Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 493 The Traveler From Afar

"Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me."

Girl in a cap bows.

The young man reading looked up.

The sun shone golden in his eyes.

It's an illusion.

girl thought.

This is the train to Tokyo.

"Hi, my name is Yuki Sakurajima, please give me your advice."

"Well, I was really sorry just now."

"If you don't dislike it, please try it a little bit."

Sakurajima Yuki handed over the tea cake with both hands.

"Thank you."

The man smiled, and picked up the tea cake with his pretty fingers.

"My surname is Lu, please give me your advice."

The train made a loud noise as it passed the station, like this, clanging and clanging, Sakurajima Yuki quietly looked out the window at the sky divided by electric wires, sparrows stood in a row.

Yuki Sakurajima thought about the man sitting next to him. If he had a sexual orientation, was he a traveler from the Far East?

It was really surprising to say that when Lu Sang raised his head, Sakurajima Yuki was taken aback. He obviously looked like an old man who had experienced everything. This stable temperament was the same as that of a professor at Sakurajima Yuki University. But I didn't expect that Lu Sang's face would look so young, what kind of uncle, he was a middle school student.

The contradictory temperament appeared on the same person, causing ripples in Sakurajima Yuki's already dead heart.

Sakurajima Yuki didn't know what happened to her.

Because of the influence of her native family, Sakurajima Yuki is very introverted, and she has never actively talked to strangers. Even the active contact with others is based on the principle of being able to hide and hide. University graduation thesis is still difficult.

Because of her personality, Sakurajima Yuki suffered a lot of hardships during her growth. She was nicknamed Gaolingzhihua and Ice Beauty when she was in middle school, but Sakurajimayuki could feel the malice in it.

But today, Sakurajima Yuki didn't know what happened to her.

Just treat it as a special day and be self-willed.

The boy sitting next to him is still reading a book.

It is a Tokyo area travel magazine that comes with the train.

Sure enough, Lu Sang is a traveler from the Far East.

Sakurajima Xue suddenly noticed that Lu Sang hadn't turned the page for a long time.

What are you looking at?

She cast her eyes curiously.

It is to introduce the sea of ​​trees in Aokigahara.

"I'm sorry, Lu Sang."

"Are you going here?"

"Oh?"

The man glanced at Sakurajima Yuki.

"You mean the sea of ​​trees in Aokigahara."

"I'm very sorry, but if you're going to Aokigahara Tree Sea, it's not a good place to travel."

"Is there a problem? It says that the sea of ​​trees is the best scenic spot under Mount Fuji. The trees are endless. Walking in it is like going through the fantasy world of Nacia or Lord of the Rings."

The man's fingers traced the sentences in the travel brochure, his voice was gentle and friendly, making people unable to help but let go of their guard and want to get closer.

"Indeed, as you said, the scenery of the sea of ​​trees is very good."

"But tourist brochures don't tell the whole story."

Sakurajima paused.

"You probably don't know that there is another name for Aokigahara Tree Sea."

"what?"

"Forest of Suicides."

Sakurajima Yuki introduced.

Of course, it is impossible to publish the travel brochure in all situations, and there will only be content that is beneficial to the business of the scenic spot. Obviously, a name like Suicide Forest will definitely not bring the slightest benefit to the sea of ​​trees.

Sakurajima Yuki knew this well.

When did it start?
Can't remember.

Maybe it's because Aokigahara is too big, even if a person dies, he won't be found.

It may also be because the sea of ​​trees is located under Mount Fuji, which has special meaning to the people of this country.

Gradually, more and more people choose to end their lives in the sea of ​​trees in Aokigahara.

At most, within a month, the police could find more than 200 corpses in the sea of ​​trees.

As a result, the fame of Suicide Forest is growing.

This sea of ​​trees is also shrouded in an ominous atmosphere. Many people think that Aokigahara is a cursed land.

"I see."

"That's what Suicide Forest means."

"So, if possible, you should not go to the Sea of ​​Trees."

"it is good."

Man closes travel brochure.

"Speaking of which, Ms. Sakurajima, you seem to know the sea of ​​trees very well."

"This, because I joined the ghost story club when I was in college, and I have dabbled in ghost stories around Tokyo."

"No wonder."

The man said with a smile.

"Miss Sakurajima is going back to Tokyo to study?"

"No, I'm going for an internship."

The two chatted, you said something to me, time passed slowly.

Sakurajima Yuki felt very strange.

Obviously, Lu Sang was just a stranger he met during the trip, and he had never met him before, but when he chatted, Sakurajima Yuki felt at ease as if he had been friends with him for many years. Although this traveler from the Far East seldom spoke, his Eyes, his smile and body movements, all told Sakurajima Yuki that he was listening carefully.

It's been a long time since Sakurajima Yuki had such a relaxed chat with someone.

