Like something went wrong.
When he woke up, Luo Binhan found himself sitting in the carriage. Outside the car window was a dark tunnel, and the wind whistled as the car swayed.
An advertisement was playing on the TV in the carriage. An exotic man in a white coat was holding a pill box and speaking the slogan with a smile. Because the wind outside the car was so loud, Luo Binhan couldn't hear what he said at all. He could only catch a glimpse of the four words "Lunxing Medicine" from the subtitles below.
He looked around and judged from the familiar layout that he was sitting in a subway train. The carriage was shaking, but the environment was not cold. Since the heating system was still running, Luo Binhan believed that this was not a battle royale or a prelude to the zombie apocalypse.
But he couldn't remember why he was here.
He remembered who he was, his past memories were clear and coherent, and he could even accurately name his childhood friends. However, the only experience he had while riding the subway was ambiguous. Furthermore, he didn’t know which route this was, and he didn’t remember that there were subway cars with this color in Lihai City.
Something is very wrong about this. He could vaguely understand this in his heart, as if an invisible skeleton was screaming and flying around his head, wanting to grab his head and escape from here.
But where exactly are you going?
Luo Binhan was puzzled and began to quietly look at the other passengers in the car. He didn't know what time it was, but the car was as empty as early morning. There were no other passengers in the car he was sitting in, and there were only a few people in the adjacent cars. Some were sleeping and others were listening to music on headphones.
He quietly watched these passengers. They all looked normal, but they made Luo Binhan feel nervous inexplicably. A certain echo remained in his head, strictly forbidding him to talk to those people.
But the situation seemed to require him to talk to someone. He was sitting in a carriage with an unknown destination and could not remember why he was here. This is simply a typical sign of sleepwalking.
Luo Binhan touched his pocket, looking for a diary or scraps of paper inside. There might be long words written on them, telling him how he suffered from intermittent amnesia. Unfortunately, not only did he not get any prompts, he even discovered that he didn't bring his cell phone or wallet. A suspense suddenly lingered in his head: How did he enter the subway station? Jumping the fence secretly?
The train began to slow down and entered the next station.
Luo Binhan heard from the radio that the name of this station was "Migenzhu University Station". That sounded a bit familiar, so he decided to get off at this station and go to the station staff for help.
This idea was undoubtedly the best choice rationally, but the noise in his head always kept ringing, as if there was a villain inside making a lot of noise and trying his best to prevent him from getting off the car. That delayed Luo Binhan for a while, but the alarm for the car door to close had already sounded.
Luo Binhan jumped out of his seat and was about to rush out quickly, but at this moment a young man holding a mobile phone happened to come in from the door, completely blocking Luo Binhan's way out. They almost bumped into each other, but the door closed quietly behind the young man, and the train continued to move to the next station.
Realizing that he had delayed Luo Binhan from getting off the car, the young man smiled apologetically at him.
"I'm sorry, my friend suddenly sent a message just now, and I didn't notice that you were about to get off the car."
Luo Binhan shook his head and glanced at the other party's mobile phone. He wanted to take a look at the current time, but he noticed that the chat interface opened by the young man contained some rhinoceros and elephant emoticons, and the chat partner at the top of the window was displayed as "Tall and Strong."
He pretended not to see anything and sat back down, waiting for the next train to arrive at the station. The young man who had just gotten on the bus sat opposite him, chatting with his friends in a leisurely manner.
"Are you here as a tourist?" he said.
At first, Luo Binhan thought that the young man was talking to the other person on his mobile phone. It was not until he found that the other person was looking at him with a smile that he realized that this sentence was actually meant for him.
As a passenger who met by chance on the subway, this kind of care made Luo Binhan feel very strange. The other party's friendly and easy-going expression seemed too familiar.
He remained alertly silent, using body language to express his refusal to communicate. As a result, the young man seemed to be unable to read the air at all, and still smiled and said as if nothing had happened: "Because the clothes you are wearing are very thin, and there is no hat to protect you from the rain. I rarely see locals dressed like this in this season. It's raining. It's easy to catch a cold if you go out dressed like this at night, so it's better to bring an umbrella."
Luo Binhan stared at him silently. As a result, instead of being embarrassed, the young man calmly opened his backpack, took out a folding umbrella and handed it over.
"Do you need it?" He said with a smile, "I happen to live very close to the subway station, so I can help others. If you really need a place to stay, I can also help - but that will require a fee, and it is only available for Tonight, after all, my home is not a hotel.”
Luo Binhan ignored his umbrella, and the young man didn't seem to care either. He put the umbrella back into his bag and hummed a tune leisurely. After a while the young man said: "Did you know that some people live in subway tunnels?"
It seemed to be deliberately attracting Luo Binhan's attention, but his voice had a strange power that made Luo Binhan unable to stop listening.
The young man said seriously: "It's true. There used to be a group of homeless people living in a certain tunnel in the west of the city. Because the tunnel was connected to the air-raid shelter, they used it as a temporary rental house. Later, they seemed to meet a man there. A murderer, all the residents were killed with corpses. At that time, a friend of mine was also involved, and her temper became worse when she came back. But she was a weird person to begin with - you know Dual personality? Although my friend is a girl physically, she claims that she also has a male personality with a similar-sounding name. Isn’t it interesting? Last time I said that her male personality might be a murderer, but she was almost killed Her umbrella pierced her throat. Life is full of dangers."
