"Shirao? Shirao!!"
Zhan Nanjue threw down his e-bike and sprinted towards the direction of the car.
He shouted again and again, but there was no response.
The car's left wheel was deeply sunk in the mud, and Zhan Nanjue yelled frantically, "Shirao? Shirao!?"
He finally ran over, banging on the window, peering inside again and again, finding it empty, no one?
Could something really have happened?
The car was abandoned, and the person was gone!
"Shirao? Where are you? Hurry and speak up!!"
"...I'm here."
A familiar voice came from behind Zhan Nanjue.
He quickly turned around, seeing behind the car a girl covered in mud. Who else could it be but Shirao?
Why was she covered in mud? Did she fall into the field embankment?
"Let me check if you're hurt," Zhan Nanjue hurriedly walked towards her.
"Don't come over!" Shirao quickly gestured, "I'm not hurt!!"
