If Xiaodong leaves just like this and returns rashly, in his view, it's a dead end, so the captain wants to step forward.
Whoosh!
The young man pulled out the dagger again and said painfully, "Don't force me, really."
As he spoke, he retreated backward.
No one dared to step forward. If they got scratched now, without a tourniquet and antibiotics, it would be dangerous if the wound got infected.
The captain sighed, looked at the people beside him, and said slowly, "Let him go."
The crowd stopped, watching the young man leave step by step.
In the crowd, two mothers looked at the young man's departing back, feeling inexplicably suffocated and uncomfortable, tears falling constantly.
The sun came out.
The sun rises in the east and sets in the west.
The eastern sunlight shone on the young man heading west.
Giving a sense of moving from light to darkness.
....
Rescue base.
