How many things from past and present have they laughed and talked about with each other? (Part Two)

Shengjing Technology. 

The shorthand on the wall clock jumped to six. The receptionist started to pack up, ready to check out of work.

As she was tidying up the documents, there was suddenly a sound of footsteps approaching, followed by a bright voice, “Hello, may I ask the way to the president’s office?”

Shengjing Technology had been in the spotlight lately, with countless visitors every day. However, it was her first time to get someone to ask for the president’s office so directly.

The speaker sounded very young, not at all like an industry leader.

With skepticism, she raised her head and asked politely, maintaining her professionalism, “Pardon me, do you have an appointment…”

Halfway through her question, she made a sudden pause.

In front of her stood a very young person, handsome, radiant and spirited. Just the sight of him would brighten anyone’s day.

But that wasn’t the point. The main point was she recognized this person’s face!

A few days ago, their new big boss Bai Juanqiu specifically explained that this person does not need to make an appointment or report when he comes to the company, he can just be brought directly to the president’s office.

A few days ago, their new boss, Bai Juanqiu, specifically instructed that this person didn’t need to make an appointment or notice when visiting the company, if anything, just direct him straight to the president’s office.

For this reason, the receptionist had specially collected a few photos of this person to engrave his face into her memory.

Fortunately, his handsome appearance was unforgettable at first glance. 

This person was none other than Bai Juanqiu’s boyfriend, Ren Xingliu.

Ren Xingliu acted a bit bashful and said, “Sorry, I don’t have an appointment. Juanqiu said I can come whenever…”

The receptionist: “!”

“No, no.” The receptionist stood up quickly, “I was negligent. I didn’t recognize you just now. The president told me before that you don’t need to make an appointment. Please come with me.” 

“No, no.” She quickly stood up from her desk. “It’s my lack of care that I didn’t recognize you sooner. The president had previously informed us that you don’t need to make an appointment. So please, follow me.”

After a moment of silence, Ren Xingliu smiled. “Thank you.”

She led him to the president’s office and explained, “The president is in a meeting right now, so please wait here and have a seat.”

Ren Xingliu nodded. “Alright.” 

Bai Juanqiu had a very large office, with a dark color scheme, giving a sense of control and steadiness, just like the person.

This made the bright yellow object on his desk particularly eye-catching.

Ren Xingliu picked up the yellow plastic duck in passing and squeezed it, causing the duck to quack.

Ren Xingliu clicked his tongue and regarded with disdain, “I can’t believe he put this in his office.” 

The receptionist agreed with this. This duck contrasted to the office’s overall scheme, but that didn’t stop Bai Juanqiu from liking it. He even purchased a base specifically for the duck.

Even so, verbally she was professional in defense, “There’s no harm to it. It’s just an ordinary decoration.”

“It’s not ordinary.” Ren Xingliu said, “This is from me.”

The receptionist: “…” 

Oh, it turned out it was a show of affection. Alright then.

As she was about to dismiss herself, Ren Xingliu thought of something and halted her, asking, “Excuse me, do you happen to have anything that can make it into a bow?”

The receptionist: “?”

This was the first time she had ever gotten a request form a visitor, and the president’s boyfriend no less. 

Very strange, but as things would have it, she did.

She quickly brought over the materials. Feeling too embarrassed to inquire, she could only ask thoughtfully, “Do you know how to make one? Do you need me to teach you?”

Ren Xingliu was planning to search for a tutorial online, so her offer smoothed his frown. “Then I’ll have to trouble you.”

… 

When Bai Juanqiu entered the office, the first thing he saw was Ren Xingliu and the company’s receptionist sitting on the edge of the small sofa, doing…handy labor?

Bai Juanqiu cleared his throat and asked, “What are you doing?”

The receptionist quickly stood up and greeted him. Bai Juanqiu waved his hand and walked to Ren Xingliu’s side.

Bai Juanqiu understood instantly and smiled. “Thank you. I really like it.”

The receptionist on the side: “???”

It was ridiculous enough for the president’s boyfriend to make a bow with his two hands, but to give the bow to the president himself? 

She received a great shock. Fearing that she might hear something she shouldn’t, she hurriedly took the initiative to dismiss herself.

Before leaving, she overheard the conversation between the president and his boyfriend.

“Xiao Bai, where do you want to stick this bow, the head or the chest?”

“Where do you want it to be?” 

“The chest, it felt more reserved, and that matched your temperament.”

“Alright, you have the final say.”

The receptionist: “……”

She didn’t expect that their seemingly mature and powerful president could have such strange hobbies in his private life. 

One could really not judge a book by its cover!

…

In the office, Bai Juanqiu found glue and glued the small bow Ren Xingliu had just made to the little yellow duck’s chest. After gluing, I blew on it to make the glue dry faster.

In the office, Bai Juanqiu found glue and stuck the small bow made by Ren Xingliu onto the little yellow duck’s chest. After that, he also blew on it to make the glue dry quicker. 

