Mist

Chapter 48: Who Am I

“What happened to you just now?” Song Qinglan asked.
“I don’t know.” Ji Yushi restored his gaze. His heart was still pounding. He didn’t understand why he had subconsciously followed those people earlier.
If it weren’t for Song Qinglan, he probably would not have been able to board this train.

The two sat down in their seats and the train rumbled on, throwing the strange scene back at the station far, far away.
Song Qinglan had purchased the tickets in a haste so there were only tickets for ordinary carriages available. The carriage at this moment was quite packed with almost no vacant seats left.

People chatted as they stored their luggage away. No one seemed to notice the two young men who were still recovering from a state of shock. There would sometimes be people glancing at them but that was because of their overly eye-catching appearance.
From the neighbour standing outside Ji Yushi’s door early in the morning to Ji Minyue’s appearance and the human wall formed at the station just now, it seemed that a certain part of the world had been touched on by them overnight and it was likely a critical part.

Ji Yushi felt an uncomfortable gaze again. He turned around and saw a male passenger with glasses staring at him.
He looked back at the other person for several seconds, but the other party showed no signs of looking away.

Despite the hustle and bustle in the carriage, Ji Yushi couldn’t relax.
It was even like this on the train.
He attempted to recall where he had met this male passenger, but it was to no avail. His mind was blank.

Song Qinglan said in a low voice, “No need to think. He should be looking at me.”

Ji Yushi turned back. There was some confusion in his eyes along with some traces of panic — Ever since they met Ji Minyue, Song Qinglan had noticed that Ji Yushi didn’t seem quite right and his mental state didn’t appear to be very good.
This kind of abnormality, let alone Ji Yushi, even someone as confident as Song Qinglan held doubts about the reality they were in.
The two had originally thought that they had found a key clue from Chief Wang’s end but they were now encountering something like this. It clearly told them that this wasn’t a simple case of a parallel world or overlapping memories.

Ji Yushi had unconsciously grabbed the armrest until his joints turned white. When he heard Song Qinglan’s words, he finally relaxed his grip, “Looking at you?”

Song Qinglan sat to Ji Yushi’s right. He was too tall and too conspicuous of a target.
He adjusted his sitting posture and lowered down so that the back of the seat blocked him from the other person’s line of sight. Sure enough, the other person immediately turned around and started doing his own thing as if nothing had happened.

“I’m thinking that these people who stare at us must have some form of connection with us. If it’s not you, then it’s me. This place is the city where you live so there are more people looking at you.” Song Qinglan said, “I have probably seen this person somewhere before, but I don’t remember.”

Song Qinglan didn’t seem to be affected much by this and the tone of his speech was the same as before.
He was the same when they were trapped in Runjin Building by the zombies and when they were trapped in the space capsule in the crevice. He seemed like he would never be troubled when put into a difficult situation and that his determination would never be shaken.
What others didn’t know was that Song Qinglan was only like this because he didn’t want to make the other people around him feel more at a loss.
He stretched out his arm, “Pinch me.”

Ji Yushi was confused, “Why?”
Song Qinglan said, “Pinch me to see if it hurts. If it hurts, it’s not a dream.”
Ji Yushi told him, “Cap Song, in fact, there is no scientific basis behind tha—–”