Finally, the song ended, and the camera once again exited the carriage, slowly pulling away.
This glowing train continued its journey under the sea, its body covered in steel, sturdy and cold, with the passengers inside dim and indifferent.
Yet at the camera's final shot, a multitude of fish swam through the view, vibrant and varied in their colors and forms, so agile and free.
Are the fish trapped within the window's frame, or are humans trapped in their self-imposed cages, a hidden sigh echoed in the darkness.
...
After the broadcast ended, the light and shadows gradually faded, and Blanchi's eyes were already brimming with tears.
"Ugh, so touching."
"Thank you."
Shortly after appreciating Shui Yanqing's new song, the others arrived one after another, and everyone sat together to enjoy freshly baked cookies and snacks before gathering for a game of chess.
"If it weren't raining, I'd want to take a walk outside." Audrey glanced at the weather outside.
