() Found the way home!

After leaving the mining area, the surroundings are quiet and make people wonder about life.

The headlights keep on the ruts on the ground. The tire distance is larger than that of ordinary cars and the tread pattern is unique. It extends into the darkness that cannot be shined in by fierce teeth.

I was driving anxiously, and I could hear the sound of sand splashing on the plate guardrail.

Ye Liuxi held the steering wheel with one hand, leaned against the other hand, and hummed with his fingers.

I was used to being influenced by the CD machine, and I listened to the plays, and I sang songs when I hummed...

"The good night is far... I hurried to walk the wasteland... I am light and I am not afraid of the long journey..."

This song is difficult to sing. There is a saying in Kunqu opera that "men are afraid of running at night, and women are afraid of thinking about ordinary people". People with knowledge may not be able to sing well, let alone Ye Liuxi, if they are tuned together, they don't know which mountain they will fly to.

I only remember two or three sentences, and humming over and over again, sometimes light and sometimes deliberately pronounced, as if a dying person couldn't swallow his anger.

The car was still driving, and the tires were rolling inch by inch by inch by the road Changdong, she heard herself humming: "I am not afraid of the distance... Yumen Pass, Ghost Pass, I wear shackles and enter the pass... I burst into tears..."

Suddenly, I realized that I had a sudden brake, and the tire skin was rubbed against the gravel ground, and pushed it out a few meters away.

After a few seconds of silence, she took out a small notebook from the canvas bag thrown by the co-driver, turned to the latest page as usual, and memorized the words she had just hummed.

After finishing memorizing it, I recited it silently again.

This word is bitter and sad. It was only in ancient times that "swept shackles" have been used. The endings are rhymes, which sound like a song sung by mouth.

After driving for about an hour, I entered the Kumtag Desert. The ridges of the huge sandy mountain were smooth and gentle. When the car drove up, I felt a little reluctant and felt that it was a waste of God's work.

The body of the car suddenly sank.

Oh no, what happened to Changdong, first downshift, then loosen the accelerator, and then stomp...

Before he could recall, the engine turned off, and it raked twice, drowned in the sand.

Ye Liuxi sat in the car for a while, suddenly lost her temper, kicked the accelerator brake a few times, hugged the steering wheel and tried to pull it out... He didn't have enough strength, so he finally punched two times.

After getting out of the car, he even kicked the sand with both feet.

I didn’t bring the satellite phone, so I left it for Fei Tang. That’s a matter of no reason. If you want to solve the problem, you still have to find Changdong.

Ye Liuxi cleaned his hair in front of the rearview mirror next to the car. No matter how unlucky a person is, he cannot lose his demeanor.

I was very lucky. I followed the ruts and climbed up several dunes. I stood on the top of the last dune and saw a faint light in the valley.

In the desert, water gathers to the lowest lying places.

The light also seemed to slide down from the sand slopes on all sides, forming a small pool.

Changdong sat in that fog of light, motionless.

The car parked on one side, and the camp lamp was shining brightly. The light was very weak, reflected on the sand, illuminating only a corner, but it was so empty that it was endless.

When I got closer, I saw a lanyard pulling out of the car body. The other end of the rope was tied to a wooden pole that was deeply inserted into the sand, and several glass bottles were hung on the rope.

Those bottles remained motionless, even silent than Changdong.

Goosehead sand slopes are originally a place where winds are rarely blowing. The wind will shape the sand dunes. If there is always strong wind, how can you keep the shape of the goosehead?

Ye Liuxi approached the car and moved very lightly, and had not yet figured out how to speak.

Changdong seemed to have noticed it. He suddenly turned around and saw a thin and slim shadow in the darkness.

He said: "Kong Yang?"

Ye Liuxi felt bored, so he leaned on the car and stopped leaving.

"If you think it's Kong Yang, then I can't get over it. I am used to appearing in the expectations of others. When I walk up to you and see you with a disappointed look on my face, it will affect my mood."

She looked up at the sky, her eyes catching the thin moon.

After a while, Changdong came over and asked her: "Why are you here?"

Ye Liuxi looked up at him.

It turned out that he was nearly half a head taller than her. I didn't think she was 1.7 meters tall. It seemed that when we first met, his poor image of sloping shoulders and falling back left a deep impression on her.

I can't see his face clearly, but I can only see the outline in the night. It's pretty good. Sometimes, my silent and sturdy figure is more powerful than a fancy look.

Ye Liuxi said: "If you have something to do, I will look for you."

"Can't you say it on the phone?"

"I'm afraid you'll hang up the phone."

Changdong leaned on the car body and was halfway away from her: "It seems that I know that what I asked would be offensive. Tell me, what should I ask?"

"I want to know what method you were going to propose to Kong Ying... It's not other meaning, it's just that you think of something and need to verify it."

She pricked her ears...

Changdong didn't say anything, the wind bottle did not move, and even the sand grains were still.

Ye Liuxi comforted himself: It would be fine if you don’t say it, you can force confession in normal times. Today, you have to be a considerate person. After all, it’s sad to be sad...

Changdong actually spoke.

"You can't see it now. When there was no big sandstorm, there was a sandy mountain slope here, all of which were naked desert rose stones. They were a kind of wind-like stone with crystals, shapes that resemble roses, and few flower-like ores."

"Under special geological conditions, after tens of thousands of years of change and weathering, it will not wither or wither."

