[From 00:47:16, no one can get off the train from the moment the train moves......]

Here it comes.

But since he was forsaken, why did he come?

No. 137, the latest tram from the Bay Area, departed from Licheng to Zhucheng at 00:39.

Listen, never, don't ride, no matter what happens.

Does that sound ridiculous?

Anyway, the city just repeats the same day and night indefinitely, so what are the potential risks of taking a tram?

Who would have thought that the last train to Zhucheng would not end at any tram stop......

What this bus leads to is never-ending horror and despair.

That's all you don't want to experience.

Here it comes.

But since he was forsaken, why did he come?

Time is firmly frozen, and the same sentence keeps coming to mind, making the mind paralyzed but tense.

Don't take the No. 137 Death Tram to Pearl.

If it's still too late.

Saturday, September 10, 2016, 00:31".

The screen of the mobile phone shows the time and the background of black letters on a white background that reads "Life Dream: A Revolution to Old Age".

Guan Tianxiang put aside the silver Iphone5 with multiple scratches and stared at the short-haired girl opposite.

Of course, the anxiety on the face is faked.

"Can't go, hardworking and talented." Guan Tianxiang took off the JBL silver earphone in her right ear and said with a smile, "If you study again, it will become Wikipedia." ”

The short-haired girl listened, but just stuffed the headphones into her ears again, and treated Guan Tianxiang as if it was transparent. Dressed in a black sweater, she held a pencil in her hand and copied quickly on the one-liner paper on the table, and the messy font somewhat echoed the war-torn atmosphere of the Normandy landings.

In the early hours of the morning, there were more M staff than customers, and the two salespeople at the counter were scanning the mobile phone screen by themselves, and one of them, the M Ji girl carrying the Titan Silver Noted 7, made Guan Tianxiang always worried.

The loudspeaker of the fast food restaurant played Eason Chan's "Black Hole", and Guan Tianxiang could already sing the lyrics of every sentence in full. In addition to Guan Tianxiang and the others, there were only a few young men and women nearby, and the noise makers were making a lot of noise while swallowing French fries, so that Qianqin had to wear headphones to concentrate.

And Guan Tianxiang accompanied her with nothing to do, anyway, Guan Tianxiang didn't carry a Canon camera with him, so he had nothing to do.

Photography is Kwan Tianxiang's extracurricular hobby – it used to be a dream.

"The last tram is a few minutes away, and you said to make the tram home." Guan Tianxiang unceremoniously took off her headphones again, and vaguely heard a male voice playing on the headphones.

The heart already belongs to you, even if the world spurns me and pushes me to the Jedi

Guan Tianxiang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled indifferently: "What song?" ”

Qianqin exhaled with her left hand covering her mouth, and the sleeves of her black sweater covered most of the back of her hand: "Hmm...... Walk. ”

When she is shy or has mood swings, she will always exhale with her hands over her mouth. Although it seems to be unable to hide anything, that small action exudes a faint cuteness.

"Are you alright?"

The girl smiled, sweetly hiding the far-fetched.

Guan Tianxiang noticed that she had been listening to the same song over and over again, at least for two hours.

I, Guan Tianxiang, and Shen Qianqin are both students in Class 5B of Paomati Lin Yishan Memorial Middle School, and Shen Qianqin is one of the female classmates who are most familiar with Guan Tianxiang. She has short hair with chin bangs, a fair face, watery eyes with a small nose and a small mouth, and is a young girl of the same age. She's pretty standard, about 163 centimeters — don't ask Guan Tianxiang how he knows. The classmates in the class always said that her appearance and dress 7 resembled that of local artist Yuan Lilin, Guan Tianxiang said......

Well, Guan Tianxiang said, it's not as similar as they say.

Qianqin's face, with a black sweater, a pink school uniform and a gray skirt, exudes a lively and lovely temperament.

I believe that it is too late for her to be a little uncomfortable, so she will appear silent.

As for Guan Tianxiang? An ordinary sophomore boy in high school, at least Guan Tianxiang sees himself like this. The grades are midstream, and he passed the fourth exam in the class in the second semester of the third year of junior high school, but to be honest, it was just luck that time, and Guan Tianxiang was still shopping the day before the final exam. Speaking of what is special...... The hairstyle is always sideways with green and bangs and black hair, which is very refreshing. Half of the tram fans, I like to take the tram to take pictures, save the people and cars under the prosperity, sadness and happiness.

Guan Tianxiang is not too far from you, he is a person who has a dream in a place where he can't tolerate dreams, Guan Tianxiang is still hesitant, should he wake up or continue to deceive himself.

Qianqin pinched the one-line paper on the table into paper balls and stuffed them into the trash, took only the pencil, and followed Guan Tianxiang out of the softly lit M Ji fast food restaurant and walked to Jingguang Street.

