Since the implementation of land reform in his hometown, the majesty of Young Master Bahar has disappeared without a trace like a crop field that has been treated with herbicides. He was used to being idle all day, and suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of loss and boredom.

He has never done the work in the field, and he really doesn't want to do it, so let's herd the sheep, and I feel uncomfortable for people to point their fingers and poke their hearts. After much thought, I decided to find a sparsely populated place to graze. First, it can reduce the burden on the family, and secondly, it can also be used to relax. These days, he, the eldest young master who has always been arrogant and domineering, can be choked enough. But in the face of the powerful people's war, he was weak and dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

The terrain around Bosten Lake was clear to Bahar like the palm of his hand, and after pondering it for a long time, he decided to graze his cattle on a dirt hill near the edge of Lop Nur. The area is open, the water and grass are abundant, and because of the frequent presence of wolves, ordinary herders do not dare to approach it. The audacious Bahar chose to be there, just to be isolated.

The warm and just sun, which always distributes the high and the low, sprinkles the white light evenly on the earth. The sunny earth mountains and green grass, cattle and sheep are like dots, and on the platform of the nest wind, a half-old yurt house, like a bride who is angry, quietly isolated there. In the shade of the yurt, on the newly made reed mats, Bahar curled up lazily like a well-fed wolf.

The biggest advantage of grazing here is that you don't have to worry about your own flock, which will cause trouble caused by mixing with other people's flocks. In addition, the pasture has no owner, and there is no crop land around. Therefore, as long as Bahar opened the fence early in the morning, the shepherd dog drove back the round-bellied sheep with the sun, and planted the fence gate himself, which was considered to be the completion of the day's work. The rest of the time, apart from getting myself something to eat, was to curl up in the sun or punch and kick the dummy made of dead tree stumps.

Originally, at the beginning of spring this year, Bahar was going to officially marry his beautiful fiancée. But when the other party saw that Bahar had become a poor man and his father had been beaten into a landlord, he categorically repented and married a poor peasant relative in the northern Xinjiang. Bahar was almost a madman under the double blow of the huge wave. That's why my father agreed to allow Bahar to come alone in this deserted place. Perhaps, this is his paradise.

Today's sun, listless like a cold grandfather, a layer of thin or thick gray clouds, passing in front of the sun's face, and deliberately slowing down, sticky to take away the warmth that originally belonged to the earth.

Bahar's mood was as gloomy as the weather to-day, and without the warmth of the sun, he reclined on the reed mat as if he were sitting on pins and needles, so he simply got up and walked towards a rare spring of sweet water not far away.

I had just turned a dirt beam half-covered by weeds, and I was surprised to find a Uyghur woman, wrapped tightly and drinking water by the spring. From a distance, the woman had a graceful body and clear lines, as elegant and beautiful as a fairy sent by Hu Da.

Bahar's surprise is not trivial, for most of the past six months, except for his father riding a horse every month to bring him some food and drink, he has hardly seen a human being, let alone a sultry woman.

Bahar approached cautiously and slowly, as if he was afraid that once the woman was frightened, she would fly into the sky or suddenly disappear without a trace, and he didn't even dare to breathe. But the crazy heartbeat made him restless and palpitating.

The woman seemed to have spotted Bahar, glanced at her in disbelief, and then twisted her body in a slight panic and prepared to leave. When Bahar saw that she could neither fly nor disappear before her eyes like smoke, his burden suddenly grew. I saw him come to the woman in three steps and two steps, saluted the woman in a slightly hurry, and said incoherently: "It's a hot day...... Gobi...... Wolf ......"

The woman smiled through the veil and said, "I'm going to a relative's house in Ushtara, and I seem to have lost my way." Really, without the sun, there is no direction, Hu Da, what can I do. As he spoke, a loud voice came out of his mouth.

Bahar was secretly happy, and when he heard the woman's voice seem to have some Tajik accents, he leaned closer and said, "Is it a Tajik?" There are no people in a radius of dozens of miles here, and you can't get out of this Gobi before dark, so it's better to stay with me for one night, and tomorrow morning, I'll ride you out of the Gobi. As he spoke, he looked at the woman with fiery eyes.

The woman seemed to hesitate for a moment, glanced around abruptly, shook her head sadly, looked cowardly, and whispered, "You...... Is home here? ”

The woman hesitated and tiptoed in the direction of Bahar's finger, as if she sighed helplessly, bowed slightly to Bahar, and said in a low voice: "You are a good person, I listen to you." So saying, he silently followed Bahar like a obedient little lamb.

As if he had glimpsed the secret of the barren mountain, the sun suddenly waved his hand to tear open the entangled thin clouds, and sprinkled the light that should be on the earth without hesitation. The earth mountain, which has been dull for most of the day, suddenly looks yin and yang, and the green grass is delicate, and the cattle and sheep grazing leisurely, like careless fairies and spilled jewels, are dotted on the gentle and individual slow slope.

Seeing the yurt, the woman's footsteps seemed to lag for a moment, her eyes glanced around suspiciously, and finally fixed her gaze on the far north.

Bahar felt a slight voice behind him, turned his head and looked at the hesitant woman enthusiastically and said, "Don't look, you can't get out, and there are wolves in the night." As he spoke, he made a pounce with his teeth bared.

Speaking of the wolf, the woman's expression seemed to be nervous, and her steps became faster. Climbing up the slow slope, when approaching the platform of the yurt, the woman's footsteps paused again, her eyes hesitantly looked at the yurt, which was not even a little angry, and whispered timidly: "What about your family?" I also saw the Balangzi (child) calling. ”

Bahar was slightly stunned, and then said casually, "Oh, they have gone to herd the sheep." As he spoke, he gestured to the flock of sheep dotted on the opposite slope.

The woman turned her head to look at the faintly visible flock of sheep as she slowly moved closer to the yurt. Seeing Bahar, and making a dashing dance move at her, the woman hesitantly and carefully reached out and lifted a corner of the door curtain, and saw that there was only a lonely futon inside, so she hurriedly took two steps back as if she saw a hungry wolf. But just as she was about to turn around, she was held tightly in her arms by Bahar from behind.

Bahar hugged the frightened and struggling woman into the yurt, and said with some gasp: "Today is a good day for you and me, and I will make you as happy and comfortable as a lamb in the sun, come!" My heart, you've kept me waiting too long. ”

However, just when Bahar had just felt the fascination of another wonderful world that made his heart feel refreshed, he suddenly felt that his left foot was slammed by a heavy object falling from the sky, and his eyes were suddenly dizzy. Stunned, the woman's body twisted violently, and Bahar's head was hit hard by the ensuing elbow. Unsuspecting, Bahar let go of his hands and fell to the ground with a bang.

However, the strong Bahar is a practitioner after all, and just as he rolled to the ground, he saw the woman twisting and wanted to run, but as soon as his feet crossed Bahar's side, he was held in his arms. The woman's feet froze, and her graceful body fell to the ground like a severed tree.

However, the woman was no one to wait, and when she whirled into a snake, she swung her fist straight at Bahar's face. In desperation, Bahar let go of the woman's feet, and his fists blocked the woman's attack, and the woman jumped up and pulled away.

Bahar hurriedly took off a dragon on the spot and stood opposite the woman. The two looked at each other hatefully for a moment, and then punched and kicked together. At first, Bahar still had a little pity for the jade, and only used seven points of strength in his fists and feet. However, women are like rain of fists and feet, pressing step by step. In the panic, Bahar could only parry but had no power to fight back, not only that, but he also took a few punches from others. Although it didn't hurt, it made the left side of his face slightly swollen.

This angered the male lion in estrus, only to see him use his unique heavy punch, whirring and smashing at the woman mercilessly, and shouted intermittently: "Even if you break your leg, you are also my woman." He shouted, but his hands and feet did not slow down at all. At this time, the woman could only rely on dexterous footwork to dodge left and right, and she had no ability to fight back.

At this moment, Bahar's feet seemed to be tripped by a stone, and his body stumbled slightly, and the woman took the opportunity to swing her leg outward, hitting her neck, and Bahar's body was so skewed that she almost fell. The woman twisted her body and sped down the slope like a rabbit that had flipped off.

Bahar was slightly stunned, and then chased after him like a mad lion. Bahar was familiar with the terrain, and a few ups and downs got in front of the woman. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the woman did not say much, but raised her fists and kicked and rolled towards Bahar.

Seeing that the speed of the woman's fists and kicks was far less dense and powerful than at the beginning, and the sharp rise and fall of her breasts had already exposed her strength. Therefore, Bahar was not in a hurry to win, he wanted to let the untamed lioness obediently fall into his arms.

At this time, Bahar came up with a way for Huzi to deal with himself in the ring, you are fast and I am fast, and you are slow and I am slow. From time to time, he also made a funny and provocative expression.

Bahar was fighting lightly and arrogantly, only to see the woman make a false move, and just as Bahar was glaring and laughing, suddenly a mouthful of warm spit sprayed sticky on Bahar's eyes. Bahar was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly wiped it with his sleeve. When she opened her eyes, the woman's figure had flashed ten meters away. Bahar sneered, and then he fought to catch up, and he was bound to win.

But just as Bahar was in reach, the woman suddenly sat down on the ground and tore off the veil covering her face.

Bahar stood still, like a statue carved out of stone, motionless.