Being outstanding at work would always invite others' envy and jealousy, especially when people competed for a position that meant greater authority and wealth. And Austin, much as he was remarkable and hardworking, was still not experienced enough to sense that something ominous was about to happen. At a competition against the other Deputy Director for the position of Executive Director, he was framed and brought significant losses to the company.
As a consequence, he not only failed in the competition, but he had been terminated from the company as well.
His bad luck did not stop there. Shortly after, his girlfriend dumped him. Unable to resist the temptation of money, she started to neglect Austin and became acquainted with some wealthy people.
At length, when a rich man offered to move her to the US and promised to get her a green card, she broke up with Austin and became that man's mistress.
Failing in both his career and love, Austin changed overnight. He completely lost his passion for life and sought comfort in alcohol every day. Sometimes, when he was sober, the pain would be so immense that he would crouch in the corner of his room and sob all night.
Something terrible would inevitably happen to him if this wretched state continued. One night, completely inebriated, he left a bar and crossed the road on shaky legs.
A car hit him. All he could remember before he lost consciousness was a shrill sound as the driver hit the brakes and the feeling of his body soaring through the air after the car crashed into him.
He had no idea how much time had elapsed before he woke up. In a daze, Austin heard someone calling him Tin. When he opened his eyes, Austin found himself lying in a bed in a shabby cottage.
All the things in front of Austin seemed like a dream to him. Studying the vulgar man from his head to feet, Austin asked in wonder," Did you just speak to me?" He had a vague feeling that the man looked familiar, though he could not recall where he had met him.
Evan rejoiced when he saw that Austin had woken and was energetic enough to ask him questions. He nodded his head gaily and cried, "Who else would it be? You finally woke up, Tin. I thought you were going to die..." Thinking of death, tears began to trickle down Evan's face again.
rubbed his aching head and asked awkwardly," Who are you? I don't seem to know you.
back!" Austin felt a stream of electrical pricks flowing through his body. His eyes fell on the arm that he tried to stretch and relax after three days of being
hand. Startled, he lowered his eyes to study the rest of his body. The clothes he was dressed in were not the clothes he had
held out his hands to feel his face and found that it was more angular and
or sixteen years old. But Austin was almost thirty years old. 'How the
sturdy young man continued," I... I am your friend, Evan. Don't you remember me, Tin? They seem to have hit your
arm and brushed his ruffled, askew hair with his fingers. He wondered
least Tin had never forgotten me. But now, he doesn't
much harm did you
intolerable pain coursed through Austin's head again. He could not help but hold his head tightly in his hands and scream. The pain was so severe that Austin felt as though
Austin had a distinct, clear view of what was happening in his mind.
could see that eighteen shiny, glowing balls were battling against each other in his head.
with each other. The fight between
felt that the ten larger balls represented his
to be despicable intruders,
bigger balls won, then
then his spirit would be lost, and