The dream of that night was long, full of afterglow that disintegrated into fragments, shining dimly, tirelessly circling and circumambulating outside the train.

Outside the myriad fragments was the void, and the train carried them with them, wandering in the darkness.

"Ahn Joon-hyuk" has many, many memories, some of which he also experienced, and some of which are the path he did not choose when the future turned in 2004.

Just like the dream that changed his life two years ago, in this train, looking at the fragments of the picture that surrounded him outside the window, he relived it again.

The difference is that the dream in 2004 brought him grief and coldness, he saw "Ahn Junhyuk", there were setbacks, betrayals, betrayals, vendettas, those trials made "he" become like a machine, abandoning emotions, extinguishing conscience, a pair of eyes that once shone with flames gradually became cold with the advancement of memory, like a river frozen in winter and night, the moon was clear and bright, but the flickering was cold.

"He" is rational and efficient, abandoning the fetters of feelings, "he" can always be clear about his thinking, take accurate steps in the forest of the law of the jungle, avoid traps, cross obstacles, keep fighting, keep climbing, if you can look back, even if there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood behind you, you will not frown.

That kind of character is undoubtedly successful, if you are born in troubled times, you must be a hero, even in a peaceful environment, that rational to the extreme, almost no weaknesses of human nature, is also a nightmare for many opponents.

But ah, that human nature and reason are too pure, pure and terrifying.

Jisoo's death. There was no element of despair for that intellect, and he, just experiencing it in a dream, was so frightened that he avoided it like a snake and scorpion, burying it in the depths of his memory.

Now that I am studying again, I find that I am blinded by fear.

A fragment crossed, and the floating picture there revealed the warmth of orange and yellow, and I don't know the specific date, but I judged that it was when the travel agency first opened. "He" is busy every day. Contacting customers outside, running relationships, and talking about cooperation, the figure of Jeju Island seems to come and go in the eternal spring. But no matter how busy. He had to return to the humble shop of the travel agency every day. Then sit next door, and there's a woman next door who is the landlord of the storefront, and every time. A cup of refreshing tea was brought to "him", and the two sat opposite each other, whispering slowly, "he" talked about his day, and she listened quietly until the candlelight came on, almost forgetting the time.

If it weren't for affection, how could it be so.

Raising his hand to wipe away a little warmth from his cheeks, a strange feeling, obviously a dream, the bitterness and burning of tears were clearly visible, he asked, "What's her name?"

"He" watched the fragment slice past, silent.

Ahn Jun-hyuk suddenly understood that it was not that he didn't want to answer, but that "he" had forgotten......

……

Tick –

A truck in the high beam roared by, the dazzling pillar of light crossed in front of him, and the air boiled in the rumbling sound for a moment, but soon, the shock moved away. When the inside of the carriage was dark again, Ahn Joon-hyuk sat in the car parked on the side of the road, his consciousness breaking free from the depths of his memory, and looking at the speeding train in the distance.

Recalling all the dreams in the United States, I suddenly remembered a Chinese Zen poem I had read:

The egret stands in the snow, the fool looks at the heron, the smart sees the snow, and the wise sees the white.

In the poem, it is said that an egret stands on the snow, the fool sees the egret, the wise man sees the snow, and in the eyes of the wise, the heron and the snow are both white, which is called Zen.

But really?

The fool sees the heron and ignores the snow, the wise man sees the snow and ignores the heron, and the so-called wise man only sees the white in his eyes but ignores the grace and beauty of the egret standing on the snow.

Whether it is a fool, a wise man, or a wise man, in fact, they all only gain one thing and lose another, just like "Ahn Joon-hyuk", "he" has gained almost perfect humanity, but he has lost even more!

"He" couldn't even remember the woman's name.

"Oh, it's really a failed life......"

In that dream that day, he was in tears, but his expression was indifferent to "him" looking out the window, even if he knew that "he" was just something that might be made up by the subconscious.

"He" did not refute or justify, only turned his head and looked at him quietly.

Now that I think about it, "he" probably doesn't think there's any need to talk nonsense!

Myself...... In fact, they are also experiencing the same failures......

Just like "he" said, if you go down this road, one day, he will also be like "him", hiding in a fictional world, looking at those memories that have not been cherished over and over again, until time washes them away from color, fades the brilliance, and then falls into eternal darkness in the emptiness.

Like the tunnel that the train crashes into, or like the frightening infinite void outside the debris.

My heart is very chaotic, I can't figure out a lot of things, or is it just that I can't make up my mind?

The car stopped on the side of the road, on the other side of the river, the flickering of the train on the railroad tracks under the Qingtan Bridge came and went, the rumbling sound disappeared in the vast smoke waves of the wide river, the lights went out for a long time, only to turn on again, the engine roared lowly, it got back on the road again, carrying a confused heart, driving up the long street.

