[All the horrors never happened, and the face is only a tiresome reality. 】

"Hee-he......e-hee-hee" is suffocating, isn't it.

Pulling innocents into a dark and terrifying infinite tunnel that forces you to struggle forward without ever explaining why.

Even, let you go on with fatigue, and then laugh at your cowardice......

There is only one way, and what can be done except to go forward.

That's why they didn't need to explain.

The noise is very noisy, and the ears are slightly itchy, and there may be a causal relationship between the two.

What brought Guan Tianxiang back to his senses was the collision that someone inflicted on his left shoulder.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you awake...... Tram man. ”

What a nonsensical nickname, low-grade fun.

His eyes were slightly open, and his thoughts had not yet recovered.

What catches your eye is the dilapidated coffee-colored plastic chairs, the stained and rusty glass, and the streets and alleys of the Bay Area trembling slightly outside the window...... It's just the carriage that is shaking, idiot.

"Ding-ding." A few seconds slowly faded, and the shoulder was hit again, this time with significantly greater force, but Guan Tianxiang was still indifferent.

At a glance, it seems that you are in the right seat of the upper front of the car - you are used to it.

The night is low, the ceiling is slightly brightly lit, and the actual lighting effect is limited.

The passengers behind him chattered endlessly, and Guan Tianxiang vaguely heard who was spoiling the scene of the local movie "Which Day Will We Fly".

The carriage swayed, and outside the glass was a scene of colorful flashes in an instant—huh? What?

Guan Tianxiang stared blankly at the Huifeng head office building outside the left car window.

In the bustling Des Voeux Road, the cars are so crowded that the air is only boring, all too familiar with the daily life.

The bumpy tram suddenly stopped, and a rough hand pulled Guan Tianxiang into the narrow corridor between the seats, but Guan Tianxiang couldn't react at all.

"Tram man, I can't wake up when I have a spring dream." Guan Tianxiang stood on the edge of the tram stop, staring at the fading dark green, his mind confused......

"Pearl City".

I was taking the No. 72 tram from Pao Ma Ti to Zhucheng just now, and there was no advertising on the body, and the pure green body was simple and nostalgic, which was relatively rare.

Why is it not number 137...... Well? Why does Guan Tianxiang think like this? Why number 137? The memories in his mind overlapped instantly, and the huge amount of information made Guan Tianxiang couldn't help but have a headache, Guan Tianxiang quickly took out the anemia pill from his trouser pocket, took out one and stuffed it into his mouth.

Next to him was someone who was constantly noisy, but Guan Tianxiang just stroked his chin in a reluctant way, and then his whole body was ......

School uniform...... The name is Guan Tianxiang, right? Right. Weirdness has never bothered his thoughts like this, but Guan Tianxiang couldn't tell the reason...... Just by feeling it, it seems that I have experienced something, and I am even experiencing it just now...... Li Ran is the rhythm of the war...... But what did Guan Tianxiang go through? The memory is vague...... Very piecemeal...... And it's fading fast, my gut says.

But suddenly, Guan Tianxiang couldn't hold it down and spit out a word.

"Xiaoqin, I'm sorry."

What? Guan Tianxiang was stunned, staring at the bustling Des Voeux Road, unable to remember the meaning of this sentence.

Right...... It always makes sense to speak, doesn't it? Why apologize, for what, and why to her? Guan Tianxiang questioned himself two and a half seconds ago, but the answer was missing—maybe it never existed.

"What, have you dreamed enough?" A male voice suddenly yelled from the side.

"Dream ......" Guan Tianxiang was suddenly lost.

"Scared...... Don't you, you don't even know that you slept the whole time? "Dream ...... Guan Tianxiang just ...... Sleeping on the tram? Could it be that those vague memories of horror come from dreams...... That's all? "Hey" Guan Tianxiang was pushed by the boy next to him and almost lost his balance.

He unceremoniously pulled Guan Tianxiang's arm: "Isn't it time to take medicine?" ”

Guan Tianxiang stood firm, as if he had been pulled back to reality from the abyss of nothingness, and instantly came back to his senses.

It seems that at this second, the soul returns to the tired body, and Guan Tianxiang realizes everything at the moment.

Dreams, well, that's it.

And Guan Tianxiang has woken up now.

"Don't talk about yourself like that, you waste medical expenses when you take medicine." Guan Tianxiang smiled contemptuously and shrugged, as always.

The person in front of him, Guan Tianxiang knew, but Guan Tianxiang didn't realize it until this moment.

Wei Wenjie put on a contemptuous look of "don't give up the treatment", and 193% judged that Guan Tianxiang had gone crazy or had an out-of-body soul just now.

Well, maybe one hundred and ninety-four percent.

Consciousness regenerates in seconds.

Yes, it was Guan Tianxiang who asked Wei Wenjie, Ge Yunchu and Jaime to go to the Zhonghuan Big Bowl House, but the three souls were just out of the body just now.

That's right, Guan Tianxiang and Wen Jie, Yun Chu, Jaime and Qianqin are very familiar with each other, and in Class 5B they often hang out and chat, and of course they copy each other's homework - just refer to it.

