Under the moonlight

Huang Meng kept an eye on WeChat until she saw a string of numbers sent by Zhao Meng, who told her how to dial it. She nervously dialed the number.

After a series of beeps, the call was answered, but all I heard was a static sound, followed by Yuri's voice: "Hello, who is this?"

Hearing a voice that sounded somewhat familiar yet distant, Huang Meng was so nervous that she didn't know what to say for a moment. After a while, she finally said, "Yuri, it's me, Huang Meng." She finished speaking with a forced calm expression, and soon she heard Lin Hanshuang's voice on the other end of the phone, "What? Is it, is it Huang Meng? No way, it can't be!" Hearing Lin Hanshuang's incredulous reaction, Huang Meng felt a lump in her throat.

"Are you Huang Meng?" Yuri asked hesitantly under Lin Hanshuang's urging.

"Yes, it's me, Huang Meng from the embassy. How are you all?"

"My God, it really is you, how could you?" Yuri said in disbelief, and then Huang Meng heard him talking to Lin Hanshuang on the other end of the phone.

"Huang Meng, is that you? How did you get our phone number? Are you doing well in China?" It was Lin Hanshuang's voice.

"I'm fine. But how are things going over there? Are you and Yuri alright?"

"We're alright, but we don't dare to go out freely. We can only stay in our tents. Outside, there are dangers everywhere." Lin Hanshuang didn't dare to say too much, after all, the situation here couldn't be explained in just a few words.

"What do you mean by danger everywhere? Is it the mercenaries and the plague?" Huang Meng asked directly.

"Yes, but Huang Meng, you should know that plague is just a general term for infectious diseases."

"What do you mean?" Huang Meng asked, frowning. She had always thought that as long as the plague was not the most severe Ebola, the symptoms should be similar.

"It's a plague caused by the decomposition of corpses. To this day, there's no clear name for it. The reactions of individuals and families after contracting the disease are quite different. Therefore, the same medicine cannot be used. Some medicines are effective for him, while others are not."

"Without a large number of medical staff, and given the current situation there, there are no conditions to test which virus the patients have, so there is no way to administer targeted medication," Huang Meng succinctly stated Lin Hanshuang's meaning.

"Yes, that's right. So, the situation here is really complicated, even more difficult than when the riots happened. The virus is invisible and intangible. Even if you want to avoid it, you don't know where to hide. We can only wait to die."

"Don't say that. There will definitely be a way. Our embassy is still there. The country won't abandon us." Huang Meng couldn't bear to hear her say such disheartening things and said loudly.

"The embassy, ​​I heard the embassy is in danger too. The virus can spread through the air. With the city in such a state of chaos, even with the strictest protective measures, their supplies will eventually run out. What will they do when they run out of supplies? Moreover, I heard from them that our city has been abandoned. It's too small to deserve anyone's help. A group of people from the embassy have already been evacuated. The rest are just a matter of whether they're tough enough to hold on." Lin Hanshuang's words were filled with despair.

"How could that be? No, I'll find a way. You and Yuri must take care of yourselves, you must..."

"Huang Meng, it's still a pleasure to meet you. You're the first person I've ever opened up to and told you my story. But, well, goodbye from now on."

"Hello, hello, hello!" Huang Meng stared at the phone that had already been hung up, her mind still echoing the words Lin Hanshuang had spoken after interrupting her. They sounded like a farewell, a final goodbye.

Unwilling to give up, she dialed the number again, but this time she couldn't get through.

Huang Meng panicked. She paced back and forth by the bed with her phone in hand. After much deliberation, she finally dialed Xu Ao's number. Since Zhao Meng knew about the situation there and had been in contact with Chen Che and the others, he must know more than he knew. He hadn't contacted her all afternoon, which must be because of this.

"Hey, Huang Meng, what's wrong?" Xu Ao's voice sounded a little tired.

"Xu Ao, what's the situation over there?" Xu Ao listened to Huang Meng's voice on the other end of the phone and thought she was angry because he hadn't explained things clearly to her on the phone earlier. He rubbed his temples and said patiently, "It's really nothing, don't worry. You can just stay home, put on a face mask, and browse your phone. I have work to do and can't be with you. Don't be angry."

"Have those mercenaries entered the city?" Huang Meng wasn't going to let him off the hook; beating around the bush was pointless, so she decided to just get straight to the point.

"What? No, no, that's not true. Weren't the mercenaries driven away by their government army?" Xu Ao regretted his words as soon as he finished speaking. He knew that his subconscious reaction could not be hidden from her.

"Xu Ao, you still want to lie to me!" Sure enough, hearing Huang Meng's words through gritted teeth, Xu Ao sighed heavily, "Yes, they went to the main urban area."

"What do they want to do?"