A few days after the news of the total suspension of the experiment was released, countless cameras were set up at the entrance of Sanbo Hospital.
Yang Ping did not witness the scene. He had already left early the next morning after the news was released. He only took a carry-on suitcase, which contained two sets of clothes, a few books, and a packet of tea leaves. When he walked out of the house at five thirty in the morning, Xiao Su stood at the entrance watching him. He held her hand for a moment and then turned to walk into the not fully lit sky.
He flew to Chengdu, then transferred to Changdu, and took an off-road vehicle along a winding mountain road for four hours before arriving at the small city hidden in the valley. The Bangda Grassland unfolded outside the car window like a carpet of dry yellow, with red ridges covered with residual snow in the distance. The air was thin and piercingly cold, and every breath felt like the first one.
