It's a narrow road ahead, but we'll meet again in this lifetime.

  Xia Menglian was shocked and let out a low cry.

  This cry was like a wake-up call that awakened her own dream. She felt herself slowly waking up, and the scene in front of her also became dimmer and more blurred.

  The young man's figure rushed over hastily, his clear voice calling out in a straight line, "Don't go!"

  "Miss, are you okay? Miss?" A urgent and anxious voice came from beside her ear.

  Xia Meng heard that it was the voice of the uncle from the opposite bed, so she knew that she had finally woken up.

  The light and shadow before my eyes are like a faded film, slowly disappearing from view, dissolving into a pure white mist that drifts away. All I see is the fluttering of golden butterflies in the sky, the bamboo curtain swaying gently, the young man's white socks standing under the eaves, and a glimpse of red lips like blood through the gap in the bamboo curtain.

  "You promised me you'd come back."

  Her voice was so melancholic and sorrowful, like a soft silk wrapping around the cicada, as if unwilling to let her escape from the dream.

  "Ah!"

  Xia Meng's sharp cry pierced the air as she suddenly sat up on her bunk, her eyes locking onto those of the middle-aged uncle across from her, her own face and body drenched in sweat.

  In the carriage, someone was listening to music, and Wang Fei sang eerily: In this life, we meet on a narrow road, but ultimately cannot escape, and suddenly, entwining curves grew from my palms.

  The uncle looked at her anxiously; there were also several passenger faces next to him, all with anxiety. Seeing her wake up, they all smiled, "She's awake. It seems nothing serious happened."

  The train conductor patted her head and said, "Don't worry, everyone, she's cooled down."

  Outside the car window, it was already a dark night, with black mountains and leaves reflecting a silver moon. Xia Meiyan bowed to everyone with embarrassment, "Thank you all, I'm fine now. Please rest assured and get some rest."

  The old man on the mat finally yawned and lay down, his sleepiness murmuring, "...I've been listening to wolves howling for half the night. This desolate forest is really eerie. Miss, you should go to sleep too, or else listening to those howls will give you goosebumps."

  Is it wolf howling again?

  Xia Menglian deliberately took the opportunity to go to the bathroom, stood by the car door and listened for a long time. However, except for the sound of the wheels rumbling and the wind whizzing past her ears, there was no wolf howling.

  Uncle must have misheard.

  Maybe she had slept a lot before, but Xia Mochen was now wide awake. Looking at the sleeping people in the carriage, she slipped under the quilt to play with her phone.

  Fortunately, at this time of midnight, the sweltering heat of the day was swept away, the green car was no longer a suffocating pot for people, and the moonlight flowing through the window gap was like a spring, making her feel calm.

  She casually clicked on two news items: one was about two vicious dogs in Guizhou that had bitten an old man to death, apparently because they were starving and wanted to eat humans; the other was about Feng Shaofeng starring in a movie version of "Wolf Totem", saying that every day of filming with wolves was lived in danger... Reading this made her feel inexplicably annoyed.

  Can't help but put down the phone and look out the window at the world. At this time, the sky and earth are only black and white. Xia Meng couldn't help but think: what kind of animal is a wolf? Is it good or evil?

  If it is said to be good, humanity has always been afraid of it.

  If it is said to be evil, humanity has always revered it nonetheless.

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