Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 196

Aroma had not seen Chu Zhao in the real world since that incident. She was well aware about his trauma. His girlfriend had died in an accident. No, to be more precise, she had come over in his best buddy's car and committed suicide.

It was very hard even for a normal man to endure, even if he was a police officer.

On one hand, it was his sweet girlfriend. On the other hand, it was his brother he grew up with. Chu Zhao who was stuck in the middle was like coward hiding in his house getting drunk to pass his days.

This… perhaps was the best solution in a hopeless situation.

Chu Zhao and Su Bai's character were two extreme opposites. Both of them may look like ordinary people but hiding deep within Su Bai was an impulse to overturn everything as well as ruthlessness. As for Chu Zhao, he was much timider. In fact, he really was a coward.

Su Bai's parents passed away in an accident when he was very young. Over the years, Su Bai was all alone. Chu Zhao was the exact opposite. He had a strong father and a very strong family.

When young, if he was naughty or made a mistake, he would be lashed by the police whip his father hung on the door. When he grew up, he was forced by his family to be a police officer. He opposed it but was still forced to put on the police uniform. But at the same time, he had organized the Murder Club with his best buddies. He used this method to vent out his dissatisfaction towards his family's arrangement.

Aroma drove to Chu Zhao's housing district. Chu Zhao did not move away despite his girlfriend's passing. One of the reason was because he did not have much property like Su Bai. As a police officer from a police family, even though his living conditions and finances were not bad, he could not reveal it. This was similar for many civil servants, despite being able to afford luxurious cars, they could not buy it. Despite being able to buy mansions, the could not put it under their name. They could not brazenly display it; it had to be kept in the dark.

Aroma knocked on Chu Zhao's door. She thought Chu Zhao would be sleeping after being drunk. Chu Zhao unexpectedly opened the door.

Chu Zhao was wearing a white t-shirt, he looks robust and relaxed. His beard was shaven cleanly giving off a neat feeling.

Aroma found it surprising. She thought Chu Zhao would not get over it so soon and even completely getting over it.

"Anything?"

There wasn't a need with all the pleasantries with Aroma, Chu Zhao directly headed to the bathroom to wash his face.

"You're better?" Aroma entered the living room. She took out a can of beer from the fridge, opened it and took a gulp.

"Nope, it became worse." Chu Zhao replied while scrubbing his face.

"Why?" Aroma asked.

"I need to meet Su Bai. There is something I need to ask him." Chu Zhao rinsed his face with water; he wiped his face with a towel as he walked out.

"Same as me, I planned to check on you and then find Su Bai."

"Such coincidence." Chu Zhao inhaled a deep breath and exhaled out, "You're not returning to England?"

"I applied for leave." Aroma smiled as she said.

"Why?" Chu Zhao found it incomprehensible. This would affect Aroma's future.

"Something came up. I don't feel like being distracted." Aroma spun the tab of the beer can, "How about you? What's going on?"

"I listened to a broadcast and suddenly felt life became much more meaningful. I also suddenly felt that being unconscious after drinking is a luxurious thing right now." Chu Zhao reach out his hand for the beer in Aroma's hand but Aroma directly moved it away.

"You can't drink, you're driving afterwards." Aroma blinked her eyes. "Yea, broadcast? Heh heh, it can't be such a coincidence. Its name is called Dreadful Radio?"

Chu Zhao was stunned.

Aroma was also stunned.

Both of them found it unexpected.

It really was such a coincidence.

The mountain does not have to be tall, it will be famous as long as there are deities residing, the waters does not need to be deep, it is spiritual as long as long as there are dragons residing.

The problem was, it was not an easy task to find a temple that satisfied him and a genuine monk in the pearl of the orient. It was a materialistic society over there. How many people were able to quietly cultivate while preserving their foundations?

Su Bai was very prudent about giving a name to the little fella. He couldn't simply make do with one. Since he was already a father, he had better act like one.

After having no choice and dissatisfied with a few temples, Su Bai called the monk in the end.

Even though he had just snatched the monk's item, Su Bai did not feel mentally burdened nor any remorse.

"Hello, monk, do you know any martial brothers or sisters in Shanghai? Can you introduce someone? I want them to have a look at the child and get a name."

