In A Fate Where Lies Ahead (VIII)

There was something wrong according to its purpose, 

They might never know what was it, 

But I am sure that they could do it, 

As long as they stood still with their plan. 

***

THE YEAR 1904, a century away from the present time. 

He was flabbergasted as he felt something about what he was wearing. He observed it and asked himself, "What am I wearing...?" 

He held onto his hair, making the people that were waiting for the bus giggled around. They were looking at this person that must have lost his wits. Xiaojun also took some time to feel his hair. It was filled with hair tips. There was no baldness in it. 

Xiaojun took some time to stand up while the people around the area gazed at him skeptically. He was trembling, the nervousness couldn't be eradicated in his face. He was in a state where all the talks of the people dissipated in the air. 

What is he even doing here?