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Only then did he put down his phone, turned his head to look at the white rectangular mini fridge beside him on the seat, and caressed it lovingly:
"The contents inside this… they could be of great use."
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Mi Country, New Jersey, on the highway.
Lin Xian slowly opened his eyes from the passenger seat and sighed deeply.
Yu Xi, gripping the steering wheel, turned to him perplexedly:
"Why are you awake? You only fell asleep two hours ago."
Lin Xian said nothing.
He watched the yellow sand rise on the highway ahead and the vortex of dry straw and leaves blown by the twisting wind.
In the dream he just had, nothing had changed.
The soldiers were still those fully armed soldiers;
The old man was still that dry, cackling old man;
After all his efforts, he still hadn't broken through the Fourth Dreamland; it was impossible not to feel a bit disheartened.
At this moment,