, it was like a bolt from the blue!"

"And after that, you became abnormal?" Based on logical analysis, if it wasn’t for a brain injury from time-traveling, then it must be the shock that caused the psychological disorder.

Liu Qingsong gave a "you don’t understand me" look, passionately continued, "Then, one by one, Xiao Song’s wives were married and then died, seemingly confirming my suspicions step by step. Given Xiao Song’s cunning and scheming nature, I had reason to suspect he liked men and was secretly killing his new wives to stay ’clean.’ Do you see my agony now?"

Liu Qingsong looked at Ran Yan with hopeful eyes.

Ran Yan thought for a moment and nodded, in Liu Qingsong’s pleased expression, she slowly said, "Well, as a man, that one blow is unlikely to cause a mental disorder. It must have been the subsequent stress that gradually led you to deviate from normal thinking."

Disheartened, Liu Qingsong flopped down on a rock, "So, what’s the forensic doctor’s diagnosis?"

"You have delusional disorder." Ran Yan said succinctly.

The two stared at each other for a long while, both feeling that, although from the same world, it was really hard to find common ground.

One dealt strictly with corpses, writing autopsy reports with a serious attitude, dutifully fulfilling his role as a forensic doctor. The other, coasting on his family’s legacy, wasted his days reading all kinds of novels and gossip online, entertaining life with a cynical attitude and being entertained by life halfway through his job as a casual doctor. Perhaps only in primitive society could the two find something in common...

However, Ran Yan’s emergence at least relieved Liu Qingsong; Xiao Song, as if it were his destiny, took a fancy to Ran Yan, preventing the situations he dreaded.

After a silent moment, Ran Yan asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

Liu Qingsong frowned in indecision, resting his chin on his hand, "This question, actually, I have been thinking about it. I wonder if I should storm through the world with the naivety of a young boy, or should I take the world by storm with the mindset of a conqueror. It’s a profound dilemma... I’ve spent thirteen years pondering it..."

Ran Yan’s eyebrows twitched slightly, and she straightforwardly asked, "And the result?"

"I haven’t figured it out yet." Liu Qingsong said innocently, looking at her.

"Then, the task of conquering the Great Tang should be mine, you keep thinking." Ran Yan said flatly as she turned and walked away.

"Eh? Wife Ran, your dominance is skyrocketing!" Liu Qingsong shouted at Ran Yan’s receding figure, rubbed his hair, and muttered to himself, "Could it be a matriarchy?"

As Ran Yan was about to disappear around the corner, Liu Qingsong, panting, caught up with her, "Wife Ran, I too am a young man with dreams and goals; Wife Ran, I want to join you, please take me in!"

*****

I don’t know if everyone will think this is a spoof, but the setting of this book is to be serious when it needs to be serious and joyful when it should be joyful. Otherwise, just the serious autopsies and heartbreaking romances could be suffocating. So please understand a birth mother’s feelings...

Liu Qingsong is Ran Yan’s work assistant, with no inclination of being the male protagonist. Moreover, it’s going to be even funnier when Liu Qingsong and Er Rabbit meet~~ (ps: Don’t get any weird ideas, there is no romance between them.). (To be continued. If you like this work, please go to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation tickets and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation.)