It was Alpha pheromones. But how could there be an Alpha in this wilderness? Si Nan looked around. The open space was lit by car headlights, with people preparing to spend the night gradually getting into their vehicles. “Are you okay?” A female voice suddenly sounded from behind. Si Nan turned around. Chun Cao was looking at him curiously. “…Did you smell anything?” “No,” Chun Cao sniffed hard, then her gaze became blank, her expression subtly changing. The next second, Chun Cao sneezed so powerfully it could shake heaven and earth, instantly spraying Si Nan all over. “It must be the smell of rotting corpses!” Chun Cao embarrassedly rubbed her nose, turning red as she pushed Si Nan towards the car: “Quick, go back and sleep, don’t worry about it! Go!” Si Nan looked slightly puzzled and was forcibly pushed back into the biochemical vehicle. · That night, the special forces were divided into three shifts. Chun Cao and Ding Shi were on duty until midnight, Yan Hao and Guo Weixiang took over until three, with the last shift from dawn being Zhou Rong and Zhang Yingjie.
The rear compartment seats were lifted, with several special forces soldiers lying haphazardly, snoring. He felt someone close beside him and, in the light from the car’s exterior, saw it was Si Nan.
Si Nan, with lowered body temperature in his sleep, unconsciously moved closer to the heat source, wrapping one of Zhou Rong’s arms around himself, his deep, steady breaths softly hitting Zhou Rong’s shoulder. Zhou Rong was somewhat dazed.
Zhou Rong raised his hand and brushed Si Nan’s stray hair behind his ear. Just then, footsteps sounded outside, and the car door was gently opened.
Zhou Rong immediately closed his eyes, feigning sleep. A few seconds later, he felt someone enter the car, almost silently crossing the makeshift beds, stopping in front of them. The person bent down, carefully lifting Si Nan’s hand.
Si Nan, having taken sedative-containing fever medication, didn’t wake up, only mumbling and turning over. Zhou Rong lay motionless and finally heard the person speak softly:
“Thank you for saving my life.”
—It was Yan Hao. Zhou Rong’s heart slightly trembled, his eyes almost imperceptibly narrowing.
