The snow came unusually, which made Mu Qingyang feel a little uneasy. There were still more than ten minutes away from the place he was going to, and he was about to arrive, when he suddenly encountered such a ghost weather, his mood immediately deteriorated.

The wind blew harder, and the snowflakes flew through the air like torn cotton wool, falling around aimlessly. There are also pedestrians on the street who are struggling to walk, and they can't resist the wind and snow, and they look like they are cowering. The snowflakes fell more and more, white and white all over the sky, falling in all directions, on umbrellas, on the roofs of cars, on the eaves, on the faces of pedestrians.

The wind played with the umbrella and blew it in all directions, and once or twice it even blew it out of the hands of pedestrians.

The wind roared in the air, and its mournful sound mingled with the footsteps on the snow, and it became a strange music, which pricked the ears of passers-by, as if to warn them that the wind and snow would rule the world for a long time, and that the bright spring would not return.

Feeling more and more irritable and restless, Mu Qingyang couldn't help but raise his head, the sky was gray and extremely low, giving him an idea that he could touch it as soon as he raised his hand.

It had already stood in front of a huge iron gate, and its iron branches were shaking in the blizzard, like the trembling virtues of passers-by, and it seemed that not only people, but even these dead creatures were frightened by this catastrophic weather.

Groping for the cement stone pillar, Mu Qingyang finally found the doorbell intercom installed on it, pressed it, cleared his throat and said, "Hello! I'm here to find Dean Liu! ”

After waiting for a while, I heard a click, and a small crack opened in the iron door. Mu Qingyang pushed it away and walked in. He had just stepped through the doorway when the iron door behind him slammed shut......

In the dean's office, Dean Liu drank hot tea and looked at the man in front of him, tall and with a serious expression on his face, even in this weather, he only added a windbreaker to his body, which looked very chilling, not only because of the association caused by his dress, but also because of his own temperament that made people feel unapproachable. However, he knew that the identity of this person was not ordinary, so he didn't hesitate to greet him with a smile and said, "Mr. Mu, you are here to visit the female patient you sent today." ”

"Hmm."

Nodding noncommittally, Mu Qingyang took out a check and pushed it over the table: "This is her consultation fee, as well as a deposit, you can take me over to meet her in person, I have something to ask." ”

"Good...... Please follow me! Dean Liu's face was relieved, they originally thought that this patient would have no benefit, but they didn't expect to get this unexpected gain, so they naturally couldn't hold back the joy in their hearts, and hurriedly got up and walked towards the inpatient department with Mu Qingyang.

Because Guoan specially explained, the patient was arranged in a separate room, she was cleaned from head to toe, and now she finally has the appearance of a person, and probably the drug has worked, the female patient's state is much better than when she first came, at least there will be no more aggressive tendencies. Therefore, Dean Liu is still very willing to take Mu Qingyang over to show off, after all, this represents the strength of the hospital, and the treatment has been effective, which everyone will like to see.

"This is her room." Dean Liu pushed open the door, Lehehe's expression froze, and he immediately retreated to close the door, looking at Mu Qingyang's expression became weird?

"Get out of the way!"

At a glance, he knew that something was wrong, Mu Qingyang didn't talk to him, and immediately pushed the door open......

The window in front of him was wide open, and at the head of the bed sat a thin female patient, her hair cut short, curled up in a corner of the bed in a hospital gown, her hands clasped tightly on her knees. The woman's face was gray, her whole body stiffened in that strange position, and now the whole room was shrouded in cold wind and snowflakes, and the temperature was frighteningly low, and she didn't realize it, but kept muttering: "He...... They're coming! ”

"Who? Who's coming......" Mu Qingyang grabbed her hand and asked. Only then did he realize that the woman's hand had become unusually cold, and a chill that made her teeth shiver passed from her hand.

"Yes...... Be...... Monster! Many, many, many youkai! ”

Looking at Mu Qingyang, the female patient suddenly screamed, her voice made Mu Qingyang feel irritable, so she simply knocked her unconscious and threw her on the bed, covered the quilt, and then closed the window and turned her head and said, "Call the doctor over, she has been frostbitten!" ”

"Oh...... Good ......."

