” “Si Xiao Nan, come out right now, I’m not joking, quickly! !” The engine sound grew closer, and the biochemical vehicle slowly drove from the other end of the long street, stopping in front of the fuming Zhou Rong. The window rolled down, with milk powder, candy, and dehydrated cake piled on the dashboard. Si Nan slung a submachine gun, holding a honey jar, his cheeks slightly flushed from eating. Zhou Rong saw the black-red rotten blood on his shoulder, clearly having just robbed a supermarket alone, and immediately exploded: “Unauthorized departure! Disregarding discipline! Comrade Si Nan, if you were a formal team member, I’d beat you up! Did you think about the consequences of leaving without a word?!” Si Nan stared at him coldly. “What are you looking at?! If you’re not willing to be managed, then…” Before Zhou Rong could continue cursing, Si Nan suddenly threw two cigarettes at his face, quickly rolled up the window, and stepped on the gas heading towards the main road. “Hey! Bastard!” Zhou Rong was hit squarely by two soft cigarettes, jumping and roaring behind the car. Si Nan was genuinely angry. Zhou Rong finally ended his resource-gathering trip, driving ahead with a dark face. The two vehicles drove out of City B from the highway, and they returned to the suburban industrial park before dark that evening. “
The biochemical vehicle suddenly sped ahead, turning onto a side road directly towards the fertilizer plant’s rear area. Zhou Rong sharply turned the steering wheel to follow, trailing behind Si Nan. A few minutes later, he saw the biochemical vehicle stop at the back gate of the factory. Si Nan grabbed some food, jumped down, and quickly climbed over the wall. Zhou Rong had Chun Cao watch the car, silently following, taking a running start to leap over the wall, then jumping onto a ginkgo tree behind the wall, sneakily looking down.
Si Nan walked straight ahead, following the overgrown path near the anhydrous ammonia processing plant, towards an abandoned truck garage surrounded by wild grass. A slender figure was crouching on the ground behind the garage’s rear window, turning back at the sound of footsteps, rushing forward with joy. —It was Wu Xinyan. Zhou Rong watched for a while, feeling somewhat unsettled, and let out a long sigh.
