Ricky's voice drifted in the distance, and Mosa and I couldn't help but smile at each other.

"Look, they're back, you should rest assured. He said.

"Yes, I was always worried about it before, and I always hoped that they would come sooner. I looked at him, stared at him stupidly, put my hands behind my back, lowered my head, and smiled lightly, "However, when they came back at this time, I was a little lost." ”

Mousa smiled faintly and slowly reached behind my back. In this direction that Ricky could not see, he hooked his fingers, 'intersected' my ten fingers, and whispered, "Me too." ”

Ricky drove up to us in an off-road truck and stopped.

The fingers that were secretly 'intertwined' quickly loosened, and no one else knew about it.

I stepped forward as if nothing had happened, and made an extremely 'excited' appearance: "You guys are finally here, and I've been waiting for me so hard!"

There were two people in the car, Brother Ricky and a mechanic, and the truck was loaded with spare parts to replace broken truck parts. After a few pleasantries, the repairman got busy while we gathered around and chatted while we waited.

"Ricky, are you healed?" asked Moussa.

Ricky waved his hand absently: "Okay, okay, my little injury is nothing, otherwise the professor wouldn't let me run this trip, and it will be regarded as atonement." ”

"What about Singh? Is he okay?"

"Singh, he's still in the hospital. Ricky sighed and blamed himself, "It's all my fault, I want to rush into the sand for no reason, causing him to suffer like this, and I don't want to play like this in the future." ”

"It's good to know. I smiled back, asked Ricky for Singh's hospital address, turned to Moussa and said, "When we get back, we'll go see him." ”

The word "we" slipped out of my mouth with great ease, without the slightest discomfort. As soon as he said this, Ricky immediately grabbed him, and he squinted at me and Moussa, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a meaningful smile, "You two, you've had a very good past few days." ”

My face burned with a burn, and I was a bit of a thief. But after thinking about it, this is just an ordinary male 'female' love, and I haven't done anything wrong, so why should I be weak-hearted? I laughed and complained to Ricky, and said angrily, "As long as you think too much, you must be more than you want." ”

Ricky is a rough nerve, and when he heard this, he laughed, "Didn't I mean to play, it's clear that the two of you are unlikely, just kidding." ”

After speaking, he was happy again, and in high spirits, he paced to see the condition of the truck repair.

Leaving me and Moussa stunned, our faces pale.

"Is it impossible?" I hung my head and murmured in a voice that only I could hear, as if I was asking him, and as if I was asking myself. Ricky's unintentional words pierced deep into his heart like a thorn. If you don't pull it out, it hurts, and if you pull it out, it hurts even more.

Turning his head, Musa was also contemplative, his brow furrowed. I wanted to ask him something, but seeing his tangled appearance, I couldn't bear to ask again. I know that the road ahead is not smooth, but I'm already moved, isn't it? Love, isn't it just that two people like each other?

I closed my eyes and forced myself to stop my thoughts. The turbulent entanglement of feelings is so 'tempting' and 'confusing', deliberately 'blinded', so as to covet a longer happy time.

"It's fixed!" a loud voice interrupted my thoughts, and the repairman had already slipped out from under the car, let out a long sigh of relief, and shook his eyes at Ricky, "There are many bad things about this car, and the price can't be less." ”

Ricky smiled heartily, "No problem!" and waved at me and Moussa again, "Why are you still stunned?

"Hmm. I answered the next call and followed, and it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds under my feet. For the first time in my life, I had a strong sense of reluctance towards an empty desert wilderness, and I only wished I could stay with him a little longer, a little longer.