The person in front of him who is similar to Guan Tianxiang is Wen Jie - he always likes to emphasize that he is 0.5 cm taller than Guan Tianxiang.

Looking at his pompous airplane head, untidy school uniform, black pants and brown leather shoes that are more pointy than a needle, you must have asserted that he is a troublemaker, lazy and humorous troublemaker, right?

That's right, he is a troublemaker, lazy and humorous troublemaker, far beyond human imagination, he is a cancer that is rare in a thousand years, creating an ecological crisis day and night, and fearing that the end will come a second later.

Therefore, he is Guan Tianxiang's best confidant.

Wen Jie has a strong physique, and the habit of not buttoning the buttons of his school uniform and revealing his black vest also highlights this, perhaps deliberately.

Thick eyebrows look more fierce if it is not matched with big eyes, high nose and pointed chin - admittedly, with his upright appearance, if he is willing to curb the bad habits such as ass personality and rubbing his nose wildly, I believe he will be favored by many girls.

Of course, the chances were slim – "Hey, what are you doing, out of love?" Or unrequited love? Wen Jie's rough voice pulled Guan Tianxiang back to reality.

Guan Tianxiang did not respond as frivolously as before, but he was still rectifying his mood at this moment.

At 22:36, the two of them sat opposite the six-person booth in the Big Bowl House, which was a much more spacious place after Wen Jie's repeated nuisance to the waiter.

The restaurant was full, and the men and women next to it were noisy, just like the ...... in M

Well? Why does Guan Tianxiang think of M? Guan Tianxiang held his chin with both hands, frowning and thinking hard.

Yes, in the dream, the neighbors of M Ji were also noisy, and then Guan Tianxiang and Shen Qianqin left M Ji and took the last tram to Zhucheng.

And then...... It's like going through something terrifying...... Well...... In fact, there is no need to think about it, this so-called horrific dream is too unreasonable: it is a well-known fact that Qianqin hates the tram to the core, how can she take the initiative to ask for a ride? Although I couldn't sort out the horrific memories in an instant, the thought that those encounters were false dreams made my mind much more relaxed.

I have the impression that I woke up from a deep dream several times, and at first I really thought that the dream was a real encounter, and it took a few minutes or even longer to determine that it was just a fantasy.

Well, read less novels Guan Tianxiang.

Nothing terrible ever happened, only a tiresome reality.

Nothing more.

"Hey, why is James so bottomless, so late, it's really annoying." Wen Jie wiped his nose lightly, brushed his hair, and put on an impatient look.

On a daily basis, he always has the popular song "Where Do I Have You", based on his natural hellish voice and the relationship between the number of humming times than the frequency of breathing, Guan Tianxiang has developed a phobia of this originally pleasant pop song.

Thankfully, he seems to have gotten out tonight.

"Ah Jie fart, you don't scold Yun Chu." Guan Tianxiang smiled slyly.

He was speechless, and then wiped his nose stiffly: "Bet anything, Jaime must have gone to the wrong restaurant again." ”

Haha, Guan Tianxiang's observation is really accurate.

Two minutes later, a slender girl ran in front of the two of them, and then a boy walked slowly and methodically, and sat down next to Guan Tianxiang without saying a word.

"I thought it was about the big bowl house in the mall opposite." Jaime looked down and wiped his eyes, his tone indifferent.

"Alas, this seat is like a god." Wen Jie brushed his hair and smiled bitterly, and clapped his hands a few times, "I said it was the Zhonghuan Big Bowl House, why don't you go to the one on the top of the mountain?" ”

"There is no big bowl house on the top of the mountain, and there are 2 branches in Zhonghuan."

Jaime took any order of the order and quickly filled out the various sashimi, almost every item with double digits, and quickly flipped to the next one.

"Come, Jaime, I always come here, what are you doing there, traveling around the world?"

Wen Jie's tone was certainly not light, especially to Jaime, the two of them had never been incompatible, but they had long been used to it.

Anyway, Wenjie was just exaggerating, and Jaime was never angry about it—he didn't care.

Jaime glanced lukewarmly at the other seats: "Wait, wait, you're at the 'Zhonghuan Big Bowl House', generally speaking, that is the flagship point, that is the mall, and I went to that room for the first time with Yun for a good reason-"

"Alright, let's hurry up and order." Yun Chu smiled bitterly at Guan Tianxiang and cut off James's words.

If they are not ruthless, they will really open a forum and continue to fight for 3,000 rounds.

Guan Tianxiang laughed out loud, just because their communication mode was carried out throughout: disputes over trivial matters always ended up with the "Peace Ambassador" Yun Chu.

It's funny to get along like this, and it breathes a vibrant hue into friendship.

James can be said to be an atypical otaku, with a thin build, just 170 cm tall.

He is calm and quiet about everything, fanatical about anime, horror games, and urban legends, but on the other hand, he is confident, unusually serious, and sharp-thinking.

He has fair skin, thick black eyes, and upright features but not deliberately dressed up.