As we talked, even the haze that had shrouded my heart in recent days dissipated a little.

It got dark.

The sound of the train clanging and clanging was ethereal and quiet.

Somehow, at the end of the chat, the topic returned to the original place.

"In a forest, there are so many people committing suicide."

"Lu Sang, do you think it's strange?"

"It's always wrong to give up life easily."

"But, Lu Sang, if a person has nothing to miss about this world, doesn't he even have the right to die?"

"Will there be such a person in this era?"

"No matter what era there will be."

The topic ends here.

They each do their own thing.

The seat opposite was always empty, and the carriage was not full.

Sakurajima Yuki looked out the window.

It would be nice if the rails broke here.

She thought suddenly.

In the next second, he blamed himself for having such an idea.

I was so cruel.

There are so many people, everyone has relatives, friends, and people who care about and care about themselves.

They are all different from me.

Sakurajima Yuki's thoughts drifted away.

Burst wine bottle.

Cursing, screaming, red blood.

"She heard someone outside talking.

"If you don't pay the money, just wait for death!"

"Let me tell you, you seem to have a daughter who is studying in Tokyo!"

"That kind of film, you know, how about it, do you want to try it?"

Sakurajima Yuki felt as if she was about to suffocate.

She heard her father and mother discussing in a low voice, who should sell her daughter to?

Sakurajima Yuki was so tired and drowsy.

The radio woke her up.

A low man's voice.

"Sorry to bother everyone."

"Is such that."

"I planted a bomb on the train!"

Suddenly, the air in the compartment froze.

The sleepiness of the passengers was gone.

They looked at each other in blank dismay, as if they hadn't recovered from the explosive broadcast content.

But in the next moment.

Screams came and went.

Panicked emotions appeared on everyone's faces.

"What a joke!"

"Is today April Fool's Day?"

"Damn it, even if it's a joke, it's too much!"

This is a matter of course. People often react in disbelief when encountering unexpected events beyond imagination.

Until the gunshots exploded.

Then there was screaming.

The carriage was silent again.

It was dark outside, and my heart was pounding.

They didn't dare to move, and watched the broadcast intently.

"I'm really sorry, everyone."

The man on the radio was crying and seemed to blame himself.

Passengers just feel creepy.No one doubted that the broadcaster was a lunatic.

"Better take my word for it."

"It's not a joke."

"Really Sorry.."

The broadcast was quiet for a few seconds.

"Speak up."

"Why do you have to die?"

"I don't know either."

"Anyway, people like me can't do anything well. If it's trash, it doesn't matter if you die."

"That's right, that, if you go on the road alone, you will probably be very lonely."

"So please come with me..."

"The bomb will detonate in half an hour. If you have any last words, please take advantage of this time to write them down."

"That's all I want to say."

"Goodbye, gentlemen."

The radio is off.

This time the carriage was quiet for a long time.

People finally came to their senses.

Someone sobbed softly.

Someone called his family with trembling hands, and the phone fell to the ground.

Someone got up cursing and walked towards the front compartment.

Sakurajima Yuki watched all this quietly.

She is the only one who can still keep calm.

The other is the traveler next door.

"Would you like tea cakes, Lu Sang?"

"Miss Sakurajima is very calm."

"What if you don't calm down about this kind of thing?"

"I'm just a girl, I've never been in a fight, and I don't know anything about bombs or anything."

"That makes sense."

Lu Sang was eating tea cakes.

"Speaking of which, I wanted to ask just now, did Ms. Sakurajima make this tea cake herself?"

"How did you find out?"

"The packaging is not like the ones sold in stores."

Sakurajima Yuki smiled.

This is the first time he laughed.

"Tea cakes were taught to me by my deceased grandma."

"Sorry to remind you of something bad."

"No, Lu Sang."

Sakurajima Yuki shook her head.

"It's nice to think of grandma."

"If you don't mind, can you tell me?"

"what?"

"Your grandma."

Sakurajima Yuki pondered for a moment, the corners of her mouth turned up unconsciously, with a warm smile.

"If Lu Sang doesn't dislike it."

she said softly.

"My grandma, she."

This is on a time-bombed train bound for Tokyo.

Some are sad, some are hopeless, some are angry.

But there is such a boy and girl, different.

Yuki Sakurajima laughs and tells about her grandma.

The warm past is like a fairy tale.

Travelers from afar listen quietly.

It was as if the road ahead of the train was about to be cut off, revealing a bottomless abyss that would eat up the entire train.

Before that, I have to wait for Sakurajima Yuki to finish her story.

The commotion in the carriage suddenly boiled.

There is only one minute left.

It seems that there is a tick-tick countdown ringing in the ears of every passenger.

Some religious believers knelt on the ground, crossing their chests, praying for miracles from the gods.

There are mothers holding their children, and young couples hugging each other tightly.

