Happy 25th Birthday, Wang Yibo!
To celebrate Yibo’s special day, I’ve subbed the 180805 TTXS episode, an episode that was dedicated to Yibo and showcased his many talents as a dancer, motorcyclist, and singer. This is a full episode of celebrating how wonderful Yibo is. 💚
Guests include Zhou Yixuan, Li Wenhan, Cheng Xiao, Yin Zheng, Hu Xia, Ai Lun, and Wesley Wong.
Download the episode HERE. Password is Yibo’s favourite condiment, followed by an exclamation mark, all lowercase (_ _ _ _ _ _ _!). Note that the audio may not work if you're streaming, but it should work when you download it.
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TW// topics of suicide; grief. a work of fiction
Crisp and cold air awakens her the moment she stepped in Zurich. For once it felt cold, unlike other days where it never bothered her. She was traveling alone, much different than what she had been used to with help from her assistants. Her carry-on follows suit as she takes a train ride to Zermatt. It was convenient that she was knowledgeable in traveling, but she was never a big fan of traveling on her own. She liked to be with someone to make memories with.
The train ride was beautiful, to say the least. Fields of nature greeted her every minute along with vast plateaus of the Swiss Alps. There were plenty of animals who made an appearance, like the furry cows she thought she could only see in photographs. The same mountain was seen where she was staying and it's imperfect outline and snowy cap made it felt as though she was looking at a travel zine. The surrounding was traditional and modern all at once with buildings that favored much more to the Western taste. Minseo had always appreciated the thought of being able to afford the luxury of staying anywhere without worrying about the cost.
Adjusting to it's time changes, she takes out a small journal, it was already filled with a pen tucked where she stopped before.
Seoul
“Do you care to tell me as to why you’re suddenly changing your will?” The older woman asks, her professional attire was much more intimidating than Minseo’s. “The last time I had to do this with you was when your father died.”
“Just updating things. Consider it as something necessary because of my bounty.” Her fingers make quotation marks in the air, trying to ease the tension between them. She gulps from no response. “I check over it quarterly, this is a first I changed it—“
“Changing it to strangers.” She finishes, looking at her with stern eyes. “The only person I know from here is Woori, Wenhan, and Xian. The rest are strangers.."
She moves her things aside to make space for the said briefcase, the metal casing was promptly opened with too many manila folders and file cases taken out one by one in orderly conduct. From left to right, in order of importance. The first was personal assets she wished to organize. Next was a specific folder just for her business, and the last was a brochure about her situation with something she never thought to even try.
“So we’ve agreed that most of your personal assets, liquid and otherwise mentioned— including several houses in other cities— would go to Mr. Wenhan Li, is that correct?”
“Yes. Do confirm the Jeju Vacation house too.”
“I’d like to assert that there is a Siho, Jun, Chaz, Yohan and Sangmi here that are still in the 30% of financial affidavit however much you’ve left. A few specific connotation includes two vehicles be sent to Mr. Bohyun Ahn and Ms. Elena Hazuki.” She looks on the woman’s hand trailing words on the paper and nods on agreement. “Land was also invested for the use of Mr. And Mrs. Matteo Collin as well as Mr. Xian Liu, who will be obtaining your penthouse.“ the woman looks to her for confirmation and she lets her continue. “And you didn’t finalize Mr. Osias’ registry for the yatch. You’ve also indicated formal access of your apartments for Woori and her husband Xian.”
“Yes, finalize it.”
Her lawyer confirms with notes while she tried her best to keep focus but the brochure staring right in her face. The next file was introduced.
“Your position in Choi Resorts and Management will automatically be given to the next in hierarchy whomever the next vice president. Is this correct?”
Yes.
“Hyeseo Choi will be receiving a sum allowance of 5% once she is released.”
Yes.
Everything was being taken care of and it appeared nothing was being in question. She clears her throat.
“I didn’t receive a ‘provisional green light,” she picks up the brochure, from DIGNITAS. “They called me after a year. The medical records made it through the screening. But… It's rejected.” She chuckles, opening it with information inside. “Weariness of life won’t exactly fly with passing colors through the Swiss doctors— or so I’ve heard. They offered counseling though-”
“Perhaps that was a sign,” the woman appeared to have known Minseo for a good amount of time. “I wasn’t worried. You wouldn’t do it here, you won’t do it any other country. In any other case, it’s good you took some responsibility.”
