The desert is not safe; stay there and keep quiet. We will save you ASAP.

The sound of the saxophone really resembles a human voice, but it still falls far short of being clear enough for people to understand. With subtitles, it might be comprehensible, Li Cu squeezed his brow. Su Wan was still lost in his playing, having played it over a dozen times.

Strange sounds indeed traveled far in the desert. Yang Hao’s English skills were so poor that he couldn’t judge whether Su Wan’s playing was understandable. He was looking through binoculars towards Liang Wan and said, “There’s a response, there’s a response. She’s looking our way.”

Li Cu buried his face in his hands and sighed deeply, preparing to get up and stop Su Wan’s saxophone. Just then, Yang Hao let out a startled cry and rolled down from the sand dune.

“What happened?” Li Cu rushed over. As he climbed up the dune, he saw that it was almost completely dark, and in the white desert illuminated by the moonlight, huge waves were rising one after another.

In the dim moonlight, he could vaguely see some tendril-like vines among the sand waves, occasionally revealing themselves from the sand. Su Wan was completely unaware, still lost in his playing. As the sound of the saxophone continued, those vines moved in a patterned manner.

Many people might think it was like an Indian with a snake, but it was entirely different; the entire desert truly resembled waves. Li Cu suddenly understood why those trucks had been buried in the sand again. Although he couldn’t see clearly, he could observe that all the movements of the vines were near each sand dune.

The saxophone indeed resonated with the dunes, and the result of this resonance was that these vines mistakenly believed that there were creatures moving on all the dunes.

He snatched Yang Hao’s binoculars and looked towards Liang Wan, only to see that she had already collapsed. She had retreated halfway up a sand dune, and the spot where she had been standing, as well as the area around the campfire, was now all covered by sand waves.

“Stop playing!” Li Cu kicked at the sand to stop Su Wan.

The sound of the saxophone came to an abrupt halt, and almost instantly, the entire desert fell silent; the sand waves froze as if the whole sandy sea had been frozen in place.

When Li Cu looked through the binoculars again, it was clear that Liang Wan didn’t know what was happening. Terrified, she watched as the commotion beneath the dune quieted down. She looked around helplessly and suddenly dashed down the dune, running wildly.

On the calm sandy sea, she was the only sound source, and the sand surface behind her immediately began to ripple. Serpent-like trails surged from beneath the sand, chasing after her.

“Damn it!” Li Cu punched himself in the face and charged at Su Wan, shouting, “Play, play your loudest!”

Entrusted with this important task and not knowing what was happening, Su Wan immediately nodded and raised his hand to start playing “Sending Condolences,” a sorrowful tune that should be played on a suona. It was high-pitched and mournful.

Li Cu snatched the submachine gun from Yang Hao and dashed out of the safety circle. He heard Yang Hao shouting at Su Wan, “Can you play something more cheerful?”

As Li Cu reached the bottom of the dune, Su Wan began to play the classic piece “Going Home,” which he had performed at class activities.

Beneath the ring of sand dunes surrounding the lake, there was a relatively flat stretch of sand. It was only after about 500 to 600 meters that the large, undulating sand dunes began. Because of Su Wan’s saxophone, all the vines were concentrated at the base of the dunes, and Li Cu felt that this flat sandy area was relatively safe.

As it turned out, feeling safe was just an illusion.

Li Cu dashed forward for twenty or thirty steps, and the sand began to ripple beneath him. In the darkness, he couldn’t tell whether Liang Wan was still running toward him. He wanted to shoot at the sand, but remembering that these things would follow sound, he forcibly held back and ran forward.

In the darkness, he could hear the out-of-tune saxophone and the rumbling of the sand. He tried to locate Liang Wan, but it was impossible to distinguish her position.

Just as he was anxiously regretting his recklessness, something suddenly flew past him from behind and exploded about seven or eight meters away.

It was a cold firework. Turning around, he saw Yang Hao had picked one up, waved at him, and then threw it over.

