The Space-Time Express

Someone told Lu Yang that the great ship was called the Ferry of Destiny. At last, he understood the true meaning of his journey through time and space. He gazed through the train window at the distant sky and saw several time airships slowly making their way toward him.

“What exactly do you do?” The man calmly took out his badge. It read “Time and Space Psychology Clinic.” Meanwhile, his wife shouted from the side, “Lu Yang, I'm telling you, that's just how society is.”

If time could flow backward, perhaps we'd only make a mess of the past. Even now, we can't see ourselves clearly: we're still the same failures.

If time could flow backward, he would rather become one half of a pair of twin fish pendants with her: either never to part, or to shatter together.

If time could flow backward, he would rather have listened to her. Maybe it would have been better to be friends!

The southern wind intoxicated the willows along the riverbank, lamenting a heartfelt longing. It was impossible to tell whether it was real or illusory; only the morning dew guarded the sole happiness, falling from the leaves…

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.