After ordering, Xiao Yang leaned back in the back seat and closed his eyes.

The dream just now seems so real, and the middle-aged man in the dream, no doubt, is his father.

It's just that Xiao Yang didn't see his face in his dream. Think of it, I haven't seen my father for more than ten years. In my mind, the impression of my father has long been blurred.

Three off-road vehicles continue to drive deep into the mountains.

An hour later, it was completely dark, and the motorcade turned on its lights and continued along Panshan Highway.

But the more you drive inside, the worse the road is....