Sakurajima Yuki stopped talking.

She silently watched everything that was going on in the carriage.

At last the eyes fell on the praying man.

"Do you believe in miracles?"

Sakurajima Xue heard Lu Sang say to herself.

Miracle?

Sakurajima Yuki suddenly wanted to laugh.

Since grandma passed away, she has been unlucky until now.

Such Sakurajima Yuki really wanted to laugh when she heard the word miracle.

She also really smiled.

"I don't believe it."

she says.

"I don't believe it either."

Surprisingly, Lu Sang's answer was actually this.

Sakurajima Yuki looked at the man next to her in a strange way.

"Those who believe in miracles always pin their hopes on others."

"Compared to this."

"I prefer to hold fate in my own hands."

The man said such arrogant words in a natural tone.

Arrogant like the protagonist in the anime.

It's really secondary to say something like this.

But for some reason, when Lu Sang said it, Sakurajima Xue felt it was natural and appropriate.

But, holding on to fate or something...

Sakurajima Yuki came back to her senses, and the corners of her mouth curled up, she was laughing at herself.

Really, how could she believe such words.

Who wouldn't say big words.

Hold tight to fate or something, it's so powerful, why don't you just dismantle the bomb!

Sakurajima Yuki who thought this way changed his expression.

"Where are you going?"

Sakurajima Yuki said to Lu Sang who got up.

"bathroom."

Lu Sang said.

Yuki Sakurajima hesitated to speak.

She wanted to say that she was going to die in a few minutes, why do you still have time to go to the bathroom.

But after thinking about it, he was right. After all, he was going to die in a few minutes. It was normal to go to the bathroom before dying, wasn't it?

Ying Daoxue saw Lu Sang walking towards the next carriage, passing by a praying man who was kneeling on the ground, Lu Sang helped him up and said something.

What is Lu Sang talking about?

Sakurajima Yuki thought.

Lu Sang's back disappeared at the junction of the carriages.

Sakurajima Yuki supported her head and looked out the window.

She is calm.

There was nothing in my mind, it was clean.

Immediately to die.

Sakurajima Yuki knew this clearly.

However, there was a sudden moment, probably in the reflection of the window glass, and he saw only himself, without Lu Sang.

Sakurajima Yuki suddenly felt lonely.

There was no reason for the sudden loneliness, and she was submerged like the sea.

In the past, Sakurajima Yuki just thought that if she died, it would be fine if she died quietly alone, so as not to cause trouble to others.

But now, she misses Lu Sang crazily.

I miss this man I only met once.

It would be great if Lu Sang was there when he died.

She kind of doesn't want to die.

Sakurajima Yuki remembered a sentence that Dazai Osamu sorted out.

I thought I would die this winter, but recently I got a set of hemp kimonos with mouse gray pinstripes, which are suitable for summer, so I'd better live until summer.

Sakurajima Yuki thought, it would be fine to wait until Lu Sang came back to die.

Pity. ,

Suddenly a thought arises.

In other words, Lu Sang went to the bathroom for a long time.

Wait... so long!
Sakurajima Yuki opened her eyes wide.

The carriage began to slowly quiet down.

People suddenly realized one thing.

They looked at each other, eyes wide.

They picked up their phones and watches in disbelief.

They blinked and checked the time with the person next to them.

The ecstasy of the rest of their lives appeared on their faces.

Someone wept with joy.

"Great!"

"Survived!"

"that is really good!"

Some passengers threw their hats high.

5 minutes have passed!

No, now, 10 minutes are almost over!
The bomb did not detonate!

It doesn't matter what happened, prank or whatever.

They survived!

Sakurajima Yuki was also infected by joy and showed a big smile.

But it's weird.

I survived, why should I be happy?

After thinking about it, Sakurajima Yuki felt relieved.

In this case, Lu Sang would not have to die.

I can still see Lu Sang again.

That's great.

The radio was turned on again, and the buzzing electric sound was like a thunderbolt. The joyful smile froze on the face, and the passengers held their breaths, and the haze climbed up in their eyes.

Suddenly a terrifying thought appeared in everyone's mind.

They almost fainted with fright.

Could it be... In fact, the bomb is still there, but that nasty demon delayed the detonation time with the evil intention of playing with them!
Until a gentle young man's voice came from the radio.

"It's okay, it was just a joke just now, and I'm really sorry for causing trouble to everyone."

The passengers let out a long sigh of relief.

Some people scolded the civil servants loudly, and it was more about the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

Sakurajima Yuki sat, out of tune with everything around her.

She saw the believers in front of them kneeling on the ground, praying devoutly to the radio, with tears streaming down their faces.

There was only one thought left in Sakurajima Yuki's mind.

It's Lu Sang!
this voice...

Can't go wrong!
It's Lu Sang!

(End of this chapter)