A long journey is never easy!

Even though you'll be traveling by car, you'll still need to carry it yourself when getting on and off the bus.

This bag was specially made of canvas by the original Wang Wenli.

It's sturdy and durable, and can hold a lot of things.

Song Yan didn't care anymore. He carried a large backpack, grabbed two small cushions, and went out.

Song Yan arrived at the hospital ahead of time. Generally, women's bags were larger, while men's bags were smaller.

Sun Jing followed closely behind Song Yan; she had made up her mind to be in Song Yan's group.

Song Yan really didn't want to bring Sun Jing along.

If Feng Funian wanted to punish Song Yan, he would definitely choose an extremely remote location.

Sun Jing will only suffer more if she follows her.

Sun Jing didn't care.

Their destination was Desheng County, which is 330 kilometers away from here.

The bus picked up passengers from five different hospitals, with 12 people at each hospital.

The total number of people is 60, divided into 10 groups.

Each group consists of six people: one team leader and five medical staff.

Once everyone was present, we set off.

The truck bed was covered with a canvas, making it very dark inside.

There was some straw on the car, but not much. It quickly became cool to sit on.

Song Yan handed one of the prayer mats he was holding to Sun Jing.

Sitting on the cushion with my backpack behind me, the swaying of the car quickly made me sleepy.

Although it wasn't very comfortable, it wasn't too bad either.

The other comrades felt increasingly cold as they sat down, some taking out their clothes to put underneath them. Some even stood up and jumped around on the bus.

The road conditions are not very good right now, so cars can't go very fast.

Song Yan estimated that the car ride would take about eight hours.

Most gay men carry small bags, but Feng Funian's bag is even smaller.

As agreed beforehand, once they arrived in Desheng County, their food and lodging would be covered.

But he forgot that he also needed to eat along the way.

It was already noon when Feng Funian knocked on the driver's side window.

The car was forced to stop!

He wanted to stop and rest in the village.

The driver looked at him with a rather complicated expression.

Don't you bring any food with you when you go out?

There are still more than 30 miles to go before we reach a small town.

The driver didn't want to waste time arguing with him, so he agreed. However, the driver didn't drive off immediately. He asked everyone to separate and walk to the sides of the road if they needed to use the restroom.

Everyone carries tickets and money when they travel, but it's all for nothing if there are no villages or towns around.

Everyone took out the food they had brought and ate a little bit every minute.

Feng Funian had nothing to eat.

They're all from the same hospital; one gives him a piece of sponge cake, another gives him a cookie.

Song Yan brought food, but he wouldn't give it to him.

Sun Jing glanced at Song Yan, then lowered her head and started eating, ignoring everyone else.

Perhaps it was because I had eaten something, or perhaps it was because I had been in a daze all morning, but now I felt more alert.

Some people knew each other, and some didn't. We introduced ourselves when we got on the bus, but there wasn't much enthusiasm for talking.

The once quiet carriage is now bustling with activity.

When they reached a place with villages and towns, the car stopped.

Feng Funian must have learned his lesson; he quickly went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought some food.