There were no ghosts in this world...
Then what had he just seen?
Lu Xin squatted beside the vagrant's corpse for a while, wondering whether it might come back to life so that he could chat with it, ask why it had been crying so bitterly, and, while he was at it, ask whether it was dead or alive.
But the cigarette he had stuck into the corpse's mouth had slowly burned down to a few glowing embers, and there was still no movement.
Lu Xin sighed helplessly, thinking that it probably wouldn't come back to life.
Feeling rather disappointed, Lu Xin gave up on the idea of shoving it a couple of times to see whether it would revive.
After all, this looked like a pitiful person. It had already died beneath the bridge, and he couldn't bring himself to be too disrespectful.
Dragging his suitcase, he slowly walked out from beneath the bridge.
He had originally planned to hide there for the night, but there was already a dead vagrant there, so of course he had to find another place.
No normal person could remain beneath a bridge for the night after seeing a corpse there, right?
Step by step, he walked out of the underpass and felt that the surroundings had grown even quieter.
It wasn't the kind of silence caused by the crowd dispersing earlier. It was as if the entire city had become empty.
The city's buildings were clearly new, and the streetlights in the distance shone brightly, yet Lu Xin felt as if the city were empty. He couldn't hear a sound, apart from his own footsteps as he dragged his suitcase, its wheels turning noisily, out from beneath the bridge.
His vision was gradually adapting to the faint streetlight outside after the