Chapter Twenty-Four: The Loneliest Long Night

We were all stunned.

I am reminded of an old news about the Lop Nur disaster -

In 1949, a plane from Chongqing to Dihua (Urumqi) disappeared over Shanshan, and in 1958 it was found on a salt crust east of Lop Nur, killing all the people on board. What is puzzling is that the plane was originally flying to the northwest, why did it suddenly change course and fly due south? Nobody knows.

Does this plane belong to our time, or to the time of the world outside?

Or did it fly and suddenly burst into the Ecstasy, causing it to crash?

I asked Meng Xiaoshuai: "Is it a flight, or a helicopter?" ”

Meng Xiaoshuai said: "I can't see it, it should be a small plane." ”

I said, "Did anyone survive?" ”

Meng Xiaoshuai said: "Definitely not, I fell all over the place." However, we did not see any corpses. ”

I said, "Have you found anything to eat?" Or other supplies? ”

Meng Xiaoshuai said: "The temperature of those wrecks is too high, and there are still burning in a few places, so you can't get close at all!" ”

After a moment of silence, I said, "We'll go see again tomorrow morning." ”

I didn't say it, but I felt weird in my heart.

The vast 100,000 square kilometers of Lop Nur, why did this plane crash near us? Could it be that this lake is at fault? I don't know why, but I had a guess in my mind that it was sending us something.

As for what it delivered, I don't know.

That evening, I told Bai Xinxin and Meng Xiaoshuai about the negotiations.

Bai Xinxin was silent, and Meng Xiaoshuai scolded her mother.

I would like to reassign the tents.

My idea is - Zhang Hui and I sleep in a tent, Pulp Juice and Meng Xiaoshuai sleep in a tent, and Wu Min and Bai Xinxin sleep in a tent. I even wanted to propose that Pulp Juice and Oh Min sleep in a tent on the grounds that Oh Min was too weak and Pul Juice just took care of him.

However, I used to live with Pulp, and now I propose to change the tent, which seems too sudden. I'm going to postpone it overnight and talk about it tomorrow.

This night, I want to be alone and quiet.

Originally, Bai Xinxin was supposed to be on duty tonight, but I said to him: "You have been running for a day, you are too tired, I will replace you." ”

Bai Xinxin said: "Thank you, I do have back pain. Driving in the desert takes half an hour to reach the physical limit. ”

At this point, you may ask-

Have you decided to distance yourself from the juices?

She was once snatched away by humanoids, you risked your life to save her back, she has no signs of life, but you don't let others bury her, you must spend the last night with her. That night, you sat next to her, whispering softly to her until she miraculously came back to life...... Have you forgotten?

The second time, you dived into the lake, and she sat on the edge of the lake, crying and waiting for you to come ashore, and ten old cows couldn't pull it back, and finally she lost her life for you...... Have you forgotten?

When you knew that the pulp was dead, you were so sad that you gave her the only piece of heaven on earth and buried it under the yellow sand...... Have you forgotten?

After Pulp leaves, Little 5 sits in the passenger seat next to you, and you always mistake her for Pulpy. You miss her so much! When she is by your side, you are not afraid of anything, and after she leaves, you feel that there is no point in doing anything...... Have you forgotten?

When the juice reappeared, you knew that the dead one was a copy of her, and how happy you were at that time, it seemed that the flowers of the whole world were blooming...... Have you forgotten?

After Pulp disappears again, you give up and leave, leaving alone, looking for her in the open air, looking for her...... Have you forgotten?

When you found the juice, you promised her that you would marry her when you went out, and you said that you would carry her to the place where the wedding was held. If you can't walk halfway, you lie down on the desert and use the sky as a quilt and the earth as a bed, and hug each other tightly...... Have you forgotten everything!

I haven't forgotten.

What I want to say to you is that this is love.

Everything is changing, and we can only trust the mood and vows of the moment.

If I am given a chance to defend myself, then I want to say, I have seriously thought about it, what Wu Min said is correct, I am afraid that I will live up to the trust and love of Pulp, and I am afraid that I will not be able to bear her long future. I can see this and it is maturity.

From a certain point of view, Wu Min may be more suitable for her. That is to say, Pulp Juice and Wu Min may be happier with me than with me.

If I love Pulp, why not make her happy?

In addition, Pulp Juice is young and not firm, and when she heard that she and Wu Min were a couple in their previous life, she was obviously loose.

I can't rub sand in my eyes.

You can say I'm picky, small-bellied, no way, since I was a child, I've always had this attitude towards the opposite sex.

However, I also want to tell you another true state of mind - when I decided to distance myself from the juice, my heart was so empty......

Juice should have sensed that I was avoiding her, she didn't ask anything, she lay down early, her tent was dark and there was no movement at all.

The emergency lights in the other two tents were turned off.

