[Hui Ying POV]

'Why do I have such bad luck in my life?'

To prevent robberies and assaults, I have always secured my house very well. I even cut my hair and dressed like a man to avoid furtive glances. I don't consider these precautions to be excessive, since I know from experience how mortal the streets here can be.

These safety measures gave me a sense of peace for my mind; However, apparently, they weren't good enough to confront the dangerous neighborhood in which I live.

I didn't take into account that the thief could be my neighbor. Due to this obvious oversight, I find myself on the ground right now, bleeding to death, while the man anxiously searched for valuables in the house.

Tears spilled from my eyes to the ground. The feeling of blood pooling in my tracheas was horrible, it made it very difficult for me to breathe. The feeling of asphyxia caused me to cough violently, barely managing to eject the red liquid that had accumulated.

Feeling my consciousness beginning to drift away from me, I thought about how quickly it all happened.

I returned home like any other day; and as always, I paid special attention to my surroundings. When I finally arrived at the doors of my house, I already had the key ready in my hands.

But as soon as it was inserted into the door; The next door suddenly opened. I saw how the neighbor who greeted me every morning, ran towards me with a knife in his hands. Everything happened so fast that I didn't even have time to take the stun gun out of my pockets. At that moment, I watched in slow motion as the knife approached the center of my chest.

Excruciating pain made me unable to react to his movements. The man who didn't look very old grabbed me and dragged me into the house, closing the door behind him. After entering, he threw me to the ground and started searching through my belongings. I only could watch helplessly from the ground.

'Why me?!'

'Just a little more.'

I just needed a little more savings to get out of this pigsty. Couldn't he have gone for someone else? Why do you make me suffer more than I have already suffered, God? Does it amuse you to see the desperation and rage on my face?!

My vision has started to get darker and darker; it seems like my time has come. Fragments of memories that I thought I had long forgotten passed in fast motion in front of me. Painful memories flooded my mind like a torrent; Not even by closing my eyes could I escape them.

'I'm sorry, I wish I had done more for you...'

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I felt my consciousness moving further and further away from me; The pain from the stab wound also disappeared as if it had not happened. It seems that my life here is over.

'Goodbye, shitty world.'

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'PLOP'

'PLOP'

'What is this sound?'

I opened my eyelids heavily, as if I had slept a long dream. The light temporarily blinded my eyes, blurring the silhouette of a man I seemed to have seen at that moment. It didn't take long for my vision to clear; In front of me I could see the profile of a handsome man. Seeing his beautiful face, I couldn't look away from his deep red eyes. I felt as if he were bewitched, I thought that eyes as beautiful as those should not shed tears.

I moved my body with difficulty, until I sat upright. I looked around for a tissue to rinse off the red jewelry hanging from his face. Without thinking much, I bit off part of my left sleeve.

All my actions were subconscious, driven by something that I unknown. I didn't pay attention to how easily I tore the fabric, or where I was; the only thing I wanted was to keep the tears away from them.

After tearing off the cloth of clothing, I offered it to him with my right hand. I didn't think much about what to say, the first words that crossed my mind just came out.

"Do you want a tissue?"

The man reacted quickly to my sound, turned towards me and looked at me with those bloody pearls. Despite the tears that continued to fall from his face, I couldn't sense any emotion from his face. Seeing his face, a very distant memory flashed through my head.

"Tisuue?"

'What he ask this question?'

I looked at the 'tisuue' in my hand and realized what he meant. It didn't quite seem like one; It was wet, and it looked terrible. But I thought it would help dry his face. Embarrassed, I responded with faltering words.

"Yes, …, for tears."

"Tears?"

Did I see wrong? It can't be. I have his face in front of me, I could still see how it kept falling from his eyes. Could it be that he didn't realize?

He seemed to react to my words, I saw how he touched his face in search of them. He looked at his hand with the same expression he had before. I swear to God I seemed to have noticed a trace of surprise on his expressionless face.

The man extended his hand and took the 'tissue' I created.

"You …"

'Me? Does he mean what is my name? It's true, I hadn't even introduced myself.'

"I'm Hui Ying, what about you?"

"Me?"

Why do he only ask me one-word questions? Has he still not reacted to whatever caused his tears?

"Yes, it is polite to share your name when the other person has already told you theirs, right?"

"…, yes, I am Hei Xin."

'...'

Did he say that his name is Hei Xin?! The memory that previously passed through my mind flashed again. How small the world is, for me to meet another person with the same name as him.

'Forget, forget, ... It was the past.'

I stopped thinking about it and focused on the present. The first thing is to greet each other.

"Nice to meet you, Hei Xin."

"ehh, …, I say the same."

"Do you know what planet we are on?"

'Could it be that he was dumbfounded by the impact?'

"What question is that? On Earth, where else..."

'Aaah, damn. What the fuck is this.'

A sharp pain filled my head, as if I was being pricked with needles. Fragmented images flashed in front of me, as if I were watching a movie. I couldn't think about the content or meaning of them, the only thing I thought about was when this damn pain would go away.

In that hell, I seemed to feel like something was put in my mouth. I didn't hesitate much, I just swallowed it. In some strange way, the pain slowly disappeared. In turn, memories flooded my head.

'Hadn't I died?'

'Tian Xin?'

'Mo Hei Xin?'

'Am I going to die again?!'