Driver Old Yang nervously looked through the rearview mirror at the lights from several flashlights behind him, and carefully moved the truck closer to the roadside.
He had been driving large trucks for several years now, and making nightly runs was a common occurrence. Under normal circumstances, he didn't need a flashlight to move the truck to the roadside; he could park the truck securely and precisely, ensuring that the wheels were within ten centimeters of the road gutter, even without any light using only the truck's rear lights and his innate sense of the vehicle.
But today's job concerns him. It's more than merely traveling across provinces; it's somewhat against the rules. Looking at the quiet crowd underneath the truck, besides the one directing him into a parking spot, he knows something is off.
