Summer lengthened the daylight, the sun was on its last gasps.
The sunset reluctantly dragged the buildings and trees into lengthy shadows, coated in golden twilight, tired, quiet... A car whizzed by, stirring up waste paper and plastic bags on the side of the road, bringing brief uproar to the tranquility.
The Jeep slowed down gradually, finally stopping behind a congested road.
"Lun Ang, Su Man, you two go to the front and see how far the congestion goes." Yan Qingwen instructed them, "If it's not that far, let's move the cars. If it's too long, we'll take a different route."
Uncle Fatty and the woman in the red dress got off the car as per the instructions, each taking a weapon to scout ahead.
Yan Qingwen took out a map to consult; the man and the woman in the back seat also got out of the car, saying, "Brother Yan, we are going to look around nearby to see whether we can find some water."
