My raised hand froze in mid-air, "What's wrong?"

Moussa looked down at his right foot, which had taken a step back, took a light breath, paused, retracted his backward steps, and stood 'straight' before me again.

"I'm sorry, just now I took a step back, and I haven't gotten used to being intimate with the opposite 'sex' during the day. Seeing my somewhat angry look, he said with some shame, "I hardly get so close to the 'girl' in broad daylight, give me a little time to get used to it." ”

I remembered that the couples in white and black robes in the Dubai mall, although they have been together for many years, are still separated by a suitable distance in public places, and they don't even hold hands, and I have a little understanding in my heart. Come to think of it, Musa has lived in an environment where men and women have not been kissed since he was a child, and even if he can hug me left and right in a closed truck, he will inevitably pay attention to it when he returns to the daylight with a great view.

But there seemed to be something wrong with his words. I raised an eyebrow, folded my hand and asked, "So you mean that you get used to intimate contact with the opposite 'sex' at night?"

He smiled: "I tried it all night last night, and it's not a habit. ”

Hearing this, my face flushed a little, and I gently pushed him.

This time, he didn't dodge and quickly grabbed my hand: "You see, I'm learning to get used to it, and I'm making progress from just now." ”

My wrist was squeezed tightly by him, and I was even more ashamed, and whispered: "I know that in public places in Dubai, you can't hold hands at will, and now you can let go." ”

He shook his head and looked at me: "This is not a public place, this is a desert." ”

I opened my mouth and stubbornly argued, "But you also avoided me just now!"

Before he could finish speaking, Moussa pressed my finger on his face and closed his eyes, "I realized how good it feels when your finger stroked my face last night. Slowly, he opened his eyes, his gaze was deep, "When I left the car with you just now, I couldn't help but look at you again, wanting to keep this feeling, keep this memory." Although there was a sandstorm last night, it was the best night. I hardly dare to ask for it, and I can still experience it in the daylight. ”

A refreshing warm current rippled in my heart, the corners of my mouth raised, and my voice smiled, "How can there be so much that you can't ask for?"

He didn't answer my words, but stood on the roof of the truck and hugged me gently: "Cece, let me hold you a little longer." ”

"A moment is not enough. I blinked, added, and wrapped my hand around his waist as well.

He choked for a moment, then muttered, "I hope I can hold it a little longer......" He tightened his arms and whispered, "A little longer......"

Standing on the roof of the truck, looking down at the sandy ground, we hugged quietly, not knowing how long this hug would last or how difficult it would be. In the open and forbidden city of Dubai, hugging and kissing is a precarious act in public, so the dream of hugging and kissing in the barren desert will be longer......

By the afternoon, Moussa had shoveled away the sand that had accumulated around the truck, and I rearranged my belongings and luggage that had been 'messed up' by the wind. Although it was hot, because of the feelings in my heart, I became extremely motivated to work. I took out my tent and thought that I might be able to lie down with Moses tonight and count the stars, and my heart was very happy.

At this moment, suddenly the sound of an engine was faintly heard. Hearing this, Musa and I hurried towards the top of the sand dunes, and sure enough, we saw an off-road truck driving towards us.

Moussa hurriedly 'fired' the flare, and the flames burst into the sky with a loud sound. Immediately afterward, Brother Ricky's loud and 'excited' voice sounded: "We're back to pick you up!"