……

Knowing that this female patient named Luo Dan was originally from Jieshan County, Mu Qingyang greeted his family, and then got on the train, he was a little concerned about the nonsense in the woman's mouth, especially when she mentioned the so-called monster.

The train passes through a long tunnel, and the city of X is in front of you. It was white under the night sky.

The train stopped in front of the signal light. A girl stood up from the seat across from her and opened the window in front of her seat. A blast of cold air swept in. The girl leaned out of the window and cried out as if calling into the distance, "Is this the Boundary Mountain?" ”

"Oh, it's almost there, the next stop is."

The conductor replied while checking the ticket at the door of the carriage.

A few men with scarves wrapped around their noses and hats pulled to their ears by their ears walked slowly through the snow with suitcases in their hands.

Looking into the distance, I saw the lights scattered dottedly, giving people a feeling of cold silence. The snow on the other side of the road had already been swallowed up by darkness.

Mu Qingyang, who was on the other side of the seat, felt very cold at this time, but he didn't blame this woman's behavior for some reason, but the woman had already retracted her body at this time, and it was time for the train to start at this time, and she obviously noticed this. She closed the window and covered her frost-red cheeks with her hands.

This is a large mountain that surrounds the county seat, and there are already three snowplows near the mountain railway for use on snowy days.

To the north and south of the tunnel, an electrically controlled avalanche alarm line was erected. Snowplows and a number of young members of the fire brigade were deployed.

The girl's younger brother has been working for the Boundary Mountain Railway Signal since this winter, which will be covered in heavy snow. After Mu Qingyang learned about this situation, he became more and more interested in her. However, the "girl" mentioned here is just what he thinks.

Who the man next to her who didn't speak was, Mu Qingyang naturally didn't know. The two behaved a lot like husband and wife, and the man was obviously sick. When accompanying patients, it is easy to ignore the boundaries between men and women, and the more attentive they are, the more they look like husband and wife. When a woman cares for a man older than her own like a mother, she will inevitably be seen as husband and wife from afar.

Mu Qingyang looked at her alone, and based on her behavior, he deduced that she might be a girl. Maybe it was because he stared at this girl with an overly curious gaze, so he added a lot of sentimentality to himself. After a while, he began to feel bored again, just staring at the index finger of his left hand in a daze.

Because only this finger could make him hide that he was looking at the woman. But the strange thing is that the more anxious you try to see her clearly, the more vague the impression becomes.

In this bewildering impression, only a few touches left by this finger brought his thoughts to the woman opposite.

He thought about it, and couldn't help but move his finger over the glass. When he unconsciously used this finger to scratch the windowpane, somehow, a woman's eyes were clearly reflected on it. He was so startled that he almost cried out. Probably because his heart flew into the distance. When he looked intently, there was nothing. Reflected in the glass window is the image of the woman seated opposite.

It was dark outside, and the lights in the carriage were on. In this way, the window pane becomes a mirror. However, due to the heating, the glass was covered with a layer of water vapor, and the mirror didn't actually exist until he rubbed his fingers on the glass. Only one eye of the girl was reflected in the glass, but she looked even more beautiful.

Mu Qingyang put his face close to the car window, pretending to be watching the dusk scenery with travel sorrow, and rubbed the window glass with his palm.

The man and woman seated opposite each other were now intimately together, and the girl leaned slightly and looked down at the man lying in front of her with all her attention. Her cautious movements, her unblinking serious gaze, all showed her sincere feelings. The man lay his head by the window, resting his bent legs beside the girl.

This is a regular hard-seat car. Their seats were not directly opposite Mu Qingyang, but diagonally opposite. So only half of the face of the man lying on his side was reflected on the windowpane.

The girl happened to be sitting diagonally opposite, Mu Qingyang could have seen her directly, but when they first got into the car, his charming beauty surprised him, and he couldn't help lowering his eyes.

