She was the only one in the car.
A large branch suddenly hit the car window, and Julieta was shocked, and the soul lost in the book was frightened back. She took a deep breath, more like a gasp from a cut-off breath, trying to calm herself down. A man walked in, carrying a simple carry-on bag, a dark gray woolen coat over his arm, a black turtleneck sweater, short brown-black hair, and a gray beard.
He sat down across from her and said, "That branch is impressive."
"Are you scared?" Julieta nodded.
"Are you traveling alone?", "Yes"
"When I saw you, I thought, we can be company for each other"
"You don't want to talk?"
"What a pity" After
being frightened just now, Julieta wanted to go back to the book , she didn't want to get into a conversation with anyone at all. And the way he looked at her made her uncomfortable. So she said sorry, got up and left to go to the dining car, the eyes behind the man's golden frame were calm, watching her, watching her leave.
Julieta saw him as soon as he stepped into the dining car. When she saw him, a running deer appeared outside the car window. Very close to the car window. A deer with a huge body and flying horns chased the train for unknown reasons in the middle of the night on the cold snow field.
Heart shakes. She wasn't ready.
Just as she didn't expect to witness a dream-like scene with him on the cold night field next to the moving train. But she met him, and they were bound to get close. His name is Xoan Feijóo, and he lives by the sea fishing for a living. His parents left him a house by the sea. He is married and his wife has been seriously ill for many years. Julieta told him that she was a substitute at a middle school, teaching classical philosophy.
After some conversation, the train stopped at the station, Xoan suggested to get off and walk around, Julieta stayed in the dining car because she didn't bring a coat and continued to read. A few minutes later, the train started again, but it didn't take long for it to brake suddenly, and all the passengers were alerted. "Did I hit a deer, I saw a deer running close to the train through the window," someone asked. bad feeling. Julieta ran back to her box.
The middle-aged man was not in the box, but his travel bag and dark gray coat were left on the seat. She panicked, subconsciously approached the travel bag, opened it, and there was nothing inside. A more terrifying premonition struck, she ran to the exit of the carriage, and the snow at night reflected the lights cast from the train. Several railwaymen and Xoan, a man talking in the dining car, were walking in the snow carrying a stretcher with a white cloth on it. She felt dizzy, and her feet fell uncontrollably.
Xoan looked up and saw Julieta at the door of the train. She was rushing out of the car. Xoan stopped the stretcher in his hand and walked towards her, preventing her from approaching.
"Is it a deer?"
"What did you say, no. Get in the car, it's too cold here, you'll freeze."
"It's him. Black sweater, glasses..." She trembled all over.
It was the middle-aged man who appeared in front of her when a branch of unknown origin smashed into the car window. Tried to talk to her, but she refused. She abandoned him. Then he died. He committed suicide. She couldn't believe it, tears welling up in her eyes.
Julieta thought it was her turning away that made the man finally make up his mind. Or he had already decided, but in the last time he passed away, it was her who gave the last strong evidence: indifference. No nostalgia. Xoan tried to reassure, "It's not your fault."
"He wanted to talk to me, I said no, but I didn't know he was so uncomfortable..."
"Any girl would do it like you."
"But I should have noticed... Why is his duffel empty?"
"Because he decided early on that he didn't want to be noticed. Not because of you, no one is to blame for refusing to talk. You are so beautiful."
In the carriage where death and love came at the same time, they lay side by side, unable to sleep. If you just look at each other and be at peace with each other, it will be like a mountain facing the clouds and water around the mountain. But irresistible, they had to get close. The train windows at night can't see the scenery, only their bodies are hidden. In the roar of the train, surrounded by the night, their deep passion ignited by accident or fate burns.
One stormy night, the wind whistled across the snow-covered ground, and the train slid across it. Twenty-five-year-old Julieta fell headlong into her own destiny. This is the beginning of love. From that moment, they decided to ignite each other and burn each other. This fireworks, the heat of confrontation with the coldness of the world, will warm the soul and body, illuminate the way, and let you engrave my face in your heart. But it will eventually burn out. A flower decides to open, and it must understand that it will wither one day. No more peace, inevitable harm, leaving dazzling dazzling, this is the price that love needs to pay.
Odyssey did not choose youth and immortality, and decided to continue to drift on the sea, going through hardships and fighting with mortal and fragile flesh, to return to the island called Ithaca. She tells the children about the sea legends of Greek heroes in class. Xoan remembered the school where Julieta's temporary substitute was, and wrote to her that there would be a storm at sea today and he would not go out to sea. He imagined her sheltering from the rain under the eaves, and the eaves where she could shelter from the rain was his home. That was him calling her to come, so she came.
Xoan's wife died of a serious illness for many years, and he had a housekeeper, and the left corner of his mouth was tugged on his long, shriveled cheeks by something. She told Julieta, staring one big and one small, that Xoan's wife had been seriously ill for many years and that he had had an unusual relationship with Ava, a sculptor who lived with him in the fishing village. And that was the reason why, years later, before the storm came, she turned away. Xoan wanted to say something to her, everything would be fine. And Julieta chose to flee.
She wasn't ready at all. Nor does it know that a storm will come to sea, and that her husband Xoan will be buried in this unannounced goodbye with all his unease haunted by ups and downs on the fishing boat.
The husband looked at the face she turned away. The middle-aged man on the train watched the face she left. In the end, it became Julieta's face, a face that was beautiful but beaten by the years, watching her daughter Antiia leave. She didn't know it would be a near-forever departure. The absence of her daughter filled her with everything and destroyed her.
Fortunately, not all goodbyes are forever. Later, her daughter Antia, who had been missing from her life for many years, finally sent a letter with an address on the envelope, and Julieta drove to her with her lover, Lorenzo. It doesn't matter anymore, if we can meet again, she said to Lorenzo, she doesn't ask why, as long as she can accompany her.
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