(SF. 14/01/2018. )

BY MOONLIGHT-

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A cold wind blew past, bringing with it the coldness and loneliness that was frightening…

This train line is about to be changed... Dismantled over time As time passes, there will inevitably come a time when it cannot be easily used. This train line is about to be changed... The last days of the old trains were interesting… Chris thinks so.

Many humans care about their final moments.

He, too, is interested in a person's final moments.

Even if they have lived together for hundreds of years But when people tend to pay attention

....is its last moment...

Humans are like this. Why don't you take advantage of this precious long time? But he paid attention to its final moments…

'Chris' has seen this happen over and over again. From various history and what is about to happen right in front of us… This historic moment is about to happen. The hourglass and the thin notebook in his thick hand told him so.

A light-colored outfit, hair styled simply. The facial structure looks good and stands out from others. Even if the eyes were hidden by thick glasses, they could not conceal them. A tall, good-looking figure with more charm than any other man...

Everyone is rushing… Looks chaotic

The handsome man in the black robe thought so. It had been many years since he stepped out of the big mansion. The striking red umbrella he was holding was a sight for those passing by on a fine day like this. Zhang Yixing stood and watched as the people walked up, and he was the last one…

Avoid chaos... Choose the simplest path...

He walked into the passenger compartment, ticket in hand. Sit down in your seat. Surprisingly, there was no one in this booth…

What a stroke of luck…

No, it must be because of the power of money...

Choose to pay more than anyone else to be alone.

Because from now on it will be a hardship for many people.

Why are there people in this closet? Chris kept his worries inside.

“You are my seat...”

The cold voice made the little man look away from the teacup and turn to smile at him smoothly.

“I sit in my seat, who are you?”

Strangely fascinating When the guard moves in different poses Looks absolutely beautiful like he's never seen before...

Like a strange flower that he never knew…

The person in front of him was calm enough to hand him the ticket and continue sipping tea…

Train ticket 7/10/1935

This last train was really special…

Chris laughed internally...

A tall figure sat down opposite. Consider the appearance of the calm person sitting opposite him. A slight smile when looking outside Time passed slowly and it was only several hours before the train ended. It might be too bad in a carriage with only two people, bright lights, and silence.

"Shouldn't we try talking about something?"

Chris spoke up. The little man looked interested in what Chris said.

“Take it…”

A smile according to good manners that made him feel awestruck... It's really not right to please this person.

In the past, Chris has met many types of people…

And this form he had never seen before...

“Take turns asking, take turns answering. One station, one question.”

Chris set up an interesting story. And the little guy seemed to be interested like him. Three stations he had to pass through. Three questions from the little person in front of me. And three answers from little people as well.

“Should we get to know each other first?”

“I am Kris… Wu Yifan.”

“Not a foreigner?”

The little man looked at him curiously. Surprisingly, he is not a foreigner. The unusual color of his hair made him stand out. It's not strange that a small person would think like that. But the Chinese names Chris said were baffling but interesting….

Zhang Yixing was curious about this person's story.

“You don't look like someone from here.”

"Of course I don't belong here."

“Not from around here?”

"nothing…"

“...It's really difficult to understand.”

The little man grumbled.

"And you…"

Chris wanted to ask many questions about the person in front of him… He kept it in his heart and chose to ask one question at a time. There's still a lot of time left. If we sit and talk all together right now, we'll probably get bored soon. Keep it and wait for the right time and then ask, it's more interesting.

“I am Zhang Yixing.”

“What should I call you?”

"up to you"

“And where are you?”

“The place that just came up... “

The little man answered slowly but with a softness that Chris couldn't tell. It was a very short conversation that took up a lot of time. His hourglass said so.

“Where are you going to get off?”

“This is one question,” Chris nodded in understanding. “At the end of this line, the last person to go down.”

“Is that place that far away?”

"No, it's near here."

It was a bright smile that was sad but beautiful…

“I just haven't found the courage to go there yet…”

“So scary that you don't dare go in?”

“No, because those who enter never come back.”

“Is there happiness there? Will he still be waiting? I don't know if the final destination I want to go is far or not.”

A very happy smile There was no sadness and the dark atmosphere around disappeared when talking about 'him', Chris himself didn't recognize him. But what an enviable person who possesses such a beautiful smile is interesting…

“So, do you dare to go or not?”

“There's a long way to go. It will take many hours to reach the destination.”

“Or maybe just for a fraction of a second…”

Beautifully retracts the tragic hints. The smile of the person who spoke made many people think nothing of it. But Chris understands….

Zhang Yixing was about to convey the final episode.

"What do you do?"

