“I was wrong, I truly didn’t mean it. After 118’s disbandment, they gave us new dog tags, and I kept the old one as a lucky charm. One night, during the chaos, I somehow lost it… Hey, Si Xiaonan, listen to me, do you want water? Let me tell you a joke. Once there was a mute person, he…”
Si Nan’s rationality snapped.
Yan Hao screamed as he was pressed to the ground, Si Nan gripping his neck, saying coldly, “You’re about to become a mute yourself.”
Chun Cao and Ding Shi each held one of them, using tremendous effort to rescue Yan Hao from Si Nan’s grip. Si Nan was exasperated, holding the dog tag and shouting, “If you’re White Eagle! I’ve already broken your leg! And you!
“
Chun Cao quickly hid behind Yan Hao. Si Nan demanded, “Who said Yan Hao was dead? Your eighteenth birthday gift is gone!”
Chun Cao immediately protested loudly, “You only asked if Big Ding was alive. How would I know why you didn’t ask about Yan Xiaohao! And you never planned to give me an eighteenth birthday gift anyway!”
Si Nan knew he was in the wrong and sat back down, a hand pressed against his throbbing temple.
“Okay, okay, don’t be angry,” Yan Hao suppressed his laughter and tried to mediate, “Dog tags are supposed to be worn on the chest. It’s normal to think I was eaten by zombies and it fell to the ground… By the way, Si Xiaonan, I didn’t know you didn’t want me to die. I heard you talking on the tree and was really, really touched…”
“Too late,” Si Nan said coldly. “I cried holding your dog tag in the camp for half an hour, but you couldn’t hear it.”
Yan Hao was instantly stunned, his face showing “What did I miss?!”
Si Nan ignored him, pulling out a waterproof layer from his soaked backpack and firing a signal flare into the sky: “Let’s go. Find a place to hide nearby and wait for the main force.”
Chun Cao recounted their encounter with Tang Hao and his escape by falling into the river. Everyone began to pack up their pitiful temporary camp. Si Nan’s assault rifle had also fallen into the river. “
