"Well, it's jerky. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The little girl said.

"What fruit?"

Chen Xiaojiao asked curiously.

The girl shook her head and said, "I don't know, I just know it's delicious." I found it in the Gobi, dozens of miles away, and no one in the village knew about it. If they knew, I wouldn't be able to eat it. ”

She said as a matter of course, as if her things were robbed as a matter of course.

"Aren't you resisting?"

Chen Xiaojiao asked.

"I can't resist, I don't want to resist, I was raised by them. ”

The little girl said as she put the dried fruit on the stone table.

Chen Xiaojiao was silent, picked it up and tasted it, it was sour and astringent, it was not delicious, but it could also be eaten.

After taking a bite, he looked at the girl who was staring at him and asked, "Why don't you eat it?" ”

"You eat. ”

The little girl said, swallowing as she spoke.

Chen Xiaojiao smiled, pushed the unknown dried fruit to her, and said, "You eat, I'm not hungry." ”

"You're lying, you said you were hungry before. ”

The little girl looked up and said.

"I'm really not hungry, or you eat, and you eat and I'll eat the rest. ”

Chen Xiaojiao said softly.

"That's fine. ”

The little girl nodded, grabbed a piece of pulp and stuffed it into her mouth, looking satisfied.

Chen Xiaojiao sighed, growing up in this environment, without a father or mother, I don't know how she grew up.

"I'm full, this is for you. ”

The little girl pushed the last piece of pulp to him.

Chen Xiaojiao was not humble and took a bite.

After eating this not good, but warm dinner, Chen Xiaojiao took a sip of the spring water that the little girl had gotten.

"I don't know your name yet?"

Chen Xiaojiao asked.

"Bu Jun'er. ”

The little girl looked out at the vast sea of sand and said.

"You've been alone since you were a kid?"

Chen Xiaojiao asked again.

"Well, when I was very young, my parents were bitten to death by a desert wolf in a wine glass. ”

Bu Jun'er said.

Chen Xiaojiao nodded and didn't ask any more.

"Can you tell me about the outside?"

Bu Jun'er turned her head to look at him and asked hopefully.

Chen Xiaojiao was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Of course you can, the outside world has entered the modern ......"

Two people, one big and one small, sat on the dilapidated stone steps in front of the stone house. One speaks seriously, the other listens carefully. The sun is setting, reflecting on their faces, the sea of sand, the sunset, the stone houses, and the people, a beautiful picture is formed.

"Click!"

A shutter sounded, recording the footage.

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In front of the stone house, Chen Xiaojiao wrapped his clothes.

The desert at night is at the opposite end of the day. His clothes are still the ones he usually wears, and they are deliberately worn and worn, and they are not cold at all.

"I'll go make a fire. ”

Listening to Chen Xiaojiao's narration, Bu Jun'er, who was still unsatisfied, said.

"I'll be with you. ”

Chen Xiaojiao said.

"No, pick up the firewood. ”

Bu Jun'er said, and then she picked up a piece of wood and drilled wood to make a fire, what an ancient method of making fire!

"Here, use this. ”

Chen Xiaojiao took out a lighter and said.

"Is this the lighter, you said?"

Bu Jun'er asked curiously.

Chen Xiaojiao smiled, lit a fire, and made a fire.

Under the flames, feeling the warmth of the flames, he felt better.

"Can you show me?"

Bu Jun'er asked cautiously.

"Here you go, but don't mess around!"

Chen Xiaojiao said with a smile.

"Uh-huh!"

Bu Jun'er nodded again and again, and played with it.

Chen Xiaojiao smiled and continued to talk about things outside. At this time, I was already talking about my student days.

Bu Jun'er raised her little head with a yearning expression. Then he lowered his head and became depressed.

"Do you have a dream? Do you want to stay in this village forever?"

Chen Xiaojiao asked the little girl Bu Jun'er.

"No, I'm going to have to get out of here when I grow up. ”

Bu Jun'er shook her head resolutely and said yearningly.

Chen Xiaojiao smiled and thought in his heart.

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While they were chatting, outside, a set of photos appeared on Facebook. The caption of the photo is: A beautiful picture of the desert in the sunset.

Facebook, as an international social giant, uploads a large number of images every day. A group of ordinary tourists, taking pictures of the desert, it is difficult to attract attention. If it's a star, it can attract attention instantly.

New York, USA.

In an apartment, an Oriental woman looked at the comments on Facebook with a sad face. Those remarks were all about Chen Xiaojiao's disappearance, the outside world's speculation about this matter, and the progress.

Many speculate that Chen Xiaojiao may have been killed.

didn't see this kind of remarks, and she was even more sad.

Suddenly, she unconsciously flipped to a landscape photo, and when she wanted to close the web page, her eyes widened, she stood up, and stared at the screen.

Realizing something, she hurriedly left a message to the person who sent this Facebook post and retweeted it.

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Philadelphia, USA.

Song Linjiao's face was cold, she looked at a strong man in front of her, and asked, "Do they really say that?"

"Yes, Miss, the people on Bei Island say that if you dare to violate again, you will be killed. ”

The strong man said respectfully.

"Bang ......"

Song Linjiao slapped the table, "What a killing, is it really Chen Xiaojiao alive?" Send someone to continue to negotiate in the past, and rob me to rob Bei Dao." There are a lot of people staring at me lately, and I can't let others take the lead. ”

"Yes. ”

The stout man asked without the slightest hesitation.

"Miss, wait, it's not good. ”

At this time, a mature woman in her 30s shouted as she ran in this direction.

Song Linjiao's eyelids jumped, and she said, "What's the matter, I'm in a panic." ”

"Miss, take a look at this. ”

The mature woman handed over a tablet in her hand.

Song Linjiao took it, and her eyes widened suddenly, staring at the screen, one big and one small, in the sunset.

"When was this filmed?"

She asked through some gritted teeth.

"This is something I inadvertently found on Facebook this evening, reposted by a small star. As far as I understand, it is estimated that it was inadvertently photographed by tourists. ”

Said the mature woman.

"Quick, find out where he is, send someone over, get ahead of the others, kill him, kill him. ”

Song Linjiao shouted loudly: "In addition, contact the pharmaceutical group, contact the Cleveland consortium, cooperate with them, kill him, he must be killed, and he must not be allowed to leave the desert alive." She shouted hysterically.

"Miss, do you want to inform the master. ”

The mature woman said hesitantly.

"No, go ahead and kill him for me. Song Linjiao roared, as if she hated Chen Xiaojiao to the extreme.