The ferryman hurried away to switch shifts with his colleague.
Sorry, buddy, cover for me, will you? My fate isn't tough enough to withstand this.
"Switch shifts? No, no. You can't just change work assignments whenever you like. Get back there."
The rejected ferryman returned with an ashen face.
Fuck!
Ye Buyu bristled in exasperation. Was that really necessary? They were avoiding her like the plague.
"If you don't want to row, let me do it. Last time was an accident. I specifically learned to row afterward. Trust my skills!"
Trust you, my ass. What skills do you have? Capsizing?
"Please don't. I don't want to capsize again."
The ferryman gripped his oar and carried them into the River of Forgetfulness.
Beneath the cascading aurora, shadowy buildings appeared on the River of Forgetfulness. An endless succession of things played out, scattered chaotically across the river.
What had once been a peaceful resting place for souls had become a gathering place for mirages. Bubbles flew up from the water, reflecting different stretches of the past.
Different bubbles filled the entire River of Forgetfulness. As they flickered and rose and fell, mist invisible to the naked eye flowed from them. Some rose into auroras and drifted away along the Aurora Bridge, while some condensed like dew and fell back into the River of Forgetfulness.
The clashes of thought once submerged beneath the surface emerged, laying everything bare before everyone's eyes.
Ye Buyu felt a familiar rocking beneath her feet. Looking down, she saw colliding bubbles like boiling steam trying to overturn their boat from below.
"Um... the boat's rocking."
This wasn't the first time Ye Buyu had said those words. The ferryman turned back, weary at heart.
"I give up. Could you please not take my boat next time?"
Ye Buyu pointed