"You missed all of that? I find that hard to believe." The fire provided warmth and heat. He never knew Xue Yang can be sentimental of the past. In the meanwhile, he sips from his canteen for the tea he made. "It's the past, Xue Yang, and sometimes I wonder...but we're dead and we can't go back to where it once was." Yi City and their world seem to exist in another universe, another time.

"It's quite different living on the train, don't you think?"