He laughed heartily, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with him.
Then he asked Luo Binhan easily: "So you really don't need to stay at my house for one night?"
Luo Binhan began to consider changing cars. Because he had been too focused on listening to the young man's words, he found that he had sat at three or four stations in a row. And even as a person with amnesia, he was absolutely sure that this young man was not a normal person.
He stood up from his seat, and the young man immediately raised his hands and said, "Okay, okay, I won't joke anymore. What I said just now is deliberately to tease you, don't take it to heart. I'm not a bad person, just a little bit. Just boring college students."
As if to prove it, the young man took out a student ID card from his backpack. The cover of the certificate has the words "Migenzhu University" printed on it, and inside there is his photo and introduction - Chen Wei, a student in the second class of the literature department.
The young man calmly put his student ID card in front of Luo Binhan and showed it for a while, then said with a troubled smile: "This thing sounds incredible, but I was entrusted by someone to take the subway at three in the morning. How should I put it? I often encounter situations that cannot be explained by common sense, and are weird - I think it would be more appropriate to describe it as 'dream-like'? I don't mind running errands for others, so let me ask. For a moment. Sir, do you remember where you come from?"
Luo Binhan stood there, not knowing how to react.
"Ah, that's what happened again."
The young man sighed with both pleasure and headache, and then said with a smile: "Then you are the person I am looking for today. Please don't be nervous, I was entrusted by a great saint to help. It's like receiving tourists who have lost their memory. To be honest, I have encountered this kind of thing no less than six or seven times. Even an intern assistant is qualified to become a full-time assistant, right? So please sit down, you don’t have to do anything extra, how about treating today as a chance encounter? "
His voice was gentle and relaxed, with a powerful persuasiveness. Although Luo Binhan was extremely confused, his body cooperated and sat back. He subconsciously held the railing, but the pain in his palm immediately told him to let go.
The young man looked over with concern: "Are your hands burned?"
The wound was red, swollen and burning, and had a strange long strip shape. Luo Binhan also felt that it was the mark left by being burned by something. He couldn't remember the reason for the moment, but he knew it was a very important wound.
Without saying a word he put his palms into his pockets. Seeing his actions, the young man reminded him out of kindness: "It's not good to hide a disease and avoid treatment. It's best to go to the hospital for a checkup. Although it's a bit late now, I happen to have an acquaintance in a nearby private clinic."
"No need." Luo Binhan said.
He was still thinking about the injury on his hand, but he heard the young man opposite laughing.
"It turns out you are not mute." The young man said, "Great, then I can eat your soul."
The lights in the carriage suddenly went out. In the darkness, the figure sitting opposite Luo Binhan also became blurry.
"Ever heard of a fire walker?"
The "passenger" sitting opposite him continued talking in the darkness. His voice still sounded like that enthusiastic and a little strange young man.
"Passing through a red-hot iron plate without being damaged is religiously regarded as a symbol of a holy soul and following the light. But then again, if fire is such a destructive power, give it a pure Isn't the attribute of justice also strange? If fire symbolizes vitality, then the character that can restrain it is not pure, but should be 'nothing'. In other words, the person who can walk through the fire through the red-hot iron plate He is actually a person who 'thinks nothing'."
The dark shadow stood up and took a step closer amidst the whistling wind.
"The fear of fire and self-protection are the cornerstones of survival. But once people who have walked through fire succeed, they will inevitably see these things as nothing. Why did you jump into fire in the first place? It is precisely because The effect must be achieved by discarding the agent, so the ritual never actually gives birth to a saint.”
"Shadow" took one step after another, swaying in front of Luo Binhan. Blood-red flashing ghost pupils slowly opened on his forehead.
"However, that means nothing to you anymore. Because your soul will be swallowed by me——"
"He" was smiling strangely in the darkness, and suddenly the car became bright again.
"The terminal, Crescent Road Station, has arrived. Passengers please get off."
The young man said "Ah" and took back the mobile phone that was in front of his forehead. An animated picture was being displayed on the screen of the mobile phone. It was a blood-red glowing ghost eye looking left and right in the darkness.
"Mistake, mistake." He said with a smile, "Every time at 3:30, this car will turn off its lights for about a minute. This is a rule I discovered by accident. I originally thought of using this as a prank, but it turned out I was so excited that I didn't control my time... As expected, I still need to practice a few more times. Then I'm going to get off at this stop. As for you, as long as you continue to sit here and wait for the train to leave, you should be able to leave smoothly. This city. That’s it for today’s adventures.”
The young man walked back to his seat, put his backpack on again, and walked to the car door that opened automatically. Before going out, he suddenly looked back.
"The joke just now was indeed a bit too much," he said with a smile, "I'm really sorry, so let me say this as compensation - medicine with that concentration is useless, because those bugs do not have a holistic soul. If you want to save someone, just try to open your eyes."
The train began to chirp before closing the door. So the young man left the carriage and returned to the city late at night.
