Chapter 316

A dream is fleeting like a passing shadow, and a mirror's reflection or the moon's image in water is always an illusion. A ray of sunlight pierced through the darkness. Along a narrow path covered with tender grass, several off-road vehicles drove toward a distant hill, following the deep ruts in the dirt. Looking ahead at the village that was now vaguely visible, a young man sitting in the front passenger seat was toying with his phone. A fiery red pair of earphones was plugged into the device. He casually glanced out the window and said, "Mom, we're almost there." With that, he looked back at the game screen on his phone, his fingers swiping nimbly. "Though there are quite a few people up ahead. Should we drive right up?"