My abstract plant was exposed by my sister.

In a daze, Grandma held Little Sweetheart's hand and repeatedly told her: "Take good care of yourself when you're away from home. Wear more clothes when it's cold and don't stay up late."

Stop eating takeout all the time, and find someone who loves you to be with you in the future.

Those calloused hands gently stroked her head, their fingertips lingering on her hair for a long time, their eyes already moist.

The little sweetheart closed her eyes tightly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

These tears no longer stemmed from sadness, but from a complete sense of relief in my heart.

She silently told herself: Don't worry, Grandma, I will.

Grandma nodded, smiled, and patted her head. Her figure slowly disappeared into the sunset, like a dandelion seed scattered by the wind, light and warm.

In the living room, Little Sweetheart's tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably, and she looked like she was about to collapse.

But she didn't cry out loud; she just quietly covered her face and kept shedding tears.

Seeing her current state, Lin Muyang thought something was wrong and prepared to go over and check on her.

Just then, Little Sweetheart suddenly opened her eyes and hugged Lin Muyang tightly.

Lin Muyang froze. He looked down at his little sweetheart who was crying her eyes out in his arms, his hands hanging in mid-air, not knowing where to put them.

He glanced pleadingly at Xiao Kui beside him, who was so startled that she forgot to pull him away for a moment.

What a foolish sister.

He sighed and wanted to push her away, but seeing how sad she was crying, and that she was crying because of the test, he hesitated.

He felt he might also bear some responsibility? He hesitated for a moment, then put his hand down. Oh well, consider it compensation for her.

The guy on the windowsill immediately raised his middle finger in the direction of the sweetheart, probably thinking she was taking advantage of Lin Muyang.

The comments section went crazy:

"The sweetheart hugged the expressionless guy!!!"

"The guy with the expressionless face was sexually assaulted!"

"His expression is still blank."

"Middle Finger Guy: She took advantage of you, I'll help you curse her out."

Da Zhuang whispered to Liu Xudong, "Brother Liu, why don't you cry too, and see if Teacher Lin will hug you?"

Liu Xudong: "Get lost."

After a while, Little Sweetheart finally calmed down. She released Lin Muyang, took a step back, wiped away her tears, and apologized profusely with a flushed face.

"Teacher Lin, I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself just now."

Lin Muyang said expressionlessly, "It's nothing."

Xiao Kui finally snapped out of her shock, moved closer to Lin Muyang, and tilted her head to look at him: "Brother, are you blushing?"

Lin Muyang: "No."

Xiao Kui looked closely and indeed there wasn't any. She couldn't help but complain, "So unromantic!"

The live chat commented: "Stadium guy, you're something else!"

"The guy with facial paralysis is definitely got facial paralysis!"

"The guy with facial paralysis: Only experimental data can move me."

Little Sweetheart sniffed, regained her composure, and then recounted her experience with the "bamboo juice."

"I saw my grandma. She talked to me a lot. She told me to take good care of myself and that I must be happy."

As she spoke, she started crying again, tears and smiles mingling on her face at the same time, like sunshine after the rain.

She looked up at Lin Muyang earnestly: "Thank you for making up for my biggest regret of so many years."

Comment: "I cried."

"My sweetheart has truly been healed this time."

"Bamboo juice is so soothing; I'd like to try it too."

Standing to the side, Liu Xudong listened to Xiaotianxin's story, then pushed up his glasses and said with a serious expression:

"This bamboo looks just like the 'Inquiry Bamboo' described in novels, the kind that allows you to 'examine your true self and discover your inner self'?"

And these juices are like an antidote! This is what they mean by "the antidote will be available within seven steps."

It was rare for him to say something so cultured. Everyone turned to look at him.

Dazhuang: "Brother Liu, you're still reading novels?"

Liu Xudong: "...Can't I have my own hobbies?"

Xiao Kui agreed wholeheartedly: "Wenxin Bamboo, that's a good name, very fitting. This bamboo is clearly not the same as Xiangfei Bamboo; it should have its own name."

She turned to look at Lin Muyang: "Brother, what do you think of this name?"

Lin Muyang thought about it and didn't object.

On the other side, Minister Zhao's jeep bumped along the edge of the desert for four whole hours before finally seeing the simple prefabricated houses of the test base.

Since the order came from above to build a camp here, he has sent several groups of people over.

The vehicle quickly stopped in front of the tents at the campsite.

"What's going on?" Minister Zhao pushed open the car door, and dust rushed into his face. He squinted.

A young technician ran over, saluted, his forehead covered in sweat, whether from the heat or from being in a hurry, it was hard to tell.

"Minister Zhao, you've finally arrived." Xiao Li's voice trembled. "Squad Leader Liu and the others... we still haven't found them."

Minister Zhao's brow furrowed deeply: "How long has it been?"

"It's been almost four hours. They should have been back two hours ago according to the plan."

Xiao Li pointed to the rolling sand dunes in the distance:

"They set off at seven in the morning, heading north, saying they wanted to explore that area they hadn't been to before. Before they left, everyone ate the purple tomato you brought, and then..."

"And then what?"

Xiao Li swallowed hard, his expression indescribable.

"Then they felt that their physical strength was invincible. Squad Leader Liu said he felt he could walk to the Tarim River."

As they left, I reminded them not to go too far and not to eat too many tomatoes, but Squad Leader Liu said they knew what to do.

Minister Zhao's lips twitched.

Xiao Li continued, "They had been gone for three hours and still hadn't returned. We tried all sorts of methods, but we still couldn't get in touch with them."

Realizing something was wrong, we first sent out a vehicle and a helicopter to search, but after nearly four hours, we still couldn't find it.

Minister Zhao took a deep breath, the smell of sand filling his lungs. He returned to his car and picked up the walkie-talkie: "Squad Leader Liu, Squad Leader Liu, can you hear me?"

There was only static on the walkie-talkie.

Squad Leader Liu and his team were equipped with Beidou, GPS, and inertial navigation systems, so they shouldn't have gotten lost.

The inability to contact them now indicates an accident on the road; the positioning device and communication equipment may be lost.

Minister Zhao then had enough water and first-aid supplies prepared in the car and went to search for them personally.

The group drove on, venturing deeper into the direction they had been heading.

The driver was Old Zhao, a local man in his forties, with dark skin, squinting at the road, and a cigarette dangling from his lips. He said slowly:

"Minister Zhao, if you continue in this direction, you'll reach an area of ​​shifting sand dunes. You can't drive there; you'll have to walk."

Minister Zhao glanced at the sky; the sun was already setting. "Get out of the car, take water and signal flares, and proceed on foot."

However, after searching for several hours, they still found nothing.

Minister Zhao's mood gradually became irritable. In the desert where the temperature was tens of degrees Celsius, if they couldn't find it soon, it could lead to a major disaster.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind: Lin Muyang. Perhaps he had a solution?

We've tried everything, even the most desperate measures.

Upon returning to the camp, he immediately took out his satellite phone and dialed Lin Muyang's number.