When Sylvia slowly woke up from the dream, she found Francis sitting beside her reading a book.A young woman with dark chestnut hair sat on the railing at the top of the platform, dangling her legs and humming a tune softly.

"He won't come," said Sylvia.

"What?" Francis didn't understand what she meant.

"He won't come," repeated Sylvia, "because he has no soul."

"I know," Francis said, turning a page of the book, "I asked the guiding angels this question, and they said he would come eventually, no matter how many pieces his soul was shattered into, and when he died, his soul They will gradually return to one body and come back here."

"How long will it take?" Sylvia said. "100 years? 200 years? Who knows how to defeat so many of his souls?"

"Don't worry," Francis said with a smile. "It's not that long here. I've been dead for so many years, it feels like a few days."

Sylvia silently looked up at the girl who was singing on the high railing.

"She doesn't remember anything, not even Tony recognizes it," Francis said.

Tony... Sylvia tried to remember, and it took her a while to remember that it was Tony Randall, Elizabeth's brother.

"Is he there?" Sylvia asked.

Francis shook his head.

"After Claudia came, the two of them left."

"Then I'll wait with you." Sylvia said, "We'll go together when Tom comes."

"The guiding angel will give you a choice, have you decided what to choose?" Francis asked.

Sylvia quietly watched the train that was fading away in the distance, her dark eyes were filled with indifferent sadness.

She didn't answer anything.

I don't know how many years have passed, the passengers on the platform came and went, and the three of them were still waiting here obsessively.

A person's life is only a few decades, and waiting for a person, at most a few decades is enough.

However, his life is unlimited.

No one knows when to wait.

But they have been waiting.

Until 1998.

Jonah had told Sylvia that Elizabeth was the longest waiter on the platform and Francis the stupidest person he had ever met.

Life after life, just to wait.

On the day he came there was a strange gale blowing at the station.Jonah told them that it was Tom's ghost returning to its place.

Elizabeth's face was pale.She stood on the platform, clasped her hands in front of her chest, raised her head to look at the changing silver light in the air, with the expression on her face like that of a ridiculous little girl.

Sylvia's heart was also twisted into a ball.

She was scared.

When Tom came in in white, he was still the same as when he died in the car accident.Sylvia was right at the beginning, the mysterious man is not him, but a body, a tool that he forcibly left his soul in the world.

When Jonah talked to him, he kept his head down and answered calmly.Finally, Jonah led him to the people waiting for him. He looked at Elizabeth, at Sylvia, and at Francis, and said indifferently: "I don't know them. Take me away, I don't want to wait for anyone .”

Jonah said: "It's because his soul has been broken for so long that he can't remember even the people he loves the most."

Elizabeth stepped forward and tried to grab Tom's hand, but Tom took a polite step back and said "Sorry."

Francis held the tearful Elizabeth in his arms, looked at Jonah, and said in a deep voice, "The four of us can go."

Before boarding the train to the afterlife, Jonah told everyone that everyone can make a request for the life in the afterlife.But everyone can only talk to him alone, no one can know other people's requirements.

Sylvia said: "In the next life, I will be Tom's only love."

Elizabeth said: "In the next life, I will be Tom's most capable assistant."

Francis said: "In the next life, I will be Elizabeth's only love."

Tom is the last one.He stared at Jonah fixedly, with boundless sadness and loneliness in his dark eyes.

Tom said: "I want a happy family, with my parents growing up with me."

Jonah was writing in his notebook with his pencil. When he heard Tom's words, he paused, looked up and asked, "Is this the only thing you want?"

Tom nodded and said seriously: "Yes."

Jonah wrote down Tom's request in his notebook and sighed deeply.

He quietly watched the four people board the train to the afterlife.

The cycle of destiny is endless, and love and hate are the fetters of life after life.

I once had a fateful ride with you.Even if it is forgotten, there is no regret.

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