Man is too small for the world, and when he comes to the world, he is born. Leaving the world, a sentence is dead.

It may be a pity for the world as a whole that a genius has passed, but the world has many more geniuses who have contributed to humanity in one way or another.

But for Wu Zhixing, the passing of this person is the passing of a world.

He staggered and couldn't stand on his feet, looking at the empty hospital bed and unable to accept the fact.

Even if I knew that she was weak and sick a long time ago, I also knew that her illness would not last long.

Wu Zhixing sat slowly on the hospital bed, the smell of disinfectant in his nose, and thought to himself, maybe it would be a relief for her.

But for himself, it is a catastrophe.

He didn't go to Jiang Lin's funeral, and he didn't shed a single tear, and then he should eat three meals without falling, get up early and go to bed early.

Wu Zhixing quit his job and has never been involved in anything in the field of security again.

He went to visit the mountains and rivers, had a good time, traveled all over the mountains and seas, greeted the sunrise and sent away the sunset.

He has experienced the magnificence of mountains, the atmosphere of deserts, the mystery of the ocean, the exquisiteness of islands, and the nature of forests.

"I said buddy, you can go to so many places because your legs are inconvenient, it's amazing." The traveler who was with him asked casually, and there was no malicious intent.

"Walk around as much as you can." Wu Zhixing replied, obviously looking like a young man, but his tone was inexplicably vicissitudes.

The desert nights were a little cold, people gathered around the campfire, and some people began to tell stories about why they fell in love with the wandering life.

Some people are about to get married after seven years of love, but they are green, and they can't stay in the circle of life, so they come out and walk around.

Some people don't have a good job and can't stand the atmosphere of intrigue for a little salary, so they save money to travel.

Some people love adventure and have a smooth life, but they just like to challenge the strange and the unknown, so they come out and drift.

Almost everyone told their own stories, and people's eyes fell on Wu Zhixing.

His originally indifferent eyes became gentle, and he said, "There's no reason, I just want to see more of the world." ”

As the night deepened, people returned to their tents