Lan Hui regained consciousness once more, and a series of mechanical female announcements rang in her ears.
“Vehicle is starting, please hold the handrail.
“When the carriage is crowded, passengers, please take care of your personal belongings.
“Please offer your seat to passengers in need of assistance, thank you.
The bus was packed with people, and the conductor was going around collecting fares with a roll of tickets in hand.
A hard-to-describe smell filled the air.
It was like the stench of sweat, mixed with the odor of feet………………
Lan Hui sat by the window in the row behind the conductor, just about to stand up and offer her seat to an elderly person who had just boarded.
Suddenly, a flood of overwhelming information surged into her mind, her head spun, and she sat heavily back down.
The man sitting next to her quickly stood up to give his seat to the old man.
The elder sat down with a grateful smile, and only then did Lan Hui let go of her intention to offer her seat.
This body was named Yue Fu, from H City, twenty years old this year, the only daughter in her family, doted on and spoiled by her parents.
She had been rebellious in high school, dropping out as soon as she turned eighteen and heading to S City to work, despite her parents’ tearful pleas.
After two years of struggling in society, she had worked in a factory screwing bolts, served as a waitress in a restaurant, and this year finally found a job as a Breastfeeding Consultant that didn’t require a diploma.
Compared to her previous jobs, it was considered a skilled trade.
Realizing the importance of education, she had enrolled in Adult University’s Accounting program half a year ago, attending classes every evening after work, with classes ending at nine o’clock at night.
She was now on her way to class.
Lan Hui looked out the window at the endless stream of traffic. It was rush hour, and the cars on the road looked like a winding red dragon.
It was already the height of winter, the trees on both sides bare, and she could clearly see the old shops in the distance.
This was not the world she had lived in before!
This world lagged more than ten years behind her original one.
Lan Hui let out an almost inaudible sigh. It seemed that what the so-called system said was true—she had already died.
She had originally been a student who had just started university, tasting freedom for the first time, too excited and elated, partying and hanging out with classmates for several nights, staying up until the early morning, recklessly squandering her youth, never imagining that sudden death would happen to her.
The reason she had transmigrated into this girl, Yue Fu, was because she had chosen it herself.
The system said that after people die, most have only one destination: their soul returns to the Underworld and re-enters the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
But there were exceptions. For example, those with Great Fortune or Great Karma would be chosen by the system to complete tasks in various parallel worlds.
They would keep transmigrating, and once their merit was complete, they could transcend reincarnation.
It was said that the most powerful had already become a Deity or Immortal.
Naturally, Lan Hui chose to do tasks and seek the path to transcendence.
As for the original owner, the system said that the people it selected were all those with tragic fates or destined for short lives.
After communicating with them, they were willing to cooperate with the tasks, and the system would grant them benefits, allowing them to be reborn into a good family in their next life.
Thus, Lan Hui smoothly took over this body and became the real Yue Fu.
The system said her main task was to help those who had severed love and feelings to untie their knots.
Every small world had many such people. After death, because their Love Tribulation and resentment were too great, they couldn’t reincarnate properly.
Even if they did, the resentment would cause them to either die in the womb or pass away soon after birth.
Resentment was a truly insidious thing.
If a living person harbored resentment, the Sickness Demon would haunt them, and many terminal illnesses were caused by anger.
If a soul carried resentment, it was even more terrifying—they could never reincarnate normally, and would be tormented and tortured forever, with no hope of release.
The Judge managed the Book of Life and Death, and knowing that these people had been good in life, would feel compassion and report them, which was how these tasks came to be.
At this moment, the conductor shouted at the top of her lungs:
“Xining Station, next stop! Passengers who need to get off, please get ready.”
Lan Hui was pulled from her thoughts, picked up her backpack and stood up:
“Excuse me, please let me through, I’m getting off at this stop, thank you.” According to the system information, her task target this time was at the school.
The old man nodded, quickly pulling his legs together and leaning to the side, leaving just enough of a gap for her to pass.
Lan Hui carefully made her way past the old man and walked toward the bus door.
***
After getting off, Lan Hui entered a shop next to the school to buy some bread for dinner.
Previously, the original owner would come here every day to grab something to eat, since there was no meal provided after work and class time was tight—she didn’t even have time to order takeout.
Classes started at six thirty in the evening, and Lan Hui entered the classroom at six twenty-three. By then, quite a few people had already arrived.
The front and middle rows were mostly full, so she found a seat toward the back.
The classroom for each session was different, and the Class Counselor would notify everyone of the time and place via message.
Her classmates in the classroom were of varying ages—some had just turned twenty, some were in their thirties, and some had even brought their children to class.
Lan Hui had attended university for a few days before, but her classmates had all been around the same age. She had never seen such a scene.
Especially the mother with two children—while taking care of her kids eating bread, she anxiously pulled out her books to prepare, busy and flustered.
From the original owner’s memories, S City was a fiercely competitive place. Whether it was for studying or gaining residency, the most basic requirement was the Point System.
For migrant workers who wanted their children to attend Public School in S City, aside from owning property, they needed points.
Houses were too expensive for ordinary people to afford, so they could only save up points.
After all, Private School in S City was too costly—almost more than five times the tuition of public schools.
The average person only made a little over three thousand yuan a month, and a child’s tuition alone could be over two thousand—simply unaffordable.
