After a bumpy ride, racing into the night under dark skies, they finally arrive at a military camp late at night. Upon disembarking, the faint sound of wolves howling can still be heard, somewhat taming the excitement of the group and restoring their calmness.
The weather on the grasslands at night is a bit chilly, so Zhou Jiao puts on a coat and follows everyone. Except for the campfire on the empty land ahead, there isn't a soul around for ten miles, the darkness eerie and unsettling.
The rough road had the car shaking and rattling, making them feel like their bones might crumble. She moves her hands and feet and finds a spot close to the fire to sit down.
Inside, soldier brothers call out for everyone to come in and rest. She checks the time, stubbornly staying on the ground without blinking an eyelid. As it turns out, not only are she and her husband staying put, but many of their companions in high spirits are also gathered around the campfire, chatting away.