Ye Liuxi understood it very well: it is more connotation than real roses. That thing is more thorny, it is expensive to die, and it will be wilted even if it is left overnight.

"Kong Yang is in poor health and never enters the desert. She can't adapt to the climate here, but I am the opposite of her. I was born interested in the Gobi Desert."

"She guessed that I wanted to propose, and probably to accommodate me. She felt that an important moment in a man's life should happen in an important place. I suggested that she go with her, and she agreed immediately."

His voice was low: "Do you know? Actually, I arranged the car and once the proposal was over, I would take her back, and it would be only one night away..."

Ye Liuxi didn't speak, and it was only one night to kill someone, and only one second to die. If he couldn't escape, he would be life.

Chang Dong sighed: "I want to turn off all unrelated light sources in the desert late at night, and use special lights to turn the desert roses of the sandy mountain into rose red... That's it, what do you want to prove?"

Ye Liuxi paused for a while before speaking.

"It's impossible for a person to propose in your way."

"When you propose, someone should be responsible for the lighting effect; if you want Kong Yang to feel romantic, you will arrange photography to record everything; if you want her to feel surprised, someone should trip her up and prevent her from discovering..."

Changdong listened quietly, and everything about that night flashed quickly in front of his eyes.

Yes, all of them are right. Some people are dragging Kong Yang to chat in the tent, some are dragging spotlights to adjust the position at a high place, and some are directing the car to reverse, trying to free up large places to avoid affecting the photography effect...

"These all require preparation in advance, repeated communication, and everyone works together. There is no such thing as 'you want to camp in the Eitou Shapozi, and others strongly oppose it'."

Changdong smiled. He hadn't tried this expression for a long time. His face was tight and his muscles didn't know which direction to go. He was smiling bitterly.

He admitted: "Yes, no one objected."

Most people in the world are kind. When they see other people’s happy events, they will say congratulations even if they don’t know each other before.

"What's going on with Weibo?"

Changdong said: "Actually, I don't know much. I'm just a guide. I don't care about how to plan the camellia activity and what effect it can achieve."

The person in charge of camellia discussed with him that many people are paying attention to the four unmanned areas this time, but if they just climb the road all day long, there will be no topic or attraction... Just like the article seems to be a mountain but not a flat, they will create conflicts at each stage, throw puzzles, and give surprises.

Proposal is a big deal, and they want to lay some unexpected prelude.

Changdong said, yes, you can do it.

So there was that Weibo post, and the person in charge showed it to him happily, saying, "Look, I usually only have dozens of comments to post, but I flipped through this post a few times. As I said that, I grabbed the person in charge of photography and told him to take beautiful photos. When posting a Weibo post, I should have a wonderful picture.

Ye Liuxi said: "Then..."

"Yes, then the sandstorm comes."

In the past, there will be a period of time from the rise of the wind to the real arrival of the sandstorm, because the wind eye is divided into the core area and the periphery, and the process is required, but that night, there was no process, only the ending.

He seemed to have already seen it: "After all, you have bad luck."

Who says life is like a play? He plays shadow puppets, and needs to have an beginning, climax, and ending. If the audience doesn’t get along well, the audience will scold them. Life is not a play. It wants to break whoever wants to break, and then collects elegiac couplets in the sky and the earth.

Ye Liuxi asked him: "Why don't you tell the truth?"

"I said it, I told the investigators that they felt that this is possible. But the public opinion doesn't care about this."

...The others are dead, and you are just talking about it. Of course, you say whatever you want to do in your favor. Fortunately, there is evidence on Weibo, and every word is seen by the whole world!

In the eyes of the family, their relatives once "strongly opposed" the camping of Etou Shapozi. They had hope of life, but they were ruined by his own selfish interests.

What's worse, many of the team members who died felt that the premium was expensive, and although they were reminded, they still did not purchase special travel insurance... Not only did their families not get compensation, they also had to share the costs incurred due to search and rescue.

Whether for profit or to vent their anger, they urgently need to catch someone, tear, bite, and claim compensation.

Who made you survive?

Who asked you to ask for marriage?

Changdong didn't think things would cause such a big storm. Later, he learned that there was an institution that used "help to make trouble" to make profits to make money in trouble: Don't you know how to make trouble? Don't know which channel is the most effective? I'll do it and just pay, but don't charge money if you are not satisfied.

Overnight, many "insiders" revealed, sensational pictures and videos were pushed everywhere, and Kong Yang was also pushed to the forefront. Her photos were dug out and were so pranked. Many people called her humble: If she didn't propose, wouldn't this be the case?

Because of Kong Yang, Changdong chose to calm down: a woman who followed him did not get any benefits. He didn't want her to be scolded after her death. He wanted to let the voices silence and give her a quiet life.

Isn't it just for money?

...

Changdong looked at the gentle sand dunes not far away. If I remember correctly, two years ago, there should be desert roses blooming all over the mountains.

It was really ironic. He felt that the roses born in the fields were not long and were not as good as the rose stones that were formed tens of thousands of years. However, a sandstorm was gone even the entire sand mountain.

Ye Liuxi said: "I have another problem."

"You have too many problems."

Ye Liuxi smiled, she turned around, faced Changdong, raised her chin slightly, and looked into his eyes covered by the shadows of his hat.

"Changdong, I'm here to find you. You didn't smoke, you didn't drink, you didn't feel so painful that you were confused, you had clear logic and calm words. Why do such a person subconsciously say the word "Kong Yang" when he notices movement behind him?"
Chapter completed!