Thus, attending Adult University was a golden path for accumulating points.
Graduating with an Associate’s Degree from Adult University would grant fifty points.
Graduating with a Bachelor’s Degree from Adult University would grant sixty points.
That was why there were so many classmates of different ages in the classroom. Most of them wanted their children to attend Public School in S City.
Some just wanted a diploma to polish their resumes and make it easier to find a job in the future. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be coming to school at night, grinding away their time.
The original owner had come to study for a diploma as well, hoping to find a better job in the future.
The bell rang for class, and soon after, the teacher entered with a stack of books. The once noisy classroom fell silent in an instant.
The teacher was a man in his early forties, wearing black-framed glasses, looking gentle and refined.
From the original owner’s memory, this teacher’s surname was Zheng—Teacher Zheng, their Accounting instructor.
Just then, there was a faint sound of footsteps at the back door, mixed with hurried, labored breathing.
Lan Hui turned to look and saw a sloppily dressed young man stride in. The students in the last three rows all frowned at the sight of him.
The man looked about twenty-six or twenty-seven, very young and very tall, at least one meter eighty-five.
He must have rushed over; his face was flushed, and beads of sweat dotted his nose and forehead.
His blue cotton jacket was filthy, his face wasn’t clean either, and he looked extremely disheveled.
But his clear eyes were like a cold pool—just one glance, and you felt frozen to the core.
This man was so cold, his entire being radiated an unapproachable aura.
Lan Hui recognized him at once. He was the task target the system had mentioned—Peng Kai.
According to the system, Peng Kai was a very loyal and devoted person. He was an orphan, raised in an orphanage, where he met Gu Shinan, also an orphan.
The two grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and when they came of age, promised themselves to each other.
Peng Kai dropped out after high school and worked to support Gu Shinan through university and then her master’s…
As the saying goes, “the first sword after your beloved reaches the shore, is to cut off your own true love.”
After Gu Shinan graduated, she realized the gap between them was too great and soon broke up with him. No matter how humbly Peng Kai begged, she never looked back.
Peng Kai was left heartbroken and fell into despair, developing inner demons. Later, he was found by his relatives and became a wealthy young master.
Many girls appeared around him, but he was never moved and remained unmarried for life.
However, after becoming rich, he did a lot of good deeds—helping many poor students and establishing hundreds of orphanages—becoming a famous philanthropist in the country.
Her task was to help him untie the knot in his heart, let him believe in love again, show him that the world was worth it, and change the course of his life.
Peng Kai arrived late, his eyes scanning the last three rows for a seat.
But the students in the last three rows all looked reluctant—not just because they disliked Peng Kai’s sloppiness, but more so because he was so cold and gloomy that everyone preferred to keep their distance.
With the information from the system, Lan Hui knew Peng Kai wasn’t actually sloppy. He had been broken up with by Gu Shinan for over a year, and now ran an auto repair shop.
He often had to crawl under cars to fix them, so it was normal for his clothes and face to get dirty or greasy. He was probably busy with work today and rushed over, which explained his disheveled state.
Lan Hui lowered her voice and waved to Peng Kai:
“Hey, classmate, come sit here, there’s a spot next to me.” She gave him a friendly smile, doing her best to show goodwill.
Lan Hui was deliberately striking up a conversation—Peng Kai was her task target, and to complete her mission, she had to get close to him and become friends first.
Peng Kai hadn’t expected a girl to actively extend an olive branch. Her smile was so warm, a stark contrast to the classmates in the last rows who looked at him with disdain.
He didn’t stand on ceremony, gathered his jacket, and sat down next to her:
“Thank you.”
Lan Hui smiled back, her tone light:
“No problem.”
Peng Kai said nothing more, opened his book, and focused on the lecture.
Lan Hui felt that although she sat so close to him, it was as if they were separated by mountains and rivers.
Perhaps after the breakup, Peng Kai was too heartbroken, and now his whole being was shrouded in gloom, wary and guarded against others, making it hard to get close to him.
But Lan Hui wasn’t one to give up easily. She secretly wrote a note and passed it over.
It basically asked his name and if they could get to know each other and be friends.
If it were any other young man, he’d be overjoyed at a pretty girl striking up a conversation.
But Peng Kai was an exception—he was focused on his studies and completely ignored her, treating her as if she didn’t exist.
The bell rang for the end of class, and Peng Kai closed his book and quickly left the classroom.
Lan Hui packed up her books and stationery and slowly walked downstairs.
Not a good start—she felt a little discouraged.
Just as she reached the school gate, two male students blocked her way.
Their voices were oily and flirtatious:
“Hey beauty, how about we get to know each other and exchange contact info?”
Lan Hui frowned. The two looked about twenty-five or twenty-six, average-looking, but somewhat familiar—they were probably classmates.
Their eyes leered at her, making her very uncomfortable.
Lan Hui rejected them without a second thought:
“Sorry, classmate, don’t we have a class group? If you have any study questions, you can discuss them there.”
“I’m sure there are plenty of helpful classmates to answer you, so there’s no need to add each other privately.”
“Come on, beauty, I just want to make friends, nothing else, don’t be scared.”
Lan Hui: “Really sorry, the last bus is about to leave, I’m in a hurry, please let me through.”
The guy refused to back down, blocking her way with his hand:
“Beauty, add me and I’ll let you go. No, I’ll even drive you home if you want.”