The monk remained taciturn for a while, he was thinking in his heart, 'Why didn't he directly ask when they were at Jiuzhaigou...'

"Amitabha, I know someone."

"Great! Send me the address." Su Bai ended the call.

The monk sent an address via WeChat very quickly.

Su Bai entered the address into his GPS, it wasn't very far. It seemed to be an apartment building and not a temple.

After around fifteen minutes, Su Bai reached the district. The district needed an access card to enter the gates but the guard automatically opened the gate for Su Bai when he saw Su Bai's luxury car. Su Bai passed a hundred-yuan tip graciously as he passed the guard post.

It was an auspicious day for the little fella to get a name. Su Bai wanted to accumulate more luck for the little fella.

He finally reached the building after taking a few turns. Su Bai parked his car by the parterre and carried the little fella in. Lucky did not tag along this time. It stayed at home. That cat was observing the painting since last night and was still observing it until now. Before Su Bai left the house with the little fella, Lucky followed them to the car, hopped on the steering wheel and stared at Su Bai. It was urging Su Bai earnestly to take good care of the little fella.

Su Bai could not get mad with Lucky's kind intentions. He really treated the little fella like his

like his own child. To Su Bai, he would not allow the little fella to be injured even if it cost his own life.

He entered the lift. After reaching the thirteenth floor, he took a left turn. The monk did not leave a contact number but gave a very detailed address.

Su Bai stood in front of the door and knocked.

The door opened after he knocked for seven times. The decorations inside were simple. It could not be considered clean and there was even a thin layer of dust, as if nobody had stayed in there for a long time.

A monk wearing a kasaya was sitting crossed legged in the living room with his back facing Su Bai.

"Reverend?" Su Bai shouted.

The other party did not respond.

Su Bai furrowed his brows. The monk couldn't be that shameless to trick him. He came here for the sake of the little fella and the monk was considered half a godfather for the little fella.

No matter how Su Bai saw it, the monk in front of him looked like a... dead person.

Su Bai was contemplating whether he should leave the apartment and give the monk a call to confirm if that senior monk had passed away long ago.

Just when Su Bai was about to leave, a sigh could be heard from that monk's side. The surroundings brightened up, the dust disappeared in an instant. The monk's body slowly puffed up becoming like a normal person.

The little fella covered his mouth with both hands while both his eyes went wide. He was curious with the changes in the surroundings.

"This child is not bad."

The monk stood up, turned around and faced Su Bai.

The kasaya wasn't very new but bore a dignified aura. The monk looked very old but very healthy; he gave off a very surreal feeling.

"Born from the heavens, meaningful. Why would he be with you?" The monk walked towards Su Bai.

Su Bai squinted his eyes revealing killing intent.

The monk halted his steps tactfully. He looked at the child, then looked at Su Bai and gave a smile.

"Why did you find me?"

"Looking for a master to give a name."

"Amitabha."

The monk put his palms together and gave a Buddhist chant. He then slowly closed his eyes and opened it. Both of the monk's eyes looked very abstruse. It looked like two deep abyss which could cause people to sink deep within.

After a while, the monk exhaled a long breath. He looked much more dispirited as if he had used up a lot of energy.

"Are you sure you want him to follow you?" The monk asked, "It would be much better for this child if he did not follow you."

"It doesn't matter, he must follow me." Su Bai said. He is very sure about this.

"En. You can't get the best of both worlds. What is your surname?"

"Su."

"Name that child Su Yuxuan. Yuxuan means the study room in the rain, the pavilion to hide away from the rain. Almsgiver, I hope this child will be the final shelter within your heart."

The monk pointed out, turned around and sat cross legged. His body started to wither, the bright surroundings slowly turned dim.

Su Bai nodded his head. Su Bai left after seeing the monk not continuing with the conversation. The door slowly closed from behind.

"Knowing this is the hidden meditation grounds of the senior monk, those who did not know will assume it was haunted." Su Bai chuckled. He then gently poked the little fella's chin.

"Son, from now on, you will be called Yuxuan, Su Yuxuan. What do you think?"

The little fella sucked his finger as if deep in thought and as if hesitating. In the end, he nodded his head with a bitter face. He then giggled and open his arms wide, his little legs started threading gently:

"Papa... Papa... Hug..."

Chapter end