The feedback from the long-distance fatigue driving a few days ago quickly led to improvements by the company. Li Haojun was appointed as the production manager of the Calispel factory and was informed that there might be similar appointments in the future. He was asked to prepare a suitable private high-speed transportation vehicle, such as a flying car, and the manager also kindly gave him a raise.
Li Haojun abandoned his previously coveted amphibious off-road vehicle, as speed was now the priority rather than traversing terrain on the ground. He was particularly fond of a flying car with open wheels, resembling a Formula One race car, featuring a tandem two-seater design. The main wing was ingeniously designed to function as a diffuser to break through airflow when driving on the ground, while the front and rear wings could adjust their angles and curvature directions, serving not only as control surfaces but also generating positive or negative lift depending on the situation. The rotary engine, due to its ignition timing, produces a roaring sound at high speeds reminiscent of the high-revving piston engines of past Formula One race cars.
However, thinking about the three women he cares about, if one day he needs to take all three of them on a trip, or even just the two sisters, the seating capacity wouldn't be enough. Even if he weren't so vain, what if he needed to evacuate them in case of a natural disaster or emergency?
With sufficient justification, Li Haojun concluded he needed a four-seat flying car, so he chose a diamond-configuration four-seat flying car. It looks good, though not as flashy as a Formula One race car. This lift-body structure has retractable main wings, and the silver body looks as cool as a long-distance luxury sports car.
This was Li Haojun’s first time flying it to Calispear, relying primarily on the autonomous driving system. After landing at the airport, there was still a stretch of road to cover before reaching Grant Mountain. That’s the advantage of a flying car—it can seamlessly switch between sky and road. However, as he passed through Lasalle and the Columbia Falls urban area, he noticed an eerie silence in the city, with no vehicles on the roads and no pedestrians walking around.
Li Haojun checked the time; it was midday, yet no one was out for lunch or sunbathing. Though curious if the town's residents had vanished, work took priority, so he drove through the city with lingering doubts.
The work site was located beside the Hungrihos Reservoir, at the foot of Grant Mountain. The factory had no name, only a code. The factory entrance was disguised as a aquatic breeding research institute. After verifying his identity, Li Haojun set up his management credentials, downloaded the data, and ordered lunch as an employee of the institution.
While reviewing the data, lunch was delivered by a drone. It seemed that this small city was still functioning, but the eerie silence left a question mark in Li Haojun's mind.
He didn't dwell on it, focusing instead on his work. However, the factory's products and raw materials were classified, and the operators only knew the code name and procedures, working under a double-blind system. Yet there was frequent movement of raw materials and products in and out of the facility. When he was assigned to this location, no client information was mentioned, and the factory had no name, only a code name. Li Haojun had one virtue: he didn't pry into matters that didn't concern him. He just did his job and lived his own life. Besides, there was Tan Wenjing, whom he couldn't stop thinking about, waiting for him at home, and the sisters Casey and Malaya, whom he cared about, had made plans with him. He didn't want to get into trouble by peeking into others' secrets or getting caught up in dark power struggles and ending up in trouble.
Busy days always fly by quickly, and before he knew it, the sun had set. In the northern hemisphere during winter, the polar night arrives early at high latitudes. As he emerged from the factory facilities, the setting sun was casting its glow on the reservoir’s surface. The ripples on the water shattered the sunlight into shimmering red and orange fragments, scattered between the crests and troughs of the waves, singing the final elegy of the day.
This captivating scenery—how wonderful it would be if Casey were by his side. Hmm, Li Haojun couldn't help but reflect on himself: had he already become deeply entangled in Casey's tenderness and unable to extricate himself? Had he begun to grow tired of the old and crave the new? After some thought, he concluded it wasn't the case. His implicit feeling toward Tan Wenjing was that she should be waiting at home for his return, and that home—where she waited for him—was his eternal refuge.
As the faint red clouds faded away, Li Haojun drove down the small road from the reservoir and returned to the city of Kalispell. It was already dark, and even the central roads of the city were dimly lit, with no people, no commercial streets, and no signs of life. Following the navigation system, he found a roadside fast food restaurant with few customers and middle-aged and elderly waiters. Li Haojun muttered to himself, “Is it the aging population that has made this city so quiet?”
Looking at the staff, there was little interaction between them, each one looking listless. He abandoned the idea of chatting with them to inquire about the local situation. After finishing his meal and paying, he praised the food and left.
Taking off from the airport in Kalispell under the night sky, the high speed of over 200 miles per hour in the air was indeed a blessing, no longer having to endure winding roads and speed limits. An hour later, he landed at the Moses Lake Airport and drove home along the highway, the entire journey as easy as a short trip around the area. As his hand moved from her thigh through the groin to her flat abdomen, mingled with the wrinkles of her nightgown, Li Haojun felt every inch of Tan Wenjing's skin with his own hands, as if he were caressing the body of the one he loved with all his love.
As Tan Wenjing tilted her head back during the kiss, Li Haojun's arms tightened around her, but his hands dared not press too hard, fearing he might hurt her or desecrate the most sacred part of a woman's body. His right hand gently cradled her left breast in his palm—the sacred peak that nurtures new life—while his left hand traced the delicate strands of her hair, his fingers gently caressing the gentle curves of her body.
Their lips merged, their intentions harmonized, their bodies entwined, and their hearts mirrored each other. When the tenderness of the kiss was no longer enough to contain their emotions, Tan Wenjing bloomed like a flower bud. When the warmth of their lips could no longer express their feelings, Li Haojun wanted to use his tongue to explore the depths of her heart.
In the passionate embrace, Tan Wenjing's body arches backward like a bow. Li Haojun wraps his right arm around her upper body and his left hand around her lower body. As he kisses her tenderly, he gently tries to enter her body, wanting to give her more affection, wanting to merge their bodies and souls more deeply.
Gradually, Tan Wenjing's lips no longer pouted seductively. She closed her eyes, her face pressed against his, their breaths intertwining, focusing more on Li Haojun entering her body, resisting yet welcoming him, as if she didn't want this wonderful moment to pass too quickly.
In the deepest, softest part of her body, the touch of that silent zone felt like a connection of souls. In the moment of intimacy with the one he loved most, a thought flashed through Li Haojun's mind: “Do the people of that silent town still have souls?”
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