“It’s perfect.” Ren Xingliu gave a thumbs up, approving his work.

Then he asked, “Are you able to leave yet? I made the restaurant reservation.”

They planned a dinner date tonight, so Ren Xingliu came specifically to pick him up from work.

“There’s one more thing.” Bai Juanqiu sat down in his office chair, reached out and dragged the other person down onto his lap. “You came just in time. Help me make a decision.” 

Ren Xingliu allowed himself to be held and leaned into Bai Juanqiu’s arms, asking, “What kind of decision?”

Bai Juanqiu picked up a document from the table and unfolded it. “The company is preparing for a new logo. There are several options. Choose one.”

He explained that Shengjing had been continuing some legacy of his parent’s company since its establishment.

Before, out of fear of attracting Bai Guanghai’s attention, it couldn’t be put in the open.

Now that concern was no more, he wanted to change the logo into one his parents had left behind.

Ren Xingliu got it and took the document. “Let me see…”

Before he could finish, he suddenly froze.

There was a total of four logo designs on the paper, but they were all variations of the same pattern, so there wasn’t much variance. 

The problem lies with the original pattern itself.

Ren Xingliu looked shock, and he stood up almost reflexively, turning his head and looking at Bai Juanqiu in disbelief. “Where did this pattern come from?”

Bai Juanqiu was a little surprised when she saw him acting so gloomy for the first time, but he calmly explained: “This is a thing left by my parents… Is there anything wrong with it?”

This was Bai Juanqiu’s first time to see Ren Xingliu lose his emotion to this degree. After the initial surprise, he calmly explained, “This is something left behind from my parents…is there an issue with it?” 

After a moment of silence, Ren Xingliu took out a box from his pocket and handed it to Bai Juanqiu. “Take a look.”

Bai Juanqiu was confused, but he reached out and took the box. When he opened it, he showed a look of shock as well the next second. “Why is this in your possession?”

“I should be the one asking you that.” Ren Xingliu had calmed already and exhaled slowly, saying, “This is my tiger tally.”

The same tiger tally that came back with him from the Sheng Dynasty. 

Over the past few days, as he spent more and more time in the modern era, he occasionally became doubtful of his memories from the Sheng Dynasty.

It was getting harder and harder to distinguish whether it was a real experience or a chaotic dream.

It was this tiger tally’s existence that proved his decade of experiences in the chaotic world wasn’t illusory.

However, there was no way to explain. 

Even when facing the most intimate person to him, Ren Xingliu didn’t know where to begin.

Because how absurd the whole thing was.

Even so, he still wanted to tell Bai Juanqiu everything. This was someone who wanted to spend his whole life with, so he should share everything about himself.

That was why Ren Xingliu brought the tiger tally with him today. He was ready to tell Bai Juanqiu his biggest secret. 

But he never expected to see the other half of the tiger tally with Bai Juanqiu.

The original design of the Shengjing’s new logo was the other half of the tiger tally, one that should have been with the Emperor of the Sheng Dynasty.

Now, that other half of the tiger tally was in Bai Juanqiu’s hands.

For a split second, Ren Xingliu almost wondered if Bai Juanqiu had also transmigrated.

That was impossible, of course.

“This tiger tally was passed down from my ancestors.” Bai Juanqiu explained.

Unfortunately, it carried a very long history, and no information had survived. It wasn’t clear which generation started to pass this down, and what story it held.

The only thing Bai Juanqiu knew was that his ancestors attached great importance to this tiger tally and urged each of the next generation to take good care of it. 

An anecdote actually happened in the middle.

When Bai Juanqiu’s father and brother Bai Guanghai separated, Bai Guanghai secretly took the tiger charm to someone for appraisal, but it was found to be a fake.

When Bai Juanqiu’s father and Bai Guanghai separated the family, Bai Guanghai took this tiger tally for an appraisal in secret, and it was revealed that it was a fake.

Because in China’s history, there was no dynasty that went by ‘Sheng’, nor had there ever been such a tiger tally in any of the recorded dynasties. 

It was also why Bai Guanghai didn’t ask for this tiger tally, and how the other half of the tiger tally ended up in the hands of Bai Juanqiu’s father.

Bai Juanqiu’s father took his ancestors’ advice seriously and kept the tiger tally well. Later on, he even used the tiger tally as his company’s logo.

After his parents’ accident, Bai Juanqiu lost everything except for the tiger tally; it remained in his possession.

Bai Juanqiu didn’t know much about history and antiques, but the basic knowledge was there. 

To the outsiders, this tiger tally was a worthless counterfeit, but to his family, this tiger tally was a treasure passed down from generation to generation.

Because there was no corresponding historical dynasty.

“Before, I was wondering if my ancestors had dreamed of being an emperor, and made this thing in private to satisfy a craving.” Bai Juanqiu said with a smile.

There didn’t seem to be any other logical explanation. 