What a good buddy! He really knows what I need! Li Cu was almost in tears as he rushed to pick it up and threw it into the sky.

After launching it high, the entire open area was illuminated. Even if Liang Wan hadn’t run this way, she should have noticed the commotion. Looking around, he saw Liang Wan not far away, staring at him with a face full of terror. After a moment, she seemed to see a lifeline and rushed over.

Behind her was a massive wave of sand.

The commotion was incomparable to what he had encountered earlier; indeed, as some philosopher said, Su Wan always had the ability to make the worst situations even worse.

Li Cu charged forward with the speed of someone breaking into the opponent’s penalty area in soccer, kicking the second cold firework Yang Hao had thrown over from behind him directly in front of him, and then leaping up to kick it with all his might into the air.

Scoring is difficult, but kicking off is not that easy!

The cold firework flew to a great height, and Liang Wan had already rushed up to Li Cu. He grabbed her hand and began to shoot one-handed at the wave of sand behind her.

The series of actions flowed seamlessly; if Li Cu could see himself, he would realize that the most handsome moment of his life had already passed. Unfortunately, time waits for no one.

The bullets sank into the sand, having no effect. The recoil caused Li Cu to lose his balance, and he and Liang Wan fell onto the sandy ground, just as the wave of sand arrived, sweeping them up.

Li Cu was much more athletic than Liang Wan. He pulled her aside, using the force of the rushing sand to roll away, and then got up to run.

The cold firework landed accurately in front of them, and the surroundings darkened, leaving only Yang Hao’s cold firework in the distance to guide their direction.

The two of them sprinted forward, and at the moment they crossed the cold firework, Li Cu shot at it, hitting it and causing it to explode like a cannonball, producing a tremendous sound and light.

The wave of sand was stunned by the huge commotion and suddenly stopped, and the exploding cold firework was instantly swallowed by whatever was in the sand.

Those seven or eight seconds of respite saved everything. The two of them dashed up the sand dune, and as they climbed over the sand pile atop the car, they all stumbled and rolled down. They kept rolling until they reached the edge of the lake.

Su Wan and Yang Hao cheered. Su Wan let out a celebratory tremolo, and Yang Hao jumped in with a Muay Thai elbow strike that knocked him to the ground, saying, “What right do you have to be happy!”

Feel free to ask if you need any more help!

Li Cu and Liang Wan rolled to the bottom of the sand dune and instinctively sat up. Liang Wan still wanted to run, but Li Cu grabbed her and waved his hand, saying, “It’s safe now.”

Under the flickering light of Yang Hao’s fire at the top of the dune, both Liang Wan and Li Cu’s faces shimmered. Liang Wan, still in shock, slowly calmed down and stared at Li Cu with a dazed expression.

Li Cu thought to himself, if you’re going to cry, just cry. I want to cry too; if you cry first, it won’t be so awkward for me. Unexpectedly, Liang Wan suddenly cupped his face and kissed him fiercely.

The scent of a woman enveloped him as her small tongue instantly tangled in his mouth, and she wrapped her arms around him. Li Cu didn’t struggle—why would he? It was enough that he didn’t pull her in for a hug in return.

The kiss lasted at least three minutes before Liang Wan finally released him, turning away to sit three or four meters apart, burying her head in her knees and starting to cry.

Li Cu was at a loss for what to do. Yang Hao and Su Wan rushed down, with Yang Hao looking furious, shouting, “Damn it, I’m the real hero here! You’re taking advantage of the situation, are you even a good friend?”

As he approached, he added, “Sister, stop crying for now; we haven’t finished kissing yet.”

“Get away!” Liang Wan shouted, startling Yang Hao back a few steps. She stood up, turned, and walked towards the lake, saying, “Don’t mind me!”

The three of them watched as Liang Wan walked into the lake. After taking four or five steps, she suddenly sank into the water with a splash.

The three of them exchanged glances, and Liang Wan began to wail loudly. Yang Hao chuckled and said to the other two, “Don’t fight over it; this time, I’ll take the lead.”