One Life, One Incarnation, Beautiful Bones

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Final Chapter - This Floating Life is but a Dream. How Often Can Life's Pleasures be Enjoyed?

The rain came down in a continuous drizzle, causing Xi'an to seem like misty Jiangnan.

This was Shaanxi province, the vast land of the Three Qins, yet the ancient Chang'an city could not even be seen.

In a Mi Family Paomo restaurant, a very small eatery, it was crowded shoulder to shoulder with people. Its setting was very noisy, but business was exceptionally good.

A man sat in the corner. There was a strong scholarly sense emitted from his face, but his appearance and facial features were very ordinary. One could not say he was ugly, but rather, it was an appearance that one would look at, then immediately forget. He was wearing one of those white coats that were used specifically in a laboratory setting, but the buttons were not done up such that the coat was wide open, exposing the light, checkered button-up shirt and trousers that were underneath.

Very neat and clean in appearance. There was nothing whatsoever that was inappropriate or wrong, just that he did not fit in at all with the current surroundings.

From time to time, someone would maneuver past him, and there would even be people holding bowls in their hands, waiting for a seat to open up.

The business in this place had always been very good, absurdly good, in fact.

When the owner brought over the paomo, the man took it from him, picked up a pair of disposable chopsticks, pulled them apart, and rubbed one chopstick against the other to remove any wood slivers that might be protruding. He lowered his head and quietly began eating his lunch.

He had very good eating habits. From the moment he picked up his chopsticks, he had not spoken.

Of course, he was the lone person sitting at this table. The seats beside him were empty, and there was no one to converse casually with him.

Nearby, there were several young people discussing the economy of the Yangtze River Delta region. Following this extremely long period of economic downturn, a significant group of overseas Chinese people had suddenly injected funds into the region, and from the looks of it, it would be a longterm investment.

The subject of conversation of this group of young people gradually shifted over to discuss the backgrounds of those corporations as well as those enticing future job opportunities.

He listened casually. These were things Mei Xing was most adept in, and by entrusting him to handle those operations, he himself did not need to extend any effort at all.

"Teacher Zhousheng."

Someone jogged in from the restaurant entrance, closed his umbrella, and headed over towards where he was. It was He Shan. "I'll be responsible for charging your phone everyday, how about that? My only request is that you keep it on twenty-four hours a day for me." It appeared as if he had been running hurriedly the whole way as the bottoms of his jeans were drenched. "I ran around to several different places. If I hadn't seen the research institute's vehicle, I don't even know how long I would have had to continue looking."

He Shan had not finished speaking when the mobile phone inside Zhousheng Chen's pocket started ringing.

He Shan hastily cut himself off. He knew this was Zhousheng Chen's own personal mobile phone, and the only time it would ring was if there was something to do with Shiniang[1] [teacher-mother].

Zhousheng Chen was listening to what was being said on the other end of the phone when all of a sudden, he rose to his feet.

With large strides, he walked out the door, completely overlooking He Shan, who was still standing beside his table.