Bai Xinxin first asked me, who is he?

Then, everyone asked.

I told them truthfully.

Next, no one spoke.

A few minutes later, Bubu spoke: "Are you still going to keep the juice overnight?"

I said, "Yes."

Then I said, "Everyone buried Xu Erge. Meng Xiaoshuai, if you want to leave his recorder, take it away now."

Meng Xiaoshuai had red eyes and shook her head at me.

Just like in a dream, we buried Xu Ergo in the camp. Thinking of that dream, I went to bring fragrant pears and naan and placed them on his grave.

Then, everyone set up a tent and I carried the juice in.

Then, regardless of gender, everyone went to dig for help.

I've gone, too.

First of all, I, Bai Xinxin and Wei Zao, used engineer shovels to draw letters on the sand. I finally knew that because the area was too large, it was difficult to write the three letters "SOS" very similar.

Once, I saw a huge billboard in Beijing with a beautiful woman painted on it, but no matter how I look at this beauty, I told my friend this feeling, and my friend said that it is easy to get out of proportions when drawing such a large billboard, which is already very good.

Now, we have the same problem in Lop Nur.

Finally, we finally drew out the three-letter shape. Without the commanding heights, we could not see the whole picture, and we didn’t know if we could see it as “SOS” if we looked down from the sky.

No matter what.

Everyone started digging, digging about 100 meters long and one foot deep.

No one spoke while working.

We worked until dark and sunset before we returned to camp.

Everyone was in a very bad mood and had basically nothing to eat at night. Bai Xinxin and two women got into the RV, and three other men walked into another tent, and I returned to my tent and Yuer.

I turned on the emergency light.

The juice was lying flat on the ground, still the position I put down.

I put my pistol next to my sleeping bag. There were 5 bullets inside.

Then I sat down on the sleeping bag and stared at the juice. She lay quietly, as if waiting for my call.

I turned off the emergency light.

I want to follow the prompts of that dream. If the light is on, maybe she won't wake up.

Then, I spoke-

"Jinger, I had a dream. Actually, I don't know if it was a dream. At that time, I was unconscious and had an illusion. I took you back. Like now, I carried you into the tent, and then, I talked to you, and as I spoke, you suddenly woke up..."

"Will you wake up? I think you will, because almost all other things in the hallucinations are fulfilled. Fool, if you wake up, don't be so stunned. Crawl on my face and talk, you will scare me. You cough first, okay? Don't worry, I won't shoot you, no matter whether you are a human or a ghost..."

"If you really wake up, I promise you that after you go out, I will accompany you to Xi'an and beat that unfaithful man up. After the matter is done, just treat me to a mutton soaked bun..."

In the middle of the night, a strong wind blew outside, and sand and stones were flying, like a huge monster ramming around the world, looking for someone. The tent was blown so hard that it kept ringing. Four eyes were screaming.

Thinking of the "SOS" that had just been dug out outside, I was depressed. Everyone worked hard to dig for an afternoon, and maybe they would be buried by the wind and sand...

The juice has been quiet all the time.

I don't know how much I said, my eyelids are getting heavier and heavier. I'm not sure if what I'm talking about is in a sleep, I'm still talking...

Suddenly, I suddenly widened my eyes and became energetic.

I heard weak crying in the wind.

I got up, touched the emergency light, turned it on in a hurry, and looked at her-

She was still lying flat, turning her face with difficulty, tears in her eyes.

I almost fainted!

I stared at her for dozens of seconds before asking tremblingly: "Are you... awake?"

She nodded in tears.

I jumped up, took out a bottle of mineral water from my backpack and sent it to her mouth: "Don't talk, drink water!"

She took two sips reluctantly, and then said with difficulty: "Pick me up..."

I picked her up and she lay in my arms.

She said: "I heard it all..."

I suddenly realized that she might have been taken, causing her heartbeat to be slow, which was a fake death!

I don't want to ask her what happened. Now she is extremely weak. It's best not to let her return to her fearful memory, as it will make her feel strongly stimulated.

I said half-jokingly: "I knew you would hear it. I pretended not to know you would hear it, and then moved you to cry. I like to see you cry like a child."

Her tears flowed even more, and she said, "You promised me..."

I said, "What?"

She said: "Beat him..."

I asked with a slutty face, "Is there any?"

She said: "You can't speak without trust..."

I said, "Okay."

She pressed her face against mine, snuggled quietly for a while, then said, "I won't invite you to eat steamed buns anymore. I'll tell you a secret, do you agree?"

I said, "No, I want to eat soap buns."

She smiled slightly and said, "So stubborn. Okay, I'll treat you to a soap bun and make another secret. Do you listen?"

I said, "As long as it doesn't affect the soapmodo, I'll listen."

She raised her face, kissed me gently, and said, "I'm in love with you."

I said, "It should."

She said, "You should be my dad."

I said, "I have a daughter."

She said, "Then you be my uncle."

I said, "I have a nephew."

She said, "How about you be my brother?"

I said, "I don't have a sister, I'll make a deal."

I just hugged the juice and spent the storm night on April 29, 2013.

Four eyes screamed all night.

When I got up early in the morning, the wind had stopped and everyone was asleep.
Chapter completed!