Si Nan smiled, pulling the cabin door closed. At that moment, looking past the runway, he saw a car’s headlights suddenly appear at the end of the road outside the tarmac’s wire fence, quickly brightening.
A jeep rushed over, suddenly braking at the airport entrance.
The left and right doors were slammed open, and Zhou Rong and General Zheng jumped out simultaneously. General Zheng was older and nearly twisted his ankle getting out.
Zhou Rong didn’t think twice, immediately shaking off Zheng’s hand.
“Then saw Zhou Rong brush past him without pausing, directly rushing into the tarmac.
General Zheng was furious, hurriedly chasing, but after two steps, he suddenly trembled: “Ouch, my foot…”
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Shouting, cursing, footsteps… Soldiers gathered from all corners of the tarmac towards the runway, voices echoing through the night sky, but Si Nan remained unmoved. Holding a submachine gun in one hand and the door with the other, his gaze passed over everyone, focusing only on the familiar, breathless figure in the distance.
That was Zhou Rong.
Zhou Rong’s backlit figure was sharp and slender. Though his features were indistinct, Si Nan knew Zhou Rong was looking back at him.
As if separated by an endless starry sea yet close at hand, the sea breeze passed through Zhou Rong’s fingertips and then swept across Si Nan’s eyelashes. Zhou Rong opened his mouth, his lip movements indecipherable. Si Nan shook his head at him.
The noisy voices grew closer, armed soldiers rushing onto the runway, collectively pushing the metal ladder towards the cabin.
Si Nan stood quietly at the cabin door, seemingly unconcerned by the soldiers quickly climbing the ladder. After what seemed like an eternity or just seconds, he saw Zhou Rong finally raise both hands and make a gesture against the backlight –
Go.
Si Nan exhaled softly, the breath condensing into a small, fleeting white mist, then “Bang!” closed the cabin door.”
Bang bang bang bang! Bang bang! Soldiers were pounding on the door. Si Nan locked it firmly, walked through the cabin to the pilot’s seat, and pressed the submachine gun against the pilot’s back of the head: “Take off immediately, don’t force me to turn your head into a tomato…”
Colonel Jin Hua tilted his head, making eye contact with Si Nan.
“…” Si Nan said in surprise: “What are you doing here?”
