The desert is lonely.

The endless desert, incomparably magnificent and empty, the sun sets, looking at the dyed horizon at the end of the horizon, feeling the incomparable magnificence and ...... of the motherland

Desolation

Wang Yan was traveling alone, he was very tired, the sun was setting, the hot sand that was originally scorched by the scorching sun now the temperature dropped below the body temperature in an instant, he didn't know when he would be able to get out of this desert, and he didn't know if he would be able to carry it tonight.

Reaching out and pulling out the ravaged bottle of mineral water hanging from his waist, there was still about a fifth in it, and this was the last bit of water he had.

Unscrewed the cap, drank it all, and casually tossed the broken bottle aside.

He gave up resistance.

Lie down at a relatively comfortable angle, try not to let the sand get into your ears, close your eyes, and enjoy the last moments of your life.

In the desert, only the time when the sun has just set is the most comfortable, unlike the scorching sun during the day, and not as biting as in the middle of the night.

He graduated a few days ago, and at the same time said goodbye to his classmates and friends on campus, after all, some of these people said goodbye, then maybe they will never see each other again in this life.

After leaving school with his diploma, he began to travel.

I made an appointment with a few people online, got everything ready and started the trip with them.

Until that sandstorm two days ago.

Wang Yan was completely separated from the crowd.

To be honest, in terms of scenery alone, this desert is really beautiful, but this beauty is somewhat fatal.

I don't know how long it took, but Wang Yan, who was asleep, shivered violently and woke up from his dream.

At this time, his body temperature was already frighteningly low, and his lips were white and chapped due to lack of water.

He pursed his lips, and his mouth was filled with the fishy smell of blood.

Just yesterday, he was confident that he would be able to get out of this desert and return to the embrace of civilization, and now the last bit of hope has been diluted by the smell of blood.

At the beginning of this trip, Wang Yan also did a lot of homework with confidence, and even he never disdained to tie a belt, he tied a belt around his waist, always thinking that in case of any danger, if there is no food, this belt may be able to save his life, but who would have thought that this special belt is still artificial leather.

The belt that he swallowed with confidence yesterday can still feel the position in his body.

If you can't digest it, let's say that this stomach hurts so much that I can't stand it.

Now he really didn't have any strength at all, and it was a bit difficult to sit up.

Inadvertently, I found that I was already half-buried in the earth, and there was a lot of sand in my ears.

Wang Yan hated this feeling, struggled to climb up, looked up at the starlight in the sky, and there was a kind of quiet beauty in the emptiness.

I think the last time I looked up at the sky like this was when I was a child, and I felt like I hadn't seen it for a long time.

Now all he could do was wait quietly for death to come.

Wang Yan held his dry upper eyelids with great difficulty, pinching his fingers over and over again counting what meaningful things he had done in his life, what happy things he had, and what he regretted.

Looking at his own hand, which didn't seem to have much moisture, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

When it came, the expectations of the heart were much lower.

Wang Yan sighed in his heart more than once, he just had some incurable disease and admitted it when he died, even if he could see the smiles of the nurses and sisters before he died, he would die if he died.

"I'm still a virgin. “

In such a quiet night, the young man lying in the desert, although he still had a trace of consciousness, had a little sand in his mouth and nose.

"Is this going to die?"

The fear of death and the desire for the taste of the past life made him feel more complicated than ever before, he didn't expect that the roasted whole sheep that was a little hot at the graduation party was so tempting to him at the moment, he didn't expect that his untimely death was not the beautiful little nurse, but the yellow sand in front of him.

Goodbye to this shit-like graduation trip, goodbye to all the people I know and don't know, goodbye, the dreamlike eight cuisines......

At the moment when he was waiting for death with a completely dead heart, the tip of the pen suddenly smelled a strange fragrance, and his lips smashed it, as if he had recovered a trace of moisture.

As a result of several days of traveling in the desert, his nose became increasingly sensitive to moisture.

Really.

Silently, this vast desert actually fogged up, which is extremely rare in the desert.

Struggling to sit up from the sand that was about to bury itself, he greedily sucked the water from the fog.

However, to Wang Yan's surprise, the fog was blue, which seemed to give people a glimmer of hope in this desert.

If you look closely, you don't know what it is in the fog, and the silk is entwined, as if extremely slender strands of hair are sprinkled from the sky.

I want to reach out and grab it, but it easily dissipates.

Unconsciously, the mist grew heavier, and the pale blue fog was wrapped in a hazy and hazy haze, enveloping the desert.

Careful observation shows that in addition to some of these "filaments" sprinkled in the sky, the other seventy percent are from the direction in front of Wang Yan.

By this time, he had long lost his ability to discern direction, and the thick fog obscured the sky and the sun, making it all seem so weird.

Although the weather in this vast desert is changeable, and it even snows from time to time, the scene in front of you is really abnormal.

He couldn't stop any longer.

If he stopped at this point, he really couldn't stand up again.

There was silence all around, save for the sound of his own wheezing and his feet on the sand.

At first, before walking into this desert, they had heard from the local old herdsmen that there were strange things in this desert, and that a person would always encounter some strange things or see some strange things when walking in the desert.

They didn't care until the big sandstorm a few days ago, and everyone in the camping party was gone.

Maybe there's something else in the desert.

Until now, Wang Yan didn't understand how much wind could blow a fully loaded pickup into the sky.

I don't know why, but the more I walked, the more I could hear the buzzing in my ears.

Gradually, the buzzing sound in his ears became more and more serious, shocking Wang Yan's head straight and dizzy, and the skin on his body began to gradually turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even began to seep blood.

Unknown symptoms.

Consciousness gradually blurred, and Wang Yan vaguely saw that there seemed to be an extremely bewitching flower in front of him.

These hair-like rays originated from this flower.

Despair?

What are you kidding, come to the desert brigade which door to travel.

The closer he got to his body, the more painful he felt, at this time, Wang Yan seemed to have suffered extremely strong radiation, and the appearance of his body was oozing blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes had already been broken by blood.

Unwilling to ......

Consciousness gradually blurred, but this flower also became Wang Yan's last resentment.

Approached and ripped off the flower whose name it didn't know, and forced it into its stomach like a cow chewing a peony.

"I really want to eat pot-wrapped meat, the ...... of sweet and sour sauce" Wang Yan raised his head suddenly, and a stream of green light burst out from Wang Yan's mouth, and Wang Yan lost consciousness from then on