The whole of Lop Nur was engulfed in boundless darkness again.

I sat alone on the higher sand slope, thinking about my thoughts.

There are not many days left in life.

What is my daughter Meixi doing now?

It should be afternoon in her country, maybe she had just gotten home from school and was on the bus. Maybe a handsome French boy is escorting her.

Is she in a relationship?

After she went to live in France at the age of 8, I really wasn't a good father anymore, and I didn't even know if she had a boyfriend now......

Should I leave her a letter?

Oh, and by standard – a suicide note.

I wrote, press a stone against this desert, and one day she will see it?

If I hadn't been trapped in Lop Nur, if I had been in the normal world, then, when I was going to die, I would have written a suicide note, whether it was at the head of the bed, in my pocket, or arbitrarily posted on the Internet, she would have seen it.

And now, I think it is difficult to say a few words to my daughter at the end.

I raised my hands and compared them in front of my chest, making a "heart" shape, but the two index fingers were not next to each other, but left a little distance, becoming a deformed "M", M is the first letter of Meixi's French name, I used this hand shape to tell her: Meixi, Daddy loves you!

If there are a thousand words that you don't know how to express, if you can only choose one sentence, then it must be this one.

I told Monsoon a story called "Unprecedented" about a man and a woman who came down from the Himalayas and found that there was no one left in the world......

The situation described in that story is so similar to the present.

No people, no sound, no wind. There is no light. It's as quiet as prehistory.

When we are in the city, we are often troubled by the noise, the sound of the endless flow of cars, the sound of deafening pop songs in the loudspeakers along the street, the sound of firecrackers at weddings, the sound of children running and shouting in the community, the sound of old people playing saxophones or French horns, the sound of vendors selling endlessly, the sound of the city railway passing by, the sound of airplanes ringing through the sky, the shrill sound of electric drills at construction sites......

Now, it's a luxury to want to hear these sounds, even if it's the sound of neighbors' pots and pans......

I wrote a sad ballad in that story, and at this moment I seemed to faintly hear it ringing again—the big rabbit was sick, and the second rabbit was lo and behold. Three rabbits buy medicine, and four rabbits boil. Five rabbits died, and six rabbits carried. Seven rabbits dig holes, and eight rabbits bury. Nine Rabbits sat on the ground and began to cry, and Ten Rabbits asked him why he was crying? Nine rabbits said that the five rabbits will not come back! ……

THERE IS A READER NAMED @MONSTERSHOP--JIN, AND HE OR SHE ALSO DREW A PRINT SPECIFICALLY FOR THIS BALLAD, FRAMED IT, AND SENT IT TO ME. Now, I feel very warm.

There is also a reader who wrote an article in Zhou Dedong's post bar and found out 67 kinds of killing opportunities from this ballad.

Yes, reminiscing about the 10 rabbits in that print, they have expressions, relationships, words, emotions, actions, and intrigue...... In this dark night, the more I think about it, the more terrifying it becomes.

In the end, I was scared of even the simplest question - why did they suddenly speak?

Even a kindergarten kid can answer me: Uncle! That's a fairy tale!

Baby, uncle knows it's a fairy tale. I'm thinking about another question - if in real life, there were 10 rabbits, and they actually spoke, wouldn't they scare people to death?

In Lop Nur, in fact, many similar phenomena have happened.

And if the rabbit really spoke? What am I going to do?

I just looked at them stupidly, overwhelmed.

Overwhelmed......

I suddenly thought of a way to burn the painting that reader gave me!

It's dawn.

Everyone got up.

Bai Xinxin seemed to be in high spirits, and today we will return to the crash site.

Zhang Hui came over and said to me, "Boss Zhou, don't go, make up for sleep." ”

I said, "I'm not sleepy. I'd love to see what the hell was going on with that plane. ”

Zhang thought about it and said, "I'll stand guard tonight. ”

Wu Min's body has not recovered much, I let him stay at home with Pulp Juice, and Pulp Juice took care of him, and I took Zhang Hui, Bai Xinxin, and Meng Xiaoshuai to go.

Before leaving, Pulp walked up to me and whispered, "Take off your clothes." ”

I looked at her.

She said, "I'll wash you, you've been wearing it for a week." ”

I said, "No water, no washing." ”

"I use water from the lake," she said. ”

I said, "Not safe! ”

She said: "If the wind is good, it will be fine." Take it off, don't make excuses, I smell it all bad. ”

I went into the tent and changed out of my T-shirt and jeans.

They sweat profusely during the day, and at night when it's cold, they dry up again. Over and over again, it's now as hard as armor.

I put my clothes at the door of the tent and said to the juice, "Bring back the water and wash it." ”

"Go ahead," said Pulp. ”

Meng Xiaoshuai drove, and we set off.

When we got to the crash site, we reassembled the wreckage...... Guess what we see in the end?