Guan Tianxiang lives in Sheung Wan, and Qianqin's home is in Zhucheng. Every Friday after school, Guan Tianxiang will also take a bus back to the west of the Bay Area with Qianqin. After school, the two of them used to leave their schoolbags in the classroom lockers, which solved the trouble of carrying schoolbags to and from school - such a lazy idea, of course, was thought of by the outstanding Guan Tianxiang.

Then, Guan Tianxiang would squander his time with his friends, and then wander the street until 10 o'clock. Qianqin tutors every Friday after school until 10:15.

Guan Tianxiang and the two have known each other since the first semester of high school, and gradually developed the habit of going home together. Guan Tianxiang most often chooses to take the subway, even if Guan Tianxiang has proposed to take the tram in the past, but each time Qianqin resolutely refuses, and once even quarreled because of this. Guan Tianxiang often joked that Qianqin had a grudge against the tram, and she never explained why.

What surprised Guan Tianxiang the most was that she offered to take the tram home tonight, and "Impossible is Impossible" seemed to be the golden rule. In the end, Guan Tianxiang and the others reviewed the history quiz at the fast food restaurant, and sat down for two hours.

As soon as I reached the canopy of the Paomati Tram Terminal, the pouring rain was rampant, and the black tracks were instantly covered with depressed water droplets. The two of them were the only ones in the tram terminal, and several passers-by with umbrellas passed by, playing the mobile game Pekomon Go, but they were not waiting for the train.

Abandoned in the lonely rain.

The Bay Area Tram is the only existing double-decker tram system in the world, and its old shell is still shuttling around the city day and night, which is rare in a modern city. The station guards the memory of the times, and ironically does not know when it will be eliminated by the era of amnesia.

"Tianxiang ......" Qianqin's blank eyes stared at the haze outside the station, "Are you sure the last train didn't leave?" ”

Guan Tianxiang glanced at the scratched iPhone screen: 00:43. As a tram fan, Guan Tianxiang certainly knows that the last train from Paomati to Zhucheng departs at 00:39, which is the latest train in the Bay Area.

After 4 minutes of standard time, the last tram had not yet arrived at the station, which really made Guan Tianxiang lose half of his glasses. Did it come out early? Or has the tram frequency been changed?

Guan Tianxiang searched the website of the Bay Area Tramway Company in seconds...... Yes, it's 00:39, why is it still ...... at the moment?

"We'd better go to the subway, it's still too late." Guan Tianxiang smiled, but immediately thought that the umbrella was left in the school locker, and in this torrential rain, how could he touch Causeway Bay Station without losing his domineering?

Ha, maybe that's the result of laziness

"Don't." Qianqin gently pulled Guan Tianxiang's pure white shirt, her eyes were full of loneliness, but Guan Tianxiang was stunned.

Yesterday she still regarded the tram as a rival in love, why did she suddenly insist on taking it today? Will Guan Tianxiang be able to afford the down payment tomorrow?

"I'm tired of La."

Fed up?

Guan Tianxiang was stunned until the rain and mist showed a dark green ......

It's here.

The dark green tram stopped slowly, and Guan Tianxiang barely saw the green sign of "Pearl City" on the front of the car in the rain, but he couldn't see the driver's face clearly. The rain hits the metal roof, and the sound of "clattering ......" is very annoying.

Qianqin was silent, and walked to the rear of the car to get on the bus, but Guan Tianxiang stood there for a long time, and an inexplicable weird feeling came to his mind.

This sense of unease...... It has been born since I came to the main train station, but it is more rampant at the moment.

Maybe I used to take the train during the day, and I was used to the hustle and bustle of the train being fully loaded, but the emptiness at this time was a little weird......

I always feel that there is something wrong with this bus...... But it can't be clearly described......

Well, read less novels Guan Tianxiang.

Guan Tianxiang smiled awkwardly, and finally stepped into the narrow carriage, followed Qianqin up the steps, and sat down on the cross seat on the right side of the upper front of the car.

The rain was like a thousand needles, so dense that the road ahead was gone, just like the tram was never on the bustling street.

Qianqin closed the window behind her and looked out the window, while Guan Tianxiang squinted boredly at the passengers who walked to the upper floor.

The tram drove out slowly, and the capital outside the window was dead, and everything was repeating itself as usual, just like their boring yesterday and tomorrow.

It's night, and the Yellow Muddy Rush Road is quieter than ever, but there should be nothing surprising about it, right?

Therefore, how could Guan Tianxiang have expected that the destination of this bus was definitely not Zhucheng, but a hell full of nightmares, a bloody abyss.

From 00:47:16, no one can get off the train from the moment the train moves......

In the last second, Guan Tianxiang had missed the only chance that could be recovered.

Saturday, September 10, 2016, 00:47.