I hit my head against the car door, and the pain made me dizzy, and I couldn't recover for a while. My chest was pressed against Mossa's back, gasping for breath and drowning in panic.

The white 'colored' figure under him moved slightly, as if it was uncomfortable, but there was no anger in his voice, just a gentle, almost unpredictable trembling: "Are you better?"

With him as the 'meat' pad, I just got my head banged and the rest was fine. But when I thought about it like this, I immediately realized the absurdity and faux pas of this posture, endured the sharp pain in my head, and immediately retracted my head to my position, and the aftermath was still gone.

"Singh, I'm just getting some water, why are you scaring me. "I 'rubbed' my swollen forehead and complained to Singh while trying to hide my embarrassment.

Singh glanced at the bottle of water in my hand that he had worked so hard to get, and was a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I didn't see it for a while. ”

"Then you can see it clearly next time. I pretended to admonish Singh, but my eyes couldn't help but glance at Moussa. He had sat up straight, completely sleepy, and was staring intently at the monotonous yellow sand outside the window, without speaking.

The more he was silent, the more I didn't know what to do. If you are someone else, you will be a little embarrassed to encounter this kind of contact at most, and most of the boys will be meaningless, but when you come to us, you just turn around.

"You...... Are you alright?" I asked him tentatively.

The propagation rate of the sound seemed to be half a beat slower, and after a while, he slowly turned his head, and a gentle smile floated to his lips, as if nothing had happened: "Of course it's okay, I'm just recalling the formation principle of the wind-formed landform." ”

Seeing him like this, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, it was I who lived a man's belly with the heart of a 'woman'. As soon as he was relieved, Professor Aymerdin turned his head with great interest and said to Moussa, "Oh, yes? Then tell me the basic principles of the wind-formed landforms." ”

Musa: "......"

The driver rotated several times until the daylight ran out and we finally arrived at our destination. At this moment, I really feel what it means to have no birds in the sky, no animals on the ground, and the horizon is vast, all of which are endless yellow sand.

As soon as I got out of the car, my body and clothes were sticky in the heat, and I was stained with sweat. It was late at dusk, and we didn't have any work today, so we all cooperated tacitly and began to set up tents, light fires, wash dishes and chopsticks, wash vegetables, and organize luggage...... I was the only 'girl', and Muses was a Muslim, so I lived alone in a small tent and pitched it in close proximity.

When it was time to eat, Moses did not share the pot with us, but sat down alone, and swallowed the dry food he had brought with him. The rest of us scooped out the rice from the cauldron, but the breeze was not willing to be lonely, and from time to time it came with fine sand, which caused everyone to dodge again and again, protecting the bowl in their hands, but the wind and sand still attacked left and right, which was unguardable, and finally made the rice in the bowl "'color'" a lot. We all laughed, and although we were embarrassed, we had a lot of fun.

When I was finished eating, I was about to wash the dishes with water, when I suddenly noticed Professor Emmedin grabbing a handful of sand and putting it in the bowl and 'rubbing' it to himself.

"What is this doing?" I was amazed and confused.

"It's only the first day, and we're saving water first. Professor Emmedin smiled, poured the sand out of the bowl, and handed it to me, "Washing the grease from the dishes with sand is super effective." ”

I learned such a wonderful new skill, and I couldn't help but stir a handful of sand in the bowl, and just as I was in high spirits, I inadvertently turned my head slightly to see Mosa gazing alone at the desert. His back was accompanied by the fading sunset, dignified and desolate, with an indescribable loneliness.