Pluto entangles marriage: this night is not too cold

My name is Gu Anzhi, I am 23 years old and graduated from university.

It is said that the name was given by my father. I hope that no matter what happens in my life, I can deal with it safely.

However, six months before I was born, he passed away in a car accident, and there is not even a single photo of him at home.

If it weren't for my grandfather's house, it would not be far away. Sometimes I really wonder if I don't have a father.

Because of my poor health, I chose to be a subway steward upon my mother's request as soon as I graduated.

I thought my whole life would go on like this, but I didn't expect that my life would undergo earth-shaking changes since the first time I worked the night shift alone.

Many people think that after the subway stops operating, do you still need the flight attendants to go to work?
In fact, everyone does not know, but it is night, which is the busiest time for our group.

According to the usual practice, two people are usually on duty on the platform at night, a security officer and a station attendant. After all, the huge platform is empty at night, so one person seems too weak.

Today is the first time I am on night duty alone. Although I know that there are people watching the surveillance in the car control room all the time, and there are basically no dead spots below, but when I walk through the long corridor with the flashlight and keys, I still can't help but feel a little cold.

My head was filled with supernatural gossip from the seniors, I dare not think about the truth, after all, our station is the legendary Qibaoshan Station, the largest cemetery since the founding of the People’s Republic of China.

Because it is an old station, the lighting is also a bit dim.

I turned around with the flashlight, but I didn't find Ronaldinho's figure. Just as I was about to lift the intercom, the corner of my eye suddenly turned to the end door of A, and there seemed to be a light.

When I got closer, I realized that there was a person squatting inside the Duanmen. His figure was very similar to that of my colleague Xiao Luo.

It's just that the clothes are ancient long gowns, the white neck is wrapped to the feet, and even the hands are hidden.

What is even more strange is that he actually held a white lantern.

The bright light I just saw was the red candle burning in the lantern, dancing wantonly with the wind, dark and inexplicable.

"Xiao Luo?" I called out tentatively, my palms were full of nervous sweat.

He turned around and looked at me slowly.

The eyes that were usually full of sunshine and smiles were hanging from the corners of their eyes at this moment.

His face was pale, and he looked even more pervasive against the red candle.

Seeing that it was me, his chapped lips moved slowly, as if he wanted to say something, but his voice was drowned in the tunnel wind.

I was about to pick up the key to open the door and go in, but I was surprised to find that Xiao Luo in front of me disappeared.

Only the solitary lamp in the sky floated towards me slowly, and an ethereal voice suddenly appeared in my ears.

"Finally found you, Anzhi."

Then the lighting of the tunnel went out in an instant, and the whole world was plunged into darkness.

I subconsciously picked up the intercom and wanted to call the car control room, but found that my body was so stiff that I couldn't move, and the heavy sleepiness hit my mind, and it was so difficult to even open my mouth.

"This time, since you're here, I won't let you go again."

Accompanied by that ethereal voice, the scenery in front of him is constantly changing.

I felt like I was sitting on a train that travels through time and space. One second, I was standing on the subway platform, and the next second, I was in a room surrounded by red.

Vaguely, I just felt that my hand seemed to be being held by someone, but I couldn't see his appearance clearly, and my heart was full of horror, but I could only mechanically walk towards the big bed carved with golden dragon patterns step by step. Go, vaguely, it seems that I still heard that ancient ballad, and it seems that someone is whispering.

It wasn't until I was dragged to lie on the bed inexplicably that I realized that my body had changed at some point, and the bright red wedding gown was particularly eye-catching.

However, I couldn't move, I could only stare at the complicated lines on the roof.

"Hey, I'll be gentle." The weird voice sounded again, and a ray of red brocade fell from the sky, covering my eyes, and I could only see a blurry figure clearly. Slowly press down on me.

In a trance, it seemed to hear the old clock in the station ringing, no more, no less, exactly twelve.