After the people who stayed behind were identified, all the mapping instruments were moved to the truck that was intact, and the rest of the household items could not be stuffed, so they were left here.

Professor Aymerdin looked at me and Moussa deeply and looked apologetic: "You two have worked hard, take care." After a pause, he turned his gaze to Mousa again, cleared his throat, and said solemnly: "When I go back, I will give you a raise!"

He said this with a lot of momentum, which was really rare for Professor Emmedin, who only valued technology and did not care about translation. I couldn't help but hide my mouth and snicker, thinking that the local tyrant Musa would say something similar to "No need for a raise, I have money", but I saw that he really respectfully and solemnly bowed to the professor: "Thank you!"

Hearing this, Professor Aymerdin patted Musa on the shoulder with satisfaction, and after a few more words of advice, beckoned the rest of the men to get into the car and set off, and earnestly escorted his beloved disciple Singh to the hospital.

The two cars started to leave, and a few people poked their heads out of the windows and waved goodbye to us warmly, while others laughed and joked, shouting loudly that the two of them were happy in the world.

I knew that the shouting was a joke, but I couldn't help but blush, and the roots of my ears burned, as if I had been spied on, and I slowed down for two seconds, and then I pretended to laugh and scolded back, which caused a lot of uproar.

The car drove farther and farther, and gradually, the laughter, the sound of the engine, and the sound of tires sticking through the sand all faded away. I watched the dust kicked up by the car slowly fall, and the bustle between heaven and earth seemed to be instantly pressed into a desolate painting, except for the lonely breath of yellow sand.

"Musa. "Looking at the sudden silence of the desert yellow sand, I suddenly felt frightened, as if the whole world was only the two of us and the silent sand dunes, the time was stretched countless times, and it was so quiet that it was terrifying. I lowered my voice, lightened my breath, and asked abruptly, "They'll come back to us, right?"

A smile tugged at the corners of Moussa's mouth, and his eyes were bright and determined: "Yes, definitely." His voice was gentle and steady, and at this moment, there was a reassuring power.

I lowered my eyes, took a light breath, and nodded at Moussa.

The smile in his eyes was even stronger.

"What are you laughing at, what's so funny?" I said, disgusted.

"Guess. He still had a smile on his face.

I thought about it for a while, and recalled that Musa had sincerely thanked the professor, and was surprised: "The professor said that he would give you a raise, and you are so happy?"

"Guessed wrong. He shook his head slightly, "I do appreciate the professors, but not for the salary. ”

I pursed my lips and remembered that Moses had given me a sumptuous meal for iftar, pretending to receive it for free, and added, "Yes, that's how rich we are here." Thinking about it this way, a small salary increase really won't impress him.

"What's that?" I was suspicious, I was so happy to stay in this desert place, it must be something to escape, suddenly, I had an idea, and I asked with great interest, "Is it possible to skip class in a bright and bright way, and you don't have to do all kinds of homework that hurts your nerves, so you are so happy?"

Moussa sneered, turned to look at my sleepy face, and with a few wisps of seductive tenderness, he smiled with interest: "You think so, that's it." ”

Listening to this tone, it is obvious that I guessed wrong.

I calmed down. In fact, I already have the answer in my head, but I don't dare to say it, I don't dare to mention it, for fear that if I say it wrong, it will be doomed. Because I know that in the face of this desert barrenness, only living people can make everything come alive. And the joy in my heart is the same as his.