The Early Moon Over the Sand Hill

After the bar where he performed closed down, Liang Yuanxing packed his ukulele and camera, hopped on his sleek three-case ADV motorcycle, and set his GPS for Dunhuang—3,000 kilometers away. He was heading to the legendary Great Northwest! Yet before he even crossed the provincial border, he crashed and ended up in the hospital, helmet visor still down. And so, he became Dr. Duan Qingshen’s final patient. "By the way," Liang Yuanxing squinted at him through the windblown sand, "when you quit your job—it wasn’t because I lured you away, was it?" Duan Qingshen gave him a quiet look and shook his head. "I didn’t quit because of you, but ending up here? Yeah, you definitely lured me." **#OneWillingToLureTheOtherWillingToFollow#** ·Liang Yuanxing is the bottom.