Qilian Mountain is covered with snow all year round, and the cold moonlight pours down, illuminating the snow surface on the top of the mountain. Cheng Ran found a place where the snow was relatively thin, and the mountain road was difficult to walk, and finally Qin Xiao's 20-inch suitcase full of national flags and stickers was left at the bottom of the mountain, and only some of the necessities of life in the box were taken away.

A small flame slowly rises, and a pot sits on it, boiling curry. Cheng Ran sprinkled some seasoning into the pot, estimating that this was the last decent meal before going to Kunlun Realm, so he was extra attentive. He sat on the cleared stone, guarding the pot, watching the light smoke rising from the curling up being torn apart by countless hands that seemed to be hidden in the wind, and a layer of mist rose in front of him, and he suddenly felt a little trance.

I remember that night in Dunhuang, they looked at the stars together. she

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