In the distance, the lion and the dragon began to dance in the Chinese town, which is every Mid-Autumn Festival and Lantern Festival, the Chinese will have a program, the street is crowded, colorful pieces are flying, gongs and drums are playing noisily, and the red of the lion lantern and the dragon lantern is dyed all over the night and a festive face. The sky also began to roar like dark thunder, and on the sidewalk here, couples, couples, and families ...... Pedestrians stopped and looked back, and fireworks flew up into the air on the surface of the river, exploding into bright flowers.

In such a flickering color, the car was silent, and the taillights gradually drowned in the blurred depths of a fire tree and silver flowers......

At the same time, fireworks also lit up in Busan, and Jisoo rocked his wheelchair to the balcony, and behind the hazy glass door behind him, the house was full of people. I haven't seen each other for a long time, uncles, cousins and cousins, all got together today, and they were here to pick up the wind and wash the dust for her and the nephews and daughters-in-law of the Park family.

Ahn Jun Hyuk is now taboo in the Park family, even if he is a star, the mustard in the hearts of his uncles will not go for a day, even if he is already a big star known to the country, it has nothing to do with his aunts.

However, Lin Xiujing, who is pregnant with the next generation of the An family, will not be ostracized, and her aunts have never been in contact with celebrities, so they naturally feel that every word is fresh.

After sitting on the balcony for a while, the glass door behind her opened, and a pair of white and slender hands pressed on her shoulders.

Smelling the familiar scent, Jisoo turned his head: "Are they willing to let you go?"

"I said I felt sick and wanted to get some fresh air. Lin Xiujing, who had a big belly, winked playfully, "How dare they stop me, I'm now, a little problem is one corpse and two lives." ”

Jisoo was a little speechless, and after a while, he said angrily: "It's a holiday, don't say unlucky things!"

"Okay, okay, I'm scared of you. She rolled her eyes, a little sly, and a little soft.

The autumn mood of Busan in the Mid-Autumn Festival has not yet arrived, the sea breeze is still warm, the disc-like moon is rusty red, rising from the boundary of the ocean, the sea surface there, so in the slight wave of the waves sprinkled sparkling waves, fireworks bloomed in such a clear moonlight background, Lin Xiujing looked there, "Where is that?"

"It's Haeundae ......"

Jisoo's tone was a little gloomy, Lin Xiujing's hand on her shoulder tightened, and she remembered the past again.

This afternoon, she accompanied Jisoo to see her hometown, in fact, it was just that the car stopped in front of the door for a while, Jisoo didn't go in, she also stayed in the car, 2 years of no popularity, the door has been mottled by wind and rain, she imagined a long time ago, the picture of the young Junhyuk and Jisoo going in and out, but she couldn't imagine it.

Junhyuk rarely talks to her about these things, and Jisoo won't mention it, that time is over after all, and it should be sealed in memory, because every time it is turned out, it is an injury.

Lin Xiujing then changed the topic: "The uncles should agree, right?"

"It should be. Jisoo said, "Besides, my cousins and cousins also have the idea of going to Seoul to help, and my brother's career is getting bigger and bigger, and they don't want to keep up, so they can only watch the handsome cousin in the future, and they are trapped in a corner and gradually become passers-by...... Whether it is Feihuang Tengda, or firewood, rice, oil and salt, they are all adults, and they will make the best choice, even if the uncles are unwilling, what can they do?"

When she said this, the look in her eyes was as cold as the moonlight.

There is no half of the sentence in the words to talk about feelings, only naked measurement and analysis from the perspective of interests, and there is no trace of warmth.

Although Lin Xiujing understood that this was the truth, she still felt a little chilled, and originally wanted to ask if arranging relatives in the company would be the most embarrassing, but now she didn't dare to listen to Zhixiu express her opinion, otherwise she might reveal something terrible.

"Alas, we will not be able to go back for a few days, your brother is the only one over there, this time I came back from the United States, I always feel that he is preoccupied......" After being quiet for a while, looking at the fireworks and the moon in the distance, Lin Xiujing was worried again.

"Is there one? My brother looks like a stuffy gourd all day long, and he looks the same at all times!"

“…… Probably I'm thinking too much......" She had some doubts, then smiled embarrassedly, paused, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Yun'a should still be at home, right?"

Jisoo didn't look back, "Yes, but there's Taeyeon, I just received a call from Yoona this afternoon, and she didn't know that Brother Yeon had gone back and called Taeyeon to accompany her." ”

"Uh...... They ......"

Lin Xiujing wanted to say something, but she wanted to say it and stopped, but in her expression, she seemed to be relieved.

Holding her chin with one hand, Jisoo sat in a wheelchair and quietly watched the sea, her figure blocked the light in the room behind her, and the darkness spread to the front, connecting with the night, so that Jisoo's expression could not be seen.

Maybe it's fireworks, maybe it's the moon, her eyes are shining...... (To be continued......)