Until today, to actually see the other half of the tiger tally.

As well as the story about the other half of the tiger tally, which was even more astonishing, absurd even.

Yet, Bai Juanqiu believed it.

Because those two halves of the tiger tallies could fit perfectly into one. 

Even more so, it was a story told by his beloved.

The various contradictions related to Ren Xingliu before now have an explanation.

Ren Xingliu had a strange feeling.

He had always thought that he was the only transmigrator, thinking that his memory could never be verified by anyone else. 

He never thought that one day he would see the other half of the evidence in this time and space.

As Bai Juanqiu had said, this tiger tally didn’t belong to any dynasty in this time and space. Anyone who got their hands on this tiger tally would think of it as a worthless counterfeit.

But Bai Juanqiu’s ancestors cherished it and passed it down from generation to generation. Most likely, his ancestors were also people who traveled through time during the Sheng Dynasty, so this tiger talisman was of great significance to him.

But to Bai Juanqiu’s ancestors, it was a precious treasure, enough to pass it down from generation to generation. Most likely, one of his ancestors was also someone who transmigrated back from the Sheng Dynasty, so this tiger tally meant very much to him. 

Now, the two tiger tallies have returned to one, as if two parts of Ren Xingliu’s lives have been merged together.

His memory had finally come full circle.

Ren Xingliu looked at Bai Juanqiu and guessed, “I think you might be a descendant of my buddy, the Emperor.”

The one who could obtain this tiger tally was either the Emperor himself or was linked with the imperial family in countless ways.

Nonetheless, the ultimate truth remained a mystery.

“It was really thanks to my ancestors that I got to meet you.” Bai Juanqiu said seriously.

Nothing could be any more marriage predestined by fate than this.

Ren Xingliu raised an eyebrow and said, “I can be considered to be your senior then.” 

“Oh.” He suddenly had a strange thought out of the blue, “Based on the web novel title nowadays, it means I have—After I transmigrated back, I bedded my buddy’s great great grandson.”

Bai Juanqiu: “…”

This young master was really something, feeling restless if he didn’t get to choke someone up.

Bai Juanqiu wrapped his arms around the youth’s waist, pushed Ren Xingliu onto the desk and lowered his eyes. “Since you said it, you have to go through it. Bed me right now.” mxzN2B

Ren Xingliu wrapped his arms around Bai Juanqiu’s neck and said with eyes overflowing with joy, “Of course.”

As the sun set in the west, the sunlight poured into the room, illuminating two intertwined figures.

The many things from past and present would become the joys in their conversation.

The author has something to say: 

End of main story

Hehe, that’s all for the main story.

At the beginning, my plan was to give an emotion-focused short story a try, but in the middle, I got restless and added more plots. However, during the practical process, I felt that the plot and emotions didn’t harmonize well ( _(:з」∠)_ it’s really my incompetent. I’ll work harder next time). I chop it off in the end.

Although the entire story has a relatively short length of two hundred thousand characters, I tossed out about seventy thousand characters, which really brings tears to my eyes. SplBuv

In short, I’m very grateful to all the friends who have been keeping up with this story until the very end. I think that in the next story, I’ll definitely be more insightful. Although the plot might go astray, I’ll definitely be able to write sweeter emotional scenes! (For sure!)

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Then there’s the matter of the extras. I would like to write them faster, but circumstances don’t really allow it.

Don’t know if it’s from overworking, but I’m not feeling so well. My chest and ears have been hurting, so I guess some rest is in order, then I’ll start writing. The specific situation is also uncertain, so come check by at the end of the month.

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New story, Industrial Cultivation [Livestream], please show some support!

Draft:

Zhu Changyang, a small streamer, transmigrated into the World of Cultivation after a small accident. 

Bad news: He was without money, without a sect, and without cultivation. He was poverty-stricken and frustrated.

Good news: The livestream system was still online.

To stay alive, he must return to his old roots and livestream the World of Cultivation’s local conditions and customs.

Bad news: This place was rich with popular professions in Jinjiang, such as the sadistic demon lord, pure hearted immortal master, romantic and affectionate Huhuan Sect… There were big shots everywhere, each savage in their own manner. 

Good news: Neizens ate it up.

At first, netizens sneered at his journey to the World of Cultivation. It was a place where power did the talking, and with Zhu Changyang’s basic foundation, just who can he beat? Just taking a trip was strenuous enough.

Neizens: What is interesting to watch then?

Then, Zhu Changyang pulled out a bicycle. 

Neizens: ??

Followed by an electric rice cooker.

The World of Cultivation: ???

After a while, netizens: Boss, I yield. You should start livestreaming quickly. I want to see what else you can create. 

Other people from the World of Cultivation: From Building Foundation to Ascension.

How Zhu Changyang cultivation: From small household appliances to heavy industry.

Zhu Changyang: Our goal is to enable ordinary people in the World of Cultivation to live a super convenient life.