Pressing her face and burying it in his chest, he lifted up his loose local white robe to protect her from the wind and sand.
Fang Chixia was lying on his chest, and their heartbeats were both beating very fast, popping, popping, one after another, forming a regular movement.
All around, the wind and sand seemed to be slowly weakening.
Fang Chixia's hands pulled his clothes tightly, and she listened calmly to what was going on around her.
The wailing sounds of a group of men seemed to slowly weaken, submerged in the wind and sand, and finally lost any sound.
Fang Chixia couldn't see what was going on outside, but she could guess what happened.
The whole army was wiped out in the quicksand!
The tense nerves I had been feeling since arriving in the desert were completely relieved.
She just let herself lie on Luo Yibei, relaxing her nerves. She didn't know what was wrong with her. She had just been pointed at a gun, threatened by so many people, and could die at any time without changing her expression. My emotions suddenly got a little out of control.
"Why don't you tell me the truth?"
"Why is it always like this?"
"Do you know how worried I have been these past few days since I came here?"
"Why don't you discuss it when you come to a place like the Middle East?"
"Even if you don't tell me, there are still so many people at home, why don't you tell them?"
"Do you know that before I came, I was even prepared to not be able to go back?"
She said a lot in succession, every sentence, all questioning.
Luo Yibei hugged her tightly with his arms and did not give any explanation for his behavior.
The wind and sand at the scene are still continuing, not as big as before.
Fang Chixia's eyes were wet. She didn't know whether there was sand in her eyes or whether she was excited because of her words.
Luo Yibei didn't like seeing her like this, so he pressed her face and tilted it towards him, kissed her eyes several times with his lips, and rubbed her head into his arms.
"Okay, it's okay."
His voice was extremely gentle.
Like a clear spring in the desert, it is so cool that people are obsessed with it.
Fang Chixia remained silent in his arms.
The sky after the wind and sand was extremely clear.
The orange patch looks like it was dyed with splashed ink.
It was not yet dark, and the hazy halo of the setting sun fell on the two of them, as softly as the heartbeat of their fingertips.
The two of them were lying quietly in the endless desert, the atmosphere was quiet.
Luo Yibei stared at the sky above his head, quietly recalling the reactions of the group of people just now.
A large group of people shot at Fang Chixia, who was behind the scenes. Did he guess wrong
"Where is the phone?" Fang Chixia came back to her senses and fumbled with him a few times. She didn't find what she wanted, so she opened his robe again.
"How about acting like a hooligan in a public place when it's not dark yet?" Luo Yibei lowered his eyes and glanced at her hand lifting up his white robe.
"Where is it? I sent you a very important message!" Fang Chixia ignored his words and continued to explore him.
"What did you say?" Luo Yibei didn't take her words seriously.
"cell phone!"
"What did you say?"
"I'm asking about the mobile phone!" Fang Chixia was very stubborn.
"In the car!" Luo Yibei was helpless.
"Where's the car?" Fang Chixia turned his head and glanced nearby.
"Leave first!" Luo Yibei pushed her to stand up, picked her up horizontally, and walked slowly out of the desert.
"By the way, does your stomach still hurt?" After walking a few steps, he lowered his eyes and glanced at her in his arms.