The only thing that makes Guan Tianxiang look at him may be the vice of not looking directly at the other person during the conversation - although maybe he didn't mean to.

Sitting next to Wenjie is Yun Chu, a quiet girl that no one loves.

Long black hair, bulging face with crystal eyes, 155 cm tall - Wen Jie quietly told Guan Tianxiang that she looks like a cute and innocent Japanese girl, plus she does not like to quarrel and has a friendly personality, she also gets along well with most of the students in Class 5B, and has been selected as a model student for the third time.

Since her English name is Moira Kok, Wen Jie, who loves low-level fun, likes to tease her as "Rogue Chu".

Probably because they had dealt with a lot of tricky class work in Class 4B and Class 5B, the five of them found a lot of common topics, and they quickly became acquainted with each other and became an interesting circle of 5 people.

Guan Tianxiang looked at Wen Jie, who was feasting, James who blindly filled in the tuna sashimi, and kept bringing up the topic, and only drank a few sips of hot tea, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything was always normal, and the unbearable nightmare was about to fade.

It's just a tram ride with Wen Jie, how can you fantasize about such a complete encounter when you fall asleep halfway, Guan Tianxiang's imagination is really amazing, or has the pressure been overflowing recently...... Wait a minute.

Guan Tianxiang glanced at his partner in front of him suspiciously, and it was the surging doubts that drowned out his smile.

Circle of 5? There are only 4 people at the moment, how can there be 5 people.

The missing member is Shen Qianqin, the only one who appears in the "dream".

"Xiaoqin, I'm sorry."

That inexplicable self-talk came to mind again.

Why did Guan Tianxiang meet Qianqin in a nightmare instead of others...... Is it a coincidence?

Although "Tram Encounter" is only a fantasy, Guan Tianxiang can't help but mind, where is Qianqin in reality? In my impression, Guan Tianxiang was thinking about the same person repeatedly in his dreams.

But why?

"Xiang?" Yun Chu sipped hot tea and smiled lightly at Guan Tianxiang, it was her habit to call the last word of other people's names, "What's wrong, no appetite?" ”

"Well, sort of." Guan Tianxiang said casually.

Why didn't Qianqin come to the party? At first, Guan Tianxiang took it for granted, but things were very strange...... Aren't they a group of 5? Will Guan Tianxiang forget, in fact, she is sick today? Or is there something important? "Yes, what is Qianqin doing tonight, so busy?"

The three of them looked at Guan Tianxiang at the same time, and except for Jaime, they also gave strange looks.

Guan Tianxiang was stunned, don't look over his head at the air conditioner overhead, and wonder if he said something wrong? It's just a very ordinary problem

"Hey, you really didn't take your medicine?" Wen Jie put down his chopsticks and couldn't help laughing, while Guan Tianxiang just stared at him in bewilderment.

What's strange is that Yun Chu actually stared at Guan Tianxiang suspiciously, unable to take his eyes off it.

The originally youthful and relaxed picture was instantly contaminated with the strangeness below the freezing point.

"What? Why don't you answer me? Instinctively asserted that this was a collusive prank, even though Yun Chu didn't seem to be involved in something boring.

"Why can you hold back not laughing for so long...... Wen Jie wiped his nose and laughed repeatedly, looking like Guan Tianxiang was full of idiots who had answered Chen Shenggui's surname incorrectly.

"Qianqin? Spirited Away? Ha ...... "What? Jaime stared at Guan Tianxiang, picked up a tissue and printed his mouth, and seemed to have doubts hidden in his heart, which made Guan Tianxiang even more concerned.

"Ah Jie, you're so bad, he just said the wrong name." Yun Chu smiled bitterly and stared at Guan Tianxiang, "Qianlin is going to practice in the string orchestra tonight, Xiang you know—"

A pair of chopsticks fell to the ground—and the smash was crisp and loud.

"It's not Qianlin, it's Qianqin, Shen Qianqin!" Guan Tianxiang stood up and slapped the table in shame, shaking James's chopsticks.

The three of them were stunned, Yun Chu exclaimed, and his face was puzzled.

The air condensed, and five seconds passed in a flash, and a waiter placed a new plate of assorted tempura in the only empty seat on the table.

"Don't you play......" Guan Tianxiang smiled bitterly, the reaction just now seemed to be too much to deal with a boring joke.

"Scared, play ......" Yun Chu cried and laughed in embarrassment, curling his long hair unnaturally.

"Hey, it's you tram boy who is playing." Wen Jie fiddled with the head of the plane, with a flirtatious look. That's enough.

Guan Tianxiang lazily ignored the strange gazes of others, shouted at him, and almost couldn't help but punch him: "Are you pretending to be an idiot?" Go to the doctor if you are sick! Shen Qianqin in our class! ”

Guan Tianxiang, who was furious, never thought that Wen Jie's answer completely made Guan Tianxiang fall into the abyss again, the bottomless abyss.

He wiped his nose and stared blankly at Guan Tianxiang, his tone was extremely strange: "Wait, our class ......"

He wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end he still spit out such a sentence.

"How can someone in our class be called Shen ...... Qianqin? ”