At this moment, Mu Qingyang saw the man's sallow hand holding the girl's hand tightly, and he was embarrassed to look at the other side again. The man in the mirror, only when he looked at the girl's chest, did his face look serene and calm. The emaciated body, though weak, carries with it an atmosphere of peaceful harmony. The man put the scarf under his head, went around his nose, and tightly covered his mouth before covering his cheeks upwards. It's like a way to protect your face. But the scarf sometimes comes loose and sometimes covers the nose. At the moment when the man's eyes were about to move but did not move, the girl used gentle movements to re-wrap the scarf. The two innocently repeated the same action, which made Mu Qingyang look a little anxious.

In addition, the hem of the coat that wraps around the man's feet is loosened and pulled down from time to time. The girl immediately noticed this and re-wrapped him. It all seemed very natural. That gesture almost made one think that they had forgotten the distance and walked towards the boundless distance.

Because of this, Mu Qingyang didn't feel bitter when he saw this kind of sorrow, as if he had seen a phantom in a dream. Probably because they were conjured up in an illusory mirror.

The view of dusk moves behind the mirror.

In other words, the virtual image reflected in the mirror and the real object behind the mirror are shaking like overlapping shadows in a movie. There is no connection between the characters and the background. Moreover, the figure is a transparent illusion, and the scenery is a hazy undercurrent in the night haze, and the two dissolve together, depicting a world of symbolism beyond the human world. Especially when the lights in the mountains and fields were reflected on the girl's face, the indescribable beauty made Mu Qingyang's heart almost tremble.

Above the distant mountain tops, there is still a faint afterglow of the sunset. The silhouette of the scenery seen through the window glass has receded into the distance, but it has not disappeared, but it has been eclipsed. Although the train continued to run forward, it seemed to him that the ordinary posture of the mountain field seemed more ordinary. Since nothing caught his eye very much, there seemed to be a huge emotional torrent in his heart. This is naturally due to the fact that the girl's face appears in the mirror. Only the part of the figure reflected on the windowpane obscures the twilight outside the window, but the scenery is constantly moving around the girl's silhouette, making it seem that the girl's face is also transparent.

Is it really transparent?

It's a delusion.

For the twilight that passed from behind the girl's face seemed to flow through the front of her face. I looked at it, but I was confused. The carriage is also not too bright. The reflection on the window pane is not as clear as a real mirror. The reflection is gone. This made Mu Qingyang look into his eyes, and he gradually forgot the existence of the mirror, only feeling that the girl seemed to be floating in the passing twilight.

At this moment, the girl's face flashed with light. The clarity of the image in the mirror does not diminish the lights outside the window. The lights did not erase the image. The light flashed across her face, but it didn't illuminate her face.

It was a cold light from afar, dimly illuminating the surroundings of her eyes. The moment her eyes overlapped with the lights, she was like a berossing and beautiful glow-in-the-dark insect flying in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Naturally, the girl didn't notice that others were observing her like this. Her heart was all devoted to the man around her, even if she turned her face to Mu Qingyang, she would not see her figure reflected on the window pane, let alone pay attention to the man looking out the window.

Mu Qingyang peeked for a long time, but he didn't think that doing so would be rude to her, he was probably attracted by the illusory power of the twilight scene in the mirror. Perhaps Mu Qingyang noticed her beauty and had developed an unusual interest in her since then.

By the time the train passed through the signal station, it was already dark outside the window. As soon as the scenery flowing on the window pane disappeared, the mirror completely lost its attractiveness, although the girl's beautiful face was still reflected in the window, and her expression was still so gentle, Mu Qingyang found that she seemed to be very indifferent to others, and he didn't want to wipe the blurred mirror. About half an hour later, he didn't expect that Hako and the others also got off at the same station as Shimamura, which made him feel as if something else was going to happen to him, so he turned his head away. A chill rushed from the platform, and he was immediately ashamed of his indecent behavior on the train, and walked in front of the locomotive without looking back. (To be continued.) )