What do you bring to the other world?
Sun Jing savored the feeling of liberation, reveling in the rare opportunity to do as he pleased. His decision to adopt a low-key approach had proven advantageous, enabling him to cultivate cordial relations with others, who refrained from confronting him in a belligerent manner, as had been the case during his school years. In those days, Sun Jing was often accused of arrogance without just cause. Although his detractors were clearly envious of his abilities, Sun Jing remained indifferent. Still, having triumphed in his latest encounter, he pondered whether to maintain his current guise of nonchalance. He cupped the glasses in his palm, suspecting someone was behind him. " Congratulations! Master Sun, you have passed the test and I think you should put your glasses on. We are back now," informed the lady, prompting Sun Jing to slip the glasses on and realize they had arrived back at the bus stop.
"Master Sun, your test performance was exemplary. Allow me to share some pertinent information with you," the lady announced in a mellifluous tone. "The 200 bronze coins you have received can be utilized at our shop, while a specific sum has been credited to your family's account." Sun Jing's curiosity piqued at the mention of his family's account, prompting him to look up at the lady. She returned his gaze with a beaming smile and added, "If I recall correctly, 200 bronze coins translate to roughly 2000RMB." Although Sun Jing wanted to ask more questions, the lady shushed him by placing a finger on his lips. "Master Sun, that's all I can disclose at the moment. You performed adequately in this test, but to survive in the other world, you must become stronger," she stated, removing her finger from his lips. Sun Jing, regarding her coldly, asked, "Is that your real voice, or are you intentionally using it?" The lady chuckled before replying, "I promised someone I would fulfill my job requirements with utmost sincerity, that's all." "We shall meet again tomorrow at the entrance of Tsinghua Garden at 7 pm. If you decide to reject our offer, simply return the fragment," With that, the lady vanished, leaving Sun Jing to ponder her words while clutching the small cross fragment, now reduced to the size of a keychain, in his palm.
As Sun Jing entered his home, a delectable aroma of chicken soup greeted him. "Welcome home, dear. You must be tired," his father, Sun Ping, said while preparing dinner. "I made some chicken soup for you. Go take a shower and freshen up." Sun Jing replied with a playful tone, "Yes, sir," before heading to the bathroom. Home was a place where he could unwind and be himself. He cared only for his parents and their well-being, as they had toiled hard for his education and other expenses. He was determined to provide them with a comfortable life in return.
Sun Ping mentioned that he had received word from Sun Jing's boss that he would be going abroad for work. Sun Jing was surprised as he is the boss of his company. "Yes, dad, but I can decline the offer if it causes you any worry," Sun Jing said. Sun Ping shook his head and replied, "I am fine. Don't worry about me. Seize this opportunity and make the best of it." They spent the evening chatting about various things, until Sun Ping grew tired and retired to bed. Sun Jing lay on his bed, pondering about the upcoming trip.
The following morning, Sun Jing's peaceful slumber was interrupted by a ringing phone. It was Hua Duo, and he had news to share. "Xiao Jing, we've heard about the offer. Everyone's excited for you!" Sun Jing slipped on his glasses and headed out to their favorite breakfast spot. His coworkers eagerly assisted him with purchasing the necessary items for his upcoming journey. Later that evening, Sun Jing arrived at Tsinghua Garden and was met by the lady, who was waiting for him. "Greetings, Master Sun. What have you decided?" she inquired, her voice as sweet and cheery as ever, and a bright smile graced her face.