“Do you find it ironic?” “You wouldn’t do it.” And if I did? Her voice barely has enough to emote her tone. It sounded as if she had given up completely, yet there was still some signs she wanted to continue even if it was the way it was. “I have the option to go through suicide and yet I’m target by some, if not many, by the underground’s most dangerous people. All for what? Power? Sounds unrealistic if you ask, we’re living in a completely different reality from the rest of the world. The other side won’t exactly answer all my problems, right? It’ll be a waste of ticket.”
“Your father have always told me a Choi never backs down. It shows in you.” The woman stays in her own standing, packing everything in her briefcase as a sign that she wishes to not continue their talk. A small amount of professionalism left her for a moment and she realized that. “I hope to see you again, Miss Choi.”
She purses her lips, nods promptly at the thought. “Thank you.”
Zermatt
Her grip strengthens with the pen, throwing it across the room. A sharp breath was drawn out of her, and she quickly closes the journal. Soft cries mewl between her lips as it begins to cave in again. Tucked in the sheets with her palms over her ears, she cries herself to sleep and wished everything had just disappeared, including herself.
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Time had skipped over to noon as the rays catch heat by her arm. Her eyes swollen from the night before and could barely open them as she looks in the mirror. Minseo hadn't been taking care of herself, her cheeks began sinking along with the sockets of her eyes with it’s dark shadow— and it appeared as though she is much older than her age now. Her skin was translucent with veins peaking from places she’s never even thought of and her body even more sickly than her already thin frame. She holds herself over the sink to rethink everything because she wants to be better. She did. It took everything in her not to abide by the stress of not being able to walk out and face the world like everyone else.
It’s town was lively. It made her feel out of place. People offered food and handcrafted items. Even though it was still the feeling of winter, spring was creeping up just around the corner with the sun warming them up just enough. The smell was like fresh laundry, almost like someone continually cleaned their sheets.
She pulls herself together in order to have a good time. Her first plan was to visit what Jinwoo used to call "Toblerone Mountain". Like from the chocolate bar they always ate. Another train ride takes her closer to the Alps and it was breathtaking (literally). It took awhile for her to adjust to brightness of the snow as everything was white. As planned, she took a picture of everything to show her friends.
"Do you want a picture?" Another tourist offers, also equipped with the chocolate bar she held. "I can help!"
"Yes, please," she smiles for the first time in that trip. "Thank you."
Then, it was back to the village where she helped herself to a feast. Not worrying a single reprimanding of gaining weight and the pressure of looking proper in front of others. She wore whatever she wanted and had no care who checked on her. Minseo enjoyed every bit of what she could before she was reminded of what she truly came there for. Though the facility had rejected her initial wish, a message was given that they wish to see her, nonetheless. She looks at her phone with no regard for the email. Minseo could only reply briefly of it.
To: DIGNITAS
RE: Visitation
I've decided to contract my request to meet you all in the facility and will take in consideration about my medical needs in my home country. I've decided to come face to face with my loss and being a visitor here in Switzerland had made me accept. At this time, I'd like to send my regards to the counsel …
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Li Wenhan's Future Questioned After Rare Public Interview
Culture China | 15:21, 25-Jan-2023
The Li Corporation's Lunar New Year Gala has intertwined itself within Bejing’s annual festivities for over a decade now. Wu Ling Yu, mother of Li Wenhan and CEO of her own arts company, is inseparable from the charity’s continued success. Her children have been involved in the week-long event since they were old enough to walk across the stage of its grande venue. Yet, Wenhan’s future in the Li family’s growth has garnered scrutiny after the release of an interview clip went viral minutes into its live broadcast on January 24th.
Performance of Wenhan recorded in 2019 (left) Main stage of theater still under construction (right)
The interview focused on Wenhan’s hopeful opening of a performance art theater early spring that will be based in Seoul, South Korea. This announcement was followed by shockwaves across social media after Wenhan admitted he will not pursue inheritance of Li Corporation and instead focus on business pursuits independent of his family in 2023.
Li Corporation has not issued a public response. This interview and relevant clips have since been removed from its original source.
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