Chapter 109: Trapped in the Desert (Part II)
Yin Qianhe cleared his throat and sang in a low voice. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
In order to save strength and saliva, she didn't dare to sing loudly like before.
"If the life of the red face has never been thin, is there a legend in this world, born as a moth, if you dare not put out the fire, what is the grandeur of this fate...... If love can be broken, it will be lonely after all, forgetting the cause and effect, the persistence of hard work, the false promise, and the empty consumption of this youth ......"
Yin Qianhe's singing voice is not outstanding to Qin Chong, but in this situation, listening to this emotional singing, it is extremely emotional.
In the dark night, the soft song was blown away by the cold wind in the endless desert, and immediately turned into a thousand bitterness and fell on the heart of the bitter lover.
The heart wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop. The dusty heartstrings whined in the wind, and the past of the years suddenly drowned out all consciousness and emotion.
I know it's fire, but I still have to put it out. Just ask how many people in this world are so blind and infatuated?
After Yin Qianhe finished singing, he couldn't wait to ask Qin Chong, "How is it?" Do I sing well? β
Qin Chong turned his head and wiped the corners of his eyes casually, and then looked back to see when Yin Qian was, and he was that calm appearance again.
"I've never heard a song like this, where did the girl learn it?"
Yin Qianhe was stunned and didn't answer, she was wondering if he was quietly crying when he listened to the song just now. He couldn't be thinking of his fiancΓ©e, right?
Damn, you shouldn't be singing this kind of song at this time, it's sad.
"Oops, this one is not good. We're stuck here, we're in a very low mood, we shouldn't be singing decadent songs, we should be singing something inspiring. Why don't I do another passionate song? β
Qin Zhong said: "It's better to stop singing, after all, we don't have much water left." β
"yes, then don't sing it. But what can you do without singing? It's such a cold day, and it's not good to tell cold jokes. β
Speaking of jokes, Yin Qianhe thought of the joke she told on her birthday, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"What is the girl laughing at?"
"It's nothing, it's just that I think of being a person around me who can't understand jokes, and telling jokes will be more boring."
Qin Zhong looked at her for a while, "Miss Yin, I always feel that you seem to be a little different from us. β
"Really? What's the difference? Is the nose different, or the eyes different? β
"I can't tell, it's just that you don't feel like you belong here, as if you're from a very different place."
"Ahaha......" Yin Qianhe touched the back of his head and laughed forcefully.
Oops, as if exposed. Do you want to tell him the truth? Forget it, after all, her experience is so bizarre that even she often wonders if she is dreaming.
"Delusion, delusion. Maybe it's because I often say weird things and do weird things. No two leaves are exactly the same, and no two leaves are completely different. Although I have a lot of differences with you, I also have a lot in common, and you can't just see my abnormality and ignore my normal appearance. β
Finding such a philosophical excuse, Yin Qianhe couldn't help but feel secretly proud. Even if Qin Chongshu reads a lot, he has never heard this philosophical saying.
Qin nodded and said, "This is reasonable."
Both of them seemed to have nothing to say, and were silent at the same time.
The wind was blowing again, and the cold wind swept past the ears with a very thin whimper, blowing people inexplicably vigilant.
Yin Qianhe looked left and right, but didn't find anything abnormal, only felt colder than just now.
She moved her body and the stone she was sitting on to the fire, and put her hands on the fire to keep warm, roasting and rubbing for a while, and her hands soon warmed up.
It was particularly embarrassing for the two of them not to speak together, and she thought that she should find something to say, and her hand unconsciously rubbed her nose.
Seeing her like this, Qin Zhong asked with a smile, "Miss Yin, why do you always like to touch your nose." β
Yin Qianhe put down his hand and said: "Habit, it's just a habit, it's like this when you think about things." Although it is always said, it just can't be changed. β
"And what were you thinking?"
Yin Qianhe hesitated for a moment, but still asked in a low voice: "Second Master Qin, can I ask you a question?" β
"What?"
"Do you really plan to never get married in this life?"
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There was a long silence, and the air seemed to condense into a miserable cloud.
"I don't have the right to let any woman give me my heart again."
Yin Qianhe disagreed, "I've heard about you, and it's not your fault, you shouldn't take all the responsibility on yourself." β
"Shouldn't you?" Qin Chong's tone was colder than the air around him, but he didn't continue after saying these two words.
"Don't blame me for being troublesome, I just think you're too bitter. The dead are long gone, and we living people still have to steal life. If you want to live and make yourself live a little better, then why do you have to live so painfully? Yin Qianhe said cautiously.
"Get used to it. If it weren't for this pain, I might not feel like I'm alive. β
"What about your relatives and friends? Don't you care about their kindness to you? β
"Who?"
"For example, your sister, Brother Xiaohu, Fan Gongzi, Brother Wei Chi, and Xie Yu, they all care about you. And me, after this trip to the Western Regions, we can be regarded as friends. β
Qin Chong's eyes stared at the fire in front of him, the fire flickered in his eyes, but it couldn't drive away the bitter cold in his eyes.
"I know all of this and I'll do my best to reciprocate. It's just that I want to be in charge of my own affairs, and I don't want to hurt others because I can't help myself. β
"It's not like you're going to get anything in return. Since you are someone who really cares about you, you naturally hope that you are well, and this is the best reward for them. Besides, isn't it just to open your heart to others again, how can you hurt others? β
Yin Qianhe's tone began to have some lessons, because she really couldn't stand Qin Chong's depressed appearance. Although the man who is affectionate is good, but the affection is so heavy that she can't agree with it.
"Second Master Qin, everything has to be tried, why don't you give yourself and others a chance? You're sure to meet a woman who deserves to let go of your past and start over. β
"Miss Yin, thank you for your kind advice. But Qin is already a person with a dead heart, and it is impossible to talk about starting over, just like now. Okay, it's late at night, and you'll have to continue your journey tomorrow morning, so you'd better rest for a while. β
Qin Chong used "late night" to send Yin Qianhe away, which meant that the conversation could no longer continue.
Although Yin Qianhe was unwilling, he had no choice but to accept the words, and lay on his knees to rest with his eyes closed. Qin Chong was guarding the fire next to him, and he didn't know when he would stop.
The edge of the desert met the sky, and several teams of searchers who set off from Wei Chi's house were already walking in the desert, all of them still holding torches in their hands.
"Second master, Miss Yin......"
Wu Xiaohu's voice resounded through the silent desert, without echo, let alone response.
The guide reminded him: "We have fire, if they are nearby, it will be easy to find us, there is no need to shout like you, save some effort at this time."
Wu Xiaohu was so anxious, where would he pay attention to the guide's advice,
"In case they don't notice, torches aren't enough."
After speaking, he half-covered his mouth alone, changed direction and called out to Qin Chong. (To be continued.) )