Unknowingly, the sky brightened a little more.
Jiang Yan glanced at the sky, "I feel like, if nothing unexpected happens, we'll see sunlight soon."
Since they left Anming, they hadn't seen sunlight again.
She felt like her body was almost molding.
Ye Qing removed his snow goggles, tilted his head back to glance up, and smirked faintly, "Your intuition seems pretty accurate."
"Miss Jiang, aren't you coming back yet?" Zhang Ruijie, from a distance, noticed the two of them finally stopped removing the ice chains and couldn't help but ask.
Jiang Yan shot him a casual look, "Heading back now."
The sound of engines grew louder and closer, even Zhao Yougong and Zhang Ruijie could hear it clearly.
"So the people from the base are driving to pick us up! Old Zhao, we're going to enjoy some comfort!" Zhang Ruijie was initially wary and puzzled, but soon a hint of a smug smile appeared on his face.
