The night has fallen, the train travels through the darkness, making rhythmic 'clang-clang' sounds on the track.
Inside the train, the lighting is soft and warm.
Qian Lele prefers trains over high-speed railways and airplanes.
The smell of instant noodles, smoke, the sound of playing cards, chatting, in Qian Lele's view, it's a rare sense of humanity in a big city.
Looking out the window, occasional faint glimmers are quickly swallowed by darkness.
Qian Lele has a myriad of thoughts; the journey to Changbai Mountain might be the most fantastical trip she's ever had in her life.
She takes out her portable camera, connects it to her phone, and watches the videos recorded during this trip.
Monkey, the old viper, Ye Fan; as she watches, a smile appears at the corner of her mouth.
Sometimes she really envies such a mysterious world.
At this moment, someone walks up and pats the old man in front of Qian Lele:
"Could you move, please?"