"doctor…"

Now he wants to be… His so-called work was very strange to ordinary people. It can be anything, but in the end you have to go back there.

“It's a good job.”

Zhang Yixing spread a smile on his face...

"And you?"

"You've asked more than one question."

“So cruel…”

“And why do you want to know?”

“Occupation….illegal”

Chris takes a wild guess. The mischievous smile on Chris' face wanted Yixing to back away. It looked dangerous, not worth getting involved with. I want to run away, far away, but...

There is no escape here.

“Almost cheap”

“Ah... where did I go wrong?”

A slight smile adorned his good-looking face before falling asleep… Guess the little guy probably didn't want to answer his question.

What a pity….

The noise was continuous, but the little person could still sleep for this long.

Chris looked down at the sleeping person with a smile. He seemed so happy with his dreams while sleeping. But it seems like a mask for something sad to happen.... Chris gently wiped away the tears with his hand. The little man curled up pitifully…

It was like Zhang Yixing's good dream was about to end.

A tall figure stepped out into the distance in silence… The hourglass in his hand became clearer… The name engraved on the glass gradually became clearer. He knew just one letter. Chris is feeling sorry...

Even though I don't know the story, the little person's tears look pitiful...

And it's so worth cherishing.

All night he watched his hourglass change. It flowed surprisingly faster… What is he doing wrong?

As if his three questions weren't enough time…

What a fraction of time. who don't know how to take advantage Chris is thinking of changing his destiny...

He still didn't want the fragile flower to break…

Until now, it's so weak and withered...

Zhang Yixing had woken up...

Sitting opposite him in the same place. It's like nothing happened. I mean...tear stains on my face just now.

“I'm at the next station,” Yixing said.

“Aren't you thinking about getting off?”

“We haven't reached our destination yet…”

“Aren't you afraid?”

“There is something to be afraid of there.” Yixing laughed.

“Can I ask the next question?”

“Huh??”

“Because I think we might not make it to three stations.”

“Take it…”

Chris was thinking hard. How to make people smaller in the second station...

There are two hours left…

“Tell me your story.”

“Exchange…” Yixing held out his hand. “Hold out your hand.”

"..." Chris was silent before following the little man.

Yixing's small hand held his thick hand and his fingers gently caressed his wrist.

“So cold…”

“How long?”

“What do you mean?” Chris asked.

“Time to die.”

“I don't remember…” Chris gently held up his small hand, “How do you know?”

“You missed it.” Yixing laughed fearlessly.

Even though I don't know what the person in front of me is. But at least that Yixing knows. There was no pulse...cold hands, no different from a dead person's. Ah...is he counted as a person?

“I really want to be a doctor.”

“Terrible…”

“So, do you have to answer my question again?

"What do you do?"

“Is it my job…”

Chris let out a smile. Chris just met someone who knew his identity. Hopefully knowing his identity this time won't ruin his job... Come on, Chris thinks that there are many people who have made the same mistake as him.

“Is it the angel of death…”

His voice was cold, but it didn't make the little man feel afraid in the slightest. He's a warm-looking angel of death... Yixing thinks so.

It didn't seem scary at all compared to what Yixing thought.

“It's time for you to tell your story.”

“Ah...that's it,” the little man smiled before starting to tell his own story.

Chris thought it was sad. With the story of Zhang Yixing, in general, Yixing's life is that of...a doctor who thought that he was incapable of being able to cure his lover. A person born into a large family with a background full of filth… Many people want the life of a doctor, but the reason may not even be known.

Yixing only said that from the time he was born he had to be hunted. He hopes to live a peaceful married life. Living a normal life somewhere, but in the end, those people didn't kill him. But it's not like he didn't kill his wife. The doctor who couldn't help anyone was considering ending his own life here.

"Don't you want to live?"

“I'm tired.”

Even though you say you're tired, your face is full of smiles. Chris moved closer to the other's face before gently kissing the soft edge of his lips...

“If I die, we will probably meet again.”

Chris brushed away the hair that was covering his face. The person in front of him cried out… Chris bent down and kissed the little man's tears.

“You don't have to be lonely anymore.”

“Uh…”

“From now on it will be a little bit longer. It may be another hundred years before we meet again. Now I have to get off...you..."

“I'll wait…”

“Huh?”

“We still haven't completed three questions…”

Ah, that's it...

“Can I have a deposit?”

-The time is long and the deposit is expensive. Please paste the email (/ω＼)-

Chris stepped down with nothing behind. His little man must have fallen asleep on the train and was waiting for him somewhere. Chris took out a train ticket.

Same train ticket... same date...

Where are you waiting for him? ;)