"I understand." Lin Xian hears this, his heart tightening.
He looks tensely towards the small town ahead, wisps of light fog swirling on the streets, the main street eerily quiet.
The motorcycle slowly moves towards the town, surrounded by emptiness and silence, the engine's hum echoing, the orange glow of two bikes penetrating part of the darkness.
As they get closer, Lin Xian and Kiki become more certain that the town they see is indeed real!
On both sides of the road, various shops and storefronts are identical to those outside in Qingshui Town. Lin Xian paid special attention to some places he remembered, finding that everything matched perfectly - tables and chairs inside, signs, even the positions of manhole covers.
Suddenly, a strange oppressive and fractured feeling surged from deep within.
The one who shares the same feeling is Shu Qin, as they had come during the day once, and seeing such an eerie scene now seemed incredibly strange.
