Reincarnation Paradise: Abyss Guardian

Chapter 1

At [-]:[-] in the evening, there was wind, moderate snow, and it was dark.

XH City, District [-].

There are three trams left today.

Under the sparse lights, some passengers stood scattered on the platform that seemed a bit dim because of the surrounding darkness and the crowding of shadows on the track.

Their shadows are hooked and extended, and because they are merged and divided by the undulating terrain and buildings, they look a little weird.

Everyone was wrapped in heavy and bloated winter clothes, and after a tiring day at work, they took off their carefully crafted masks called 'kindness'.

In front of unfamiliar outsiders, it is no longer during the daytime, because of work needs or facing familiar people, the polite and decent manner, the gentlemen and ladies who are always kind to others.

People keep a comfortable and safe distance from each other, stay in one place quietly, repeatedly fiddle with their uninnovative mobile phones, or rest in silence with a blank expression.

With a slightly hunched back and a face so stiff that it is difficult to express, the same signal that strangers should not be approached is emitting from all over the body.

The New Year is coming soon, but no matter whether it is a young or an old face, there is no joy at all. At a glance, there are no facial features, and they are densely filled with the word "tired".

Qiu Ao, who was also waiting for the arrival of the tram, was similar to them, and seemed a little different.

He stood quietly outside the yellow cordon, slightly turned his head to look at the direction the tram was coming, and waited quietly.

The arms hang down naturally, the fingers are curled up, tucked into the slightly longer sleeves, and carried on the right hand. The beautifully packaged red gift box looks a bit eye-catching, attracting the frequent glances of several people.

The scarf and the raised collar of the windbreaker hid most of his face in obscure shadows, only the pair of eyes that were still alive were exposed.

The knit hat crushed the hair, and a few of them were slightly longer and unwilling to stick out from the edge. The hot air from the mouth flowed out from the gap above the scarf and hit the ends of the hair. The hair soon became a ball and twisted Frozen and hard together, scattered scattered on the old glasses frame.

The back of the young man in his 20s is as tall and straight as a poplar. Compared with the figures of other people on the platform who seem to have been crushed by life, they have a certain kind of vigor.

His unique temperament makes him excluded, far away from the crowd alone, and it is difficult to integrate into the circle of this group of frustrated people.

Although they don't seem to be a circle, but when they stay with young people, they can always think of their unbelievable self when they were young, and their terrible living conditions that are irreversibly aging.

ta ta ta

The wind and snow became bigger and bigger as time went by, and more and more people were unable to endure such bad weather in silence. In order not to be frozen, they could only move their bodies.

Either walking in place, or pacing back and forth on the platform covered by light.

Their eyes alternated between the direction of the tram and the mobile phone. Amidst the repetitive and irregular footsteps, although their anxiety was not shown on their faces, it was still obvious.

"Damn weather!"

Occasionally, there is no difference in complaining about the weather, or about the boss, about something, and it does not affect Qiu Ao. His movements are consistent, and his eyes are fixed on the dark distance.

"What are you looking at?"

After everyone was 'forced' to move, Qiu Ao remained motionless. Qiu Ao, who was like a sculpture, was even more eye-catching, and he attracted more attention and discussion.There were also people who were curious about what he was looking at, but they followed the direction of his gaze, and no one saw anything except the endless darkness that seemed to be devouring someone.

"I didn't look at anything, I was just thinking about when the tram will arrive, when will I get home, today is my mother's birthday."

Qiu Ao opened his mouth suddenly, turned his back to the man and answered lightly, making the man who said this just now stiffen.

He didn't expect that he could be heard just by muttering unintentionally, and apologized to Qiu Ao with an embarrassed expression: "I'm sorry, it's just that your posture is a bit strange all the time, and I didn't mean to talk about you... Uh, happy birthday to your mother?"

"Thank you."

Except for some stunned expressions in the small episode, nothing happened. Qiu Ao was no different from before.

"That's too weird."

After the man walked away a few steps, he muttered something again, and then he realized that he raised his chest.

Looking at Qiu Ao, seeing that he didn't respond, he let go of his breath, and hurriedly left.

It's not that Qiu Ao didn't hear what the man said later, but he couldn't find any reason to refute, because even he himself felt a little strange.

In his senses, he was at the very edge of the crowd, almost at the extreme limit that the light on the platform could reach. It seemed that there was someone or something lurking there staring at him, just a little bit staggered. As soon as he looked at him, he felt that the other party was getting closer to him, and the extremely weird feeling made it difficult for him to make other moves.

He had a premonition that if he made any rash moves, something very bad would happen to him right away.

But fortunately, the man's sudden interruption just now seemed to make the other party a little afraid, and the feeling of being stared at was fading little by little.

Qiu Ao clearly felt that the distance between the other party and himself was getting farther.

"Woo~"

The whistle of the tram came from far to near. At 29:[-], the sense of prying eyes in the darkness finally disappeared with this sound. Qiu Ao suddenly relaxed, and his body staggered back two steps uncontrollably. The man dragged his back, and was lucky not to fall, so that he was embarrassed in front of others.

"Thank you."

Qiu Ao reluctantly thanked the man with a smile, but the man nodded indifferently, and kindly persuaded him: "Young people, pay attention to your body."

The creaking sound of footsteps trampling on the snow was endless, and the faces of the people who had been hit by the cold wind for a long time were finally no longer so numb. The joy of going home soon made their faces a little warmer, and even made them The platform seemed to be no longer so cold and dead. It moved slowly, approached the yellow safety line, and waited quietly for the arrival of the tram.

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The tram arrived at the stop, and it stopped slowly under the guidance of the lights.

It is not difficult to see the traces of time left on the car body.

The door opened, and everyone stepped into the warm compartment. After a short boarding time, the door closed and the tram started again. The warm lights in the compartment were many times brighter than those on the platform, which subconsciously reassured the passengers. The seat, the expression is relaxed visible to the naked eye.

Qiu Ao sat near the door, put the gift box that he had been carrying in his right hand on his lap, hugged the gift box with both hands and closed his eyes.His home is not far from the company where he works, but it's not close either. He plans to take a break to refresh himself.

The neon lights passed by quickly, and after an unknown period of time, Qiu Ao was awakened by the announcement sound in the car.

"Passengers, the Ziwei platform is here, please bring your belongings, pay attention to safety, and prepare to get off."

The body stopped with the shaking of the car body, the door opened, and the cold air poured into the car, blowing away his drowsiness a lot. Although he was still a little dazed, he was still awake. He continued to pick up the gift box with his right hand, and rubbed it with his left hand. Head out of the car.

"Sigh~"

After getting used to the temperature in the compartment, Qiu Ao couldn't help shivering when he came out suddenly and touched the outside. He put his left hand on his chest and tightened his clothes, revealing the exquisite and expensive watch on his wrist.

Walking out of the platform, creaking, creaking, creaking, walking through the street that has been covered by heavy snow, the endless whiteness covered up the dirty and dilapidated eyes of the past.The colorful brilliance of the neon lights is still dazzling, and after being reflected back by the snow, it makes the already strange colors even more grotesque, like the works of artists in their later years.

Although it was cold, there were still some people on the street, young men and women laughing wantonly, cursing, or vomiting or crying.The smell on them was blown away by the wind, and it was blown into the noses of irrelevant people, just like the woman bent over and coughing next to her, her vomit corroded the snow, and the sour smell mixed with the strong smell of alcohol , and the same strong and pungent fragrance that makes people sick.

Qiu Ao held his breath and left quickly.

Turning into the narrow alley, it was pitch black. Even though it was the same as the outside, he had walked countless times and was very familiar with the road, but Qiu Ao still had to turn on the flashlight for illumination.

You can go home directly through this alley. Compared with the main road, you can walk hundreds of meters less. The disadvantage is that there are many potholes here, and he doesn't know how the road conditions are under the thick snow.

"Ha~ It's really cold."

Qiu Ao put his hand close to his mouth and let out a hot breath. The wind in the alley was much lower, and the light of the flashlight flew randomly on the wall, street, and sky with the movement of his hand.

吱扭
Qiu Ao suddenly stopped in his tracks, and the sound of footsteps that followed immediately made his heart skip a beat.

run!
Someone is following me!

The alarm sounded instantly, and Qiu Ao didn't hesitate in his movements. The moment he realized something was wrong, he ran immediately, without any fluke at all, without turning his head.

Bang!
Huge force hit the back, even with thick clothing blocking it, the dull pain was extremely obvious, Qiu Ao fell to the ground and lay on his stomach, without the strength to get up, he could only howl in pain, hoping that the other party could See yourself poor and don't do anything excessive.

"Don't bark, or you won't just be asking for money."

The cold touch of the iron knife came from his face, and Qiu Aoqiang's pitiful wailing stopped abruptly. He didn't know if the person pressing on him was telling the truth, but now it was obvious that he did not question the other party's rights.

The opponent's hand touched all the pockets on his body, and his head was pressed on the snow all the time. The knife firmly pressed on his face made it even more difficult for Qiu Ao, who was already terrified, to make any effective resistance.

"Do you have anything of value on you?"

"No, no more..."

"What's in the box?"

"A birthday present for my mother, a bag."

tearing~
Judging from the sound, the other party's method of dismantling the gift box should be quite rough. After a few rings, the bag was thrown next to his head.

The other party's voice was not fierce, and even fell into Qiu Ao's ears, it sounded a little gentle: "Get up, go forward, and don't look back."

The pressure on the back eased, the wallet and presents were thrown beside his head, and the knife on his face was also taken away. Qiu Ao stiffened his body, and only picked up the two bags after hearing the other party's backing away. Standing up slowly, he coughed dryly while covering his chest.

Taking every step, Qiu Ao resisted the urge to turn back immediately.

　Reincarnation Paradise

　　
　
(End of this chapter)