It is strictly forbidden to pay for the ticket after getting on the bus

"1 and seven days,"

Bai Jue wrote these words in the diary, flicked the water-based pen in his hand twice, and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

The ink-colored eyes add a touch of mysterious calmness and indifference, and there is less than half a centimeter of ink left in the refill.

The tip of the pen hung a little above the paper, hesitated for a moment, and still wrote a line of scrawled words:

"It's still blizzard weather."

"Buzz-buzz-"

The roar of the train began to reverberate in the silent atmosphere, separated by the thick iron sheet, with a bit of indistinct instant cold water vapor, like an invisible death scythe, blocking the way of life from all directions.

People in the train who closed their eyes and rested their minds opened their eyes involuntarily when they heard this voice.

The air seemed to be condensed in a dead silence.

This is a closed carriage, which seems to have wiped out all the happiness and hope in the world, leaving only fear and despair spreading endlessly, like the tide in the darkness, drowning people silently.

The speed of the green-skinned train gradually slowed down amidst the rumbling sound. Bai Jue wiped the moisture from the glass window, but he could only see a vast expanse of whiteness. If you live, it will be quickly taken care of by the temperature in the car, and it will evaporate into water droplets, and the tentacles will feel cold.

The tireless train in this vast snowy day is like the one in Snowpiercer, separating the two worlds.

But Bai Jue knew that not long after the train stopped, the inside of the carriage would be completely frozen like the snow outside the window.

Waiting for the first ticket to 'unfreeze' it.

Let out a breath of white air, the temperature inside the compartment has already begun to drop.

Waking up the person who was curled up on the bed next to him, Bai Jue grabbed a thick coat and handed it to him, saying softly, "It's time, it's time to get up."

"...um... the train is about to stop?" The voice from the quilt seemed to be stuck in his throat by something.

Bai Jue stared at the snow scene outside the window, as if he could hear the wind getting louder and louder outside even in the carriage.

"Well, the environment of this snowstorm should not change."

The person on the bed frowned, sat up reluctantly, his face was pale, the soft quilt was half wrapped around his body, and he muttered while dressing slowly.

"Ah, such a cold weather is really disgusting, maybe I have to freeze to death outside, has the difficulty increased..."

Bai Jue didn't speak, the strong light reflected from the snow made his eyes sore.

He withdrew his gaze and reached out to smooth out a small wrinkle on the collar of the person in front of him.

The two were very close to each other, breathing intertwinedly, but neither of them spoke.

At this moment, with a loud bang of "铛——", the train stopped moving.

As if in the silent moment after the atomic bomb explosion in the documentary, the whole world is silent.

Then, a mechanical and cold voice came from the horns of each carriage of the green leather train, like a death sentence.

"Dear passengers, the train you are taking has entered the station. Please take your belongings and get off from the designated door. This train stays for seven days. Please don't be greedy for the scenery along the road. Keep your ticket and return on time. Let's start our next journey." One journey. Warm reminder: It is extremely irresponsible to pay for the ticket after getting on the bus, please do not try it. Finally, I wish you a pleasant journey..."

"...May the opportunity be with you forever." Imitating the last sentence on the radio, Bai Luochuan curled his lips in disdain, "Is there something new in this day-to-day life?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of mechanical friction, which seemed to be from a long time ago, and the door was a bit bulky.

The rusty "呲呵" sound was a bit harsh, and the rusty train door slowly opened.

Biting wind and snow poured in from the outside, and it seemed that a little carelessness could freeze the body and soul into nothingness.

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Bai Jue's first day on the train

"Fuck! I'm dreaming, this dream is too fucking imitative, awesome brother..."

"I'll go. There are so many newcomers here. I don't know how many people will die on the next platform."

"This train is still fucking endless! One batch dies and another batch dies. Does it mean that we have to live this kind of fucking life like a beast forever?"

"Fuck, how do I know, I don't want to live on the train, then you can find a fucking house outside on the next platform, don't come up again, anyway, you can have a house here without a ticket, than you The dilapidated rental house in this world is much better, it’s the neighbors who are going around... But I can’t tell what it is hahahahahahahaha..."

"Wait, big brother, I'm a little dizzy, this...isn't it a dream?"

......

Bai Jue is angry about getting up, and this anger is not too small. At least his assistant will be in a state of trepidation within half an hour after Bai Jue wakes up, for fear that if he is not careful, he will be used by Bai Jue to sacrifice to heaven. .

But in the subconscious mind of his half-dream and half-awake brain, he felt that this was not the environment he was familiar with, where he could get angry in bed at will.

The bed sheet under her body was made of cloth, which was more than a little rougher than the one at home.

Rubbing the back of the hand twice can still feel the fine gravel.

The bed seems to shake slightly, and the shaking is quite regular, suitable for people with long-term insomnia.

But the surrounding noise is a bit too loud, and the sound insulation effect of the room seems to be not very good...

Wait, room?which room?

Bai Jue opened his eyes suddenly, turned over and sat up quickly, his face was blank.

Then his expression turned cold immediately.

This is where?

Facing it is a small glass window, the kind that can be pulled up.

Some of the green paint on the window frame has peeled off, and the exposed iron frame is full of rust, and it feels like a lot of small iron filings can be wiped off with a hand.

The sky is already bright outside the window, and you can see the pastoral scenery of the suburbs passing by. If you look closely, you can find many one-story houses, like houses with a sense of age in the alleys of the old city, with green bricks and green tiles, and little smoke. It is a certain village.

This is on a train?

Bai Jue immediately understood where he was now.

But he clearly remembered that after the video conference the night before, although he drank some red wine to relax his nerves, he was a little drunk...

But it is true that I slept in the bedroom at home, why did I change my place when I woke up?

Still on the train.

If it is someone's prank or revenge kidnapping, it is impossible to carry out such a large project.

Besides, his vigilance is not so bad that he is moved around and still sleeps like a dead pig.

The noise outside the door became louder and louder, Bai Jue frowned slightly, got out of bed, and slowly looked around the room he was in.

The room was very small, only about a few square meters, with a single bed on both sides against the wall that could barely sleep an adult.

Put your hand on the bed and shake it twice, and you can still hear the "creaking" sound of the iron rod.

The quilt on the bed seems to be the kind of marching quilt, but it seems that it has been used too many times, and the army green is a bit gray.

There is an old-fashioned iron ceiling fan hanging on the ceiling of the room. Even if it is covered with a layer of dust, it can be seen that the fan has changed color.

It is really old.

This was the only thought in Bai Jue's mind.

Other than that, there is nothing else in the room.

Looking at the four walls that have lost most of their skin, Bai Jue feels that there shouldn't be any modern things inside.

do not match.

Fortunately, there was no strange smell in the room, and it didn't look like the deserted place where people have lived for a long time.

Although the window was old, the glass on the window looked clean, and the sunlight came in, printing a small spot of light in the gap between the two beds.

There was nothing to see, Bai Jue turned the doorknob and stepped out slowly.

The furnishings outside the door were similar to what he had expected.

Like ordinary trains, there are windows on the opposite side of the door, and there are rooms with closed doors on both sides. It is estimated that there are more than a dozen of them.

Go to the front of the carriage and go to the spacious place, and there is no separate room.

There are leather sofas facing each other on both sides, and there is a small wooden square table in the middle of each pair. The square table is made of mahogany, and there are exactly the same lamps on it, like the green table lamps with pull wires in old Shanghai during the Republic of China.

A group of people were standing or sitting on the leather sofa, talking fiercely, but no one seemed to notice him.

Bai Jue's thoughts were a little out of bounds.

Well, the outside looks quite normal, not only normal, but also quite textured, and it is still the most fashionable retro style at the moment. There is no hole in the leather sofa, and there is no missing wooden table. a leg.

All he knew was that the leather and wood of the sofa and table could almost all go into the auction house.

Don't worry about no one snatching it.

So why is his room so 'old'?

The wall skin is still falling off in large chunks.

Is this discriminatory treatment or class discrimination?

"Hey, handsome guy, are you new here too?" A female voice came from beside him.

Bai Jue tilted his head in doubt, but there was no one.

Bow your head again, oh, people are below.

"Damn, you insulted me! Is there anyone who turns your head like this? You can't turn directly to the lower right where the sound is coming from! You have to turn twice in a row, are you a robot?"

The girl who spoke had a baby face, white and tender, but now she looked more like a steamed bun or steamed bun when she was puffy.

It happened to have a mature big wavy hair, and a few strands of dark blue were highlighted on a closer look.

His age should be above that of a high school student, but he is a little short.

Bai Jue didn't speak, and blamed him for being somewhat uncomfortable facing such a strange scene when he just woke up, and didn't realize that there were people around him.

"It's definitely not because I'm short, it's because you are too arrogant, don't think that you can ignore others just because you are good-looking, I tell you, this place is really a place that depends on strength," the girl said, "Like you Little boy, I'm sure he won't survive..."

Bai Jue lowered his head and glanced at her. The moment his eyes met, Si Qi felt his heart tense, panicked, and his voice stopped abruptly.

After Bai Jue looked away, she quickly realized that the expression on her face was extremely complicated.

It seems too shameless to be intimidated so easily!

But the stamina brought by those eyes is not small, like being caught off guard by seeing the frozen sea in the dark, or like the cold wind carrying ice skates.

I always feel that he will be brutally and mercilessly killed here in the next second.

This is a dangerous and indifferent person, Si Qi made a preliminary conclusion in her heart.

"What look? Are you scaring me? I was frightened..." The murmur, which was five degrees lower, was her last stubbornness!

"I'm not arrogant, it's you who are standing in my blind spot," Bai Jue said calmly, "Besides...you are indeed short."

"...Damn it! Are you the one who hit people like this..." Si Qi said depressedly, and she didn't dare to fight back because of the remaining fear in her heart. Besides, it seems that she was right. …

"What ghost stories are you making up! I don't believe it! I'm going back. Where's the conductor? Where's the steward? Get out!"

"...Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow Please let me go back..."

"What the hell is this place? Where's my phone? You even took my phone! What the hell are you trying to do!"

"...Fuck, why are these people so troublesome!"

"Hey buddy," the baby-faced girl Si Qi tugged at Bai Jue's sleeve, "You're new here too, why didn't you react at all when you entered a strange place for the first time? You're too calm, aren't you afraid? "

Bai Jue pulled out his sleeves silently, and said, "What's the use of being afraid? Let's find out the situation first."

Si Qi clicked his tongue, patted him on the shoulder boldly, gave a thumbs up with the other hand, shook his head and said, "It's amazing, I admire it, I'm a big boss, by the way, my name is Si Qi, you ..."

"Bai Jue."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a muffled sound from the crowd, accompanied by piercing wailing and screaming.

"I've said it hundreds of times, it's none of my fucking business! You're catching me for a fart!"

A burly man pointed at a woman who had fallen to the ground and cursed, with a bloody streak on the back of her hand.

"It's fucking unlucky to be cut by a dying woman..."

Bai Jue frowned, a dying woman?

Hearing this, the woman was too frightened to cry, her face full of horror, she desperately grabbed the man's trousers, and asked incoherently: "...What do you mean? What are you talking about... ..what's dying? Who - who's going to kill me... don't... help! Someone help me..."

The man seemed to enjoy the superiority of having more information. Looking down at the frightened man on the floor, his face was full of flesh and he smiled cruelly. Take a sharp knife.

"Of course you're dying. The train is coming in. If you don't get a ticket, you'll die a terrible death..."