The boy had a lot of thoughts, thinking about the most possible way to escape.

This is a deserted Gobi desert, and although they blindfolded him on the way, he can still remember the sounds he heard along the way.

As far as he remembered, the nearest village or outpost was no more than a hundred miles away.

If it goes well, he'll be there before dawn.

With a little luck, if he encounters pedestrians or sentinels on the way, he can escape this endless nightmare and abyss.

He rubbed his numb ankles, stood up cautiously, trying not to make a sound, and finally silently lifted the curtain and saw the deep dark night sky.

The air was dry and cold, and the night wind suddenly swept away the warmth and temperature on his body. The boy shuddered and looked around.

But for a second, his eyes lit up.

He was lucky to have a camel that was not taken away by the gang.

The boy thought for a moment, then turned around and felt a wool felt from another tent and draped it over his body to keep out the overwhelming cold. Then he crept close to the camel and removed the bell from its neck to prevent it from making a noise when he was riding.

Everything was ready, he used his hands and feet together, and easily climbed the camel.

The camels are old, and the teenagers are thin. The docile old camel let the emaciated boy toss, and kept chewing the hay slowly.

However, no matter how much the boy rode on it and whipped it away, it would not go.

A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and when he remembered that the camel must have been pedaled, he found a thin figure pounced in front of him.

The girl pulled the reins around the camel's neck, and the two awkward words in her mouth: "No, go!"

Unexpectedly, she woke up, and the boy was angry.

He tugged hard at the reins, but found that she was so strong that he couldn't pull her.

The girl was in a stalemate with him, refusing to let go.

The boy couldn't help but shout, "Get out of the way!"

The girl still refused to let go.

"You go...... I'm ...... dead" Her Chinese pronunciation is very stiff, but she can also express the basic meaning.

Annoyed, he couldn't help but grab the whip and whipped it at her.

The whip was extremely fast and powerful, and it even produced a sonic boom in the air.

Then it was heavily pumped on the girl.

However, she only snorted muffledly, and the reins in her hand tightened.

After that, she looked up at the young man, Qing Lingling's eyes were full of mist, and there was a small tear mole next to her eye.

The boy was upset for a while: "Cry again!"

He raised his leather whip again and was about to throw it down, when he suddenly saw a black mark diagonally on the girl's collarbone.

He was stunned, then looked down again, and saw several mottled bruises on her wrists and the back of her hands.

The whip in the young man's hand never went down after all.

He vaguely remembered that when the fists and kicks of more than a dozen people were added yesterday, his consciousness gradually blurred.

But before he fell unconscious, he remembered as if someone had pounced on him and blocked the sticks for him.

The crybaby in front of him has been taking care of him for half a year, and for half a year, he can't speak a complete sentence of Chinese, and he is clumsy and clumsy.

But they said that if he ran away or died, the girl would be buried with him.

The boy thought it was funny at the time - this dirty girl had nothing to do with him in the first place, she couldn't die, what did she have to do with him?

His important people are no longer in this world, and the reason why he still wants to struggle to escape is nothing more than hope for the word revenge.

So in the case of being able to escape, the life and death of an insignificant girl is, of course, impossible to restrain him.

The two were in a stalemate, and the old camel who had been motionless just now came up.

It seemed impatient, stretched out its front leg diagonally, and kicked the girl's leg effortlessly.

She couldn't take it anymore and fell to the ground with a scream.

The young man was overjoyed, and hurriedly seized the opportunity to pedal the camel and run forward.

I just ran a few steps and found that I didn't seem to know which direction to go.

There was movement behind him, and the young man was upset for a while—it must be the girl who chased after him again.

He suddenly felt a little unbearable—if he was gone, she would fall into the fire pit again.

After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and decided, no matter what, where did he have the ability to care about others? No matter how pitiful she cried, he couldn't turn back.

Unexpectedly, the crying behind him stopped abruptly, but it was the girl, muttering "Na, Na......" in her mouth, and she didn't know what it meant.

The boy was a little puzzled, but finally couldn't help it, and pulled the reins and turned back.

But I saw that the girl had already gotten up from the ground, limping after him, but her hand was pointing in the other direction.

"Na, Na......" she still had the sound coming out of her mouth.

The boy suddenly understood that what she said was "that, that".

She's showing him the way.

He was stunned, and for a moment he didn't know whether to believe it or not.

Half a minute later, however, the camel reversed direction again—not in the direction of the girl's finger.

The girl saw the boy riding a camel and walked up to her. Then she saw a withered arm reach out to her.

The boy said, "Let's go?"

The girl was stunned for a while, and finally broke into a smile, and her eyes were particularly shining on her face with a ball of flowers.

She gestured with difficulty, as if to tell him not to go, and ran into a weed pile by herself, leaning low and not knowing what she was fumbling for.

A few minutes later, the boy saw several water bladders and black bags she had pulled out of the pile of weeds, and was visibly stunned: "Are you ready?"

She shook her head and nodded, her mouth grunting for a while, and there was a glimmer of wisdom in her eyes that he had never seen before.

The boy laughed - it turned out that she wasn't that stupid, at least she knew that she wouldn't end well if she stayed there, and she knew that she was struggling to survive.

The old camel is old, and the hump is very thin.

Two and a half children are not too small, and they are also very thin - so the Bactrian camel can sit two people without feeling crowded.

The boy took the reins in charge, and the girl was behind him, hugging his waist.

The two of them huddled together to keep warm, and it seemed that the night breeze was not so cold.

Gradually, the camp disappeared into the night behind them, and the starry sky ahead was full of hope and life.

At first, the boy listened nervously to the movements around him, and realized that there were indeed only the two of them in this desert, but his mood became more and more relaxed.

He thought that the water of the three skins was enough to support them to go out in this Gobi, and they would definitely be able to find a village where people would stay.

Whether it's a traveler, a sentry post, or a village, if they encounter one or the other, they can be rescued.

And the girl behind him seems to have fallen asleep.

The breath was long, and he was lying on his back, and the hand around his waist was getting looser.

Suddenly, the camel was bumped, and the girl, who was sleeping in a daze, accidentally fell.