Moscow railway station.

The ticket gates were crowded with people at this time, some of them sitting on large bags of luggage, others just wearing tightly wrapped trench coats and craned their necks to look into the distance.

It's 1992, January, and just a month ago, the great Soviet Union collapsed.

Once upon a time, it was still a giant dragon entrenched in the East, competing with the United States, and being one pole on the two poles of the world pattern; The people living here are proud of the strength of this country, and they firmly believe in the power of the red five-pointed star and the sickle and hammer, and the difficulties and obstacles under the iron fist of the Soviets will come to naught, and people's lives will get better and better under the leadership of **.

Yet, seemingly overnight, the various parts of the Soviet Union signed treaties and divided into strange countries, and it was not until the moment the dragon fell that it was discovered that it was already weakened.

political disputes between various parties and ideological vacillation and distortion; Excessive economic imbalances and indebtedness......

The once proud citizens of Moscow also found themselves without their proud capital, the abolition of food rationing, the frantic depreciation of the ruble, as if they had seen their wealth suddenly flood, and overnight they became destitute - so much so that the money that could have bought a beautiful car was now enough to buy a strip of inferior rye bread.

The streets and alleys are empty, the snow is piled up quietly and no one is cleaned, and the cars are abandoned and tattered. Several portraits of Gorbachev are still plastered on the wall, but they are also torn apart.

Now, the number of people standing in this train station is completely different from that on the street, crowding it like a sardine can, and the station, which should have been at least orderly, is as noisy as a vegetable market. Maybe the people waiting for the train had all sorts of honorable or decent statuses a month ago, but now they were all looking forward to the arrival of the train.

K4 train, bound for the Far East. The cross-border train travels around the Mangmang Ice Fields and finally arrives in Beijing, the capital of China. For Muscovites today, with plenty of food and water, 24-hour heating, it's a paradise place – and it's also a red country, so it should be nice to them.

But because of this, K4 tickets are hard to find, and those who can get tickets have many or even wide doors - of course, there are also some people who have decisively sold all their net worth.

However, even if you get a ticket after a lot of difficulties, you may not be able to board the train on time; Due to the lack of maintenance of the railways along the route, and the current chaotic situation with little manpower to clear the snow for days, the K4 trains were often delayed for days during this time - but no one wanted to go home and wait for news, no matter how senior officials were in the past, everyone waited with their tickets in hand, and slept hastily on the floor at night.

And there was one person who stood out in the crowd of ex-magnates who looked like a crowd of refugees.

She looked only about thirteen or fourteen years old, and she was still a little girl, but as long as she stared at her little face as white and delicate as ice, she would subconsciously avoid this amazing beauty. She wore a delicate camel-colored cashmere coat, wrapped in a black, white and gray checkered scarf, and her long pale blonde hair fell like a waterfall to her knees; The eyes are indifferent, but they seem to reveal a strong sad atmosphere.

Almost all of the people waiting for the bus were dragged with their families, but she was alone, carrying a black hardy leather travel bag half as tall as hers, hiding half of her body behind a pillar, looking pitiful.

'Mercer ......'

Renata silently chewed on the name in her heart, as if she wanted to imprint these two words in her heart.

In the process of escaping from Black Swan Harbor, Zero and she did not encounter Mercer, but escaped smoothly, only to hear a few roars on the way, and then a fighter jet whizzed over their heads very quickly - she felt her heart jump out of the heart with excitement and fear, but fortunately the fighter did not notice the two small figures who had escaped from Black Swan Harbor.

After that, there were bursts of gunfire, explosions, and fierce roars in the distance, and fighter jets passing over their heads and then participating in the distant battle, accompanied by another burst of fire in addition to the burning Black Swan Harbor.

At this time, Zero, who was hiding with her on the ice ridge, suddenly regained consciousness, then turned to her with a little sadness and said, "That Mercer guy is probably dead. ”

For a while, after the sounds of the battle had died down, the fighters did not return - for they were put to an end by a violent explosion from Black Swan Harbor, which swept the fighters who seemed to come and go freely in the blizzard with a violent flow of air currents and furious flames.

The swan, which had imprisoned her for many years, accelerated its burning explosion before it died, giving her a chance to survive.

She didn't know how to laugh at herself, or she would have sighed at the moment, "The world is really changing" or something like that—in her mind, the question came back to mourning for her companions. In Renata's opinion, after all, they are companions who have worked hard for freedom, and they have relied on Mercer for a large part of the implementation of the escape from Zero these days, so they should not be simply forgotten.

"Look, look over there, what a pretty little girl......"

"It's a pity that I'm a little shorter."

"You can't say that, you look at the proportions of her figure, an absolute beauty embryo ......"

At the other end of the waiting hall, a few bored ladies began to pay attention to Renata, who seemed out of place in the crowd, and whispered - but the small conversation was as complete as Renata's ears.

It seems that one day after escaping, she suddenly felt very sleepy, very sleepy, and then had a very long dream; In the dream, a pair of majestic and bright golden eyes appeared from the rippling darkness, and at the same time seemed to have the freshness of snow and some unknown prayers and murmurs. White skeletons and smoky souls slowly rose and sank from her consciousness.

When she woke up, she found that she had completely changed.

The freckles on the face disappeared, and the facial features became more beautiful and well-proportioned. For the next period of time, every day when she calmed down, she could listen to the new blood that was constantly being generated in her veins wash away the old dross, and the genes belonging to the dragon began to awaken from a long slumber, as if she had been holding her breath in the water for a long time, and began to gasp and develop, comprehensively raising her physical element.

Sometimes she even stares at herself in the mirror, unable to believe that those perfect lines belong to her own body. All the human imperfections in her body disappeared as a result of the awakening of her bloodline, and Renata became more and more beautiful, so much so that she sometimes even felt that the pale, poor 'paper doll' had died in the ballroom of Black Swan Harbor with a joyful hallucinogen, and that in the mirror was another princess-like beautiful and perfect girl instead of herself.

The only one who has been witnessing her changes seems to be Zero. Now only Zero can recognize Renata as Renata, right?

'Zero ......'

She gently clutched her pockets, which contained a few hard things, a ticket and two passports stamped with Chinese visas. Perhaps it was because of the thought of something, and the uneasiness and apprehension on her face were even stronger; In the bustling crowd, she was slender like a reed in a strong wind, crumbling and crumbling.

(Ask for a collection ~ ask for a ticket ~ In addition, thank you [Qimo] for your great support for this book~)

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