On the train back to the village, Lin Ying's mood went up and down.

She is not riding a train, but more like an undulating roller coaster, and is experiencing a terrifying and exciting journey that refreshes her perception of the mysterious.

In broad daylight, will a good-looking, big, living person disappear from the train out of thin air?

Lin Ying moved his steps and walked back, his body had a sense of centrifugal weightlessness, and his mood was like falling from a high altitude, falling rapidly towards a low place.

She didn't even know how she had managed to get over the piles of luggage beneath her feet again, but she was able to return to her own carriage.

First heard the voice of his dead father, and then encountered the absurd and strange reminder of a strange teenager, all of which were too bizarre.

I don't know if it's a hallucination caused by the fatigue of the journey, or if there is really such a crazy thing in the world, but Lin Ying knows that she just wants to escape from this train as soon as possible now.

Thinking about it like this, Lin Ying made a "buzz" in his head, and his body immediately seemed to break through some kind of restraint, quickly pulled the backpack from the top shelf, and with the other hand, the suitcase was tightly pressed against the outside of his thigh, and squeezed towards the car door.

"Squeeze squeeze (squeeze what), how beautiful the girl is (you girl is beautiful), why is it so strong-"

An uncle with a backpack in his arms complained, and his disdainful eyes slanted at Lin Ying's face with dissatisfaction.

"I'm sorry."

Lin Ying hurriedly glanced at him when he apologized, and the uncle also hung a lady's shoulder bag (shoulder bag) around his neck that should have been carried on his elbow.

"Whew! The girl in the city is arrogant (arrogant), and no one is ruthless in her eyes—"

The uncle spoke in a local accent and muttered non-stop.

But his hands were very sincere, and he crossed his arms to carefully care for the lady's satchel on his chest, and did not turn away.

An uncle who looks like he is fifty or sixty years old, and he actually has a lady's satchel around his neck?

This extremely incongruous picture really makes people feel out of place, always feel funny and ridiculous, and it is difficult not to become the focus of attention.

Lin Ying couldn't care about so much, she only had one thought: she couldn't stay here for one more minute.

God still favored Lin Ying once.

As Lin Ying wished, the speed of the car slowed down a lot, and with a long whistle, the iron sheet under his feet trembled, making a unique "sonorous" sound when braking.

Outside the window, between the fields, a simple old-fashioned platform appeared not far ahead.

Two blue-brick and red-tiled houses sit quietly in the corner of the platform, the only waiting hall and train dispatch room in this remote county, and the broken walls and faded roofs are pouring out their disrepair and overwhelmed.

There are no happy reunion relatives, no waving friends, and no happy couples, compared to the bustle of the platform in the city before the departure, it is particularly desolate here.

The train slowly stopped, and with a "click", the doors opened, and the flow of people pulled heavy and messy luggage poured out, and the quiet and bleak platform became boiling.

Lin Ying didn't take much effort to get off the train with the crowd of people in the carriage, and when her feet stepped on this land for the first time, the joy of returning home and the complex temporarily dispelled her haze, and her eyes were full of longing for her birthplace.

This is Fukasawa County......

Lin Ying dragged his luggage as he cast his gaze on the rolling mountains in the distance, guessing which col the village would be located in.

In addition to her dead father, Lin Ying's relatives of the same blood and origin all lived in Da Si Village, her grandmother and aunt she had never met, and those brothers and sisters whose names she didn't even know.

As long as she arrives in Da Si Village, Lin Ying will be able to uncover the mystery of her life experience, figure out why she and her father have such a strange pupil color, and why her father will never allow Lin Ying to return to Da Si Village, a place that should be called her hometown.

Touching the scene, the expectation of Da Si Village actually made Lin Ying have some impulses to cry.

"Let's Jean! Let's let's, let's let's—"

The direction of the exit has been blocked, and several big men with luggage have crashed sideways into Lin Ying, and they have also joined the crowded ranks of rubbing shoulders side by side.

There is no order in the remote mountains, and it is always chaotic, like a chaotic ant colony.

Pity Lin Ying, who is used to living in the city, suddenly jumped out of the orderly environment, and it is really not so easy for her to adapt to this "free and easy" way of exiting.

She held her suitcase and looked at the chaotic crowd at the gate a little helplessly, and walked around to the side of the platform with a little grievance, waiting for the person in front of her to go first.

To be honest, Lin Ying couldn't understand the psychology of those who rushed out of the platform, one minute earlier or one step ahead of others, it would not win any convenience and benefits for them, but would have to spend some physical strength in vain, she didn't understand, why did she have to go on a rampage, "fight to the death".

Of course, Lin Ying can't be blamed for having such doubts.

After all, life in the city is much more advantageous than in the mountains, and it is natural to understand that in places where materials and civilization are relatively scarce, it is the law of survival here to occupy and grab if you can.

Resources and economic development are extremely limited, but people who have experienced disasters and poverty have to learn to survive in the cracks.

Therefore, even in an era of good weather and peace, this kind of "hand-to-hand combat" or "hand-to-hand combat" is indispensable in daily life.

……

In order not to be involved in the "fierce battle" and affect him, Lin Ying retreated and hid under a pillar.

Beneath the pillars lies an old and worn warning sign that reads, "No obstacles on the rails to prevent train accidents."

The paint on the warning signs was weathered and faded, and it looked dull and lifeless.

This dreary and suffocating atmosphere made Lin Ying wake up at once, and once again aroused her infinite fear of the vanishing boy.

A gentle breeze blew from behind the shadows of the forest, carrying a damp coolness.

All the weird plots that could happen in the movie suddenly appeared in Lin Ying's mind, and his heart suddenly became cold.

"Ami (Mom), Ami Ami! Hurry up, Ami—"

The boisterous urging of a boy filled the platform, overshadowing the crowd.

Lin Ying's eyebrows tightened slightly, and he saw that it was the boy in the same carriage.

The boy shook the fan in his hand, his head dangling from behind the fan, looking laid-back and lazy, shouting at the women behind him.

The woman was left behind by the boys, carrying a half-man-high basket and two large boxes behind her, and her arms were struggling.

The blue indigo shirt he was wearing was tight on his body, and the flesh on his chest was almost squeezed out of the buttons of the shirt when he exerted a little effort.

"Dog baby, it's the same as your useless chaff master (useless waste dad)!"

Seeing that the boy didn't look like he wanted to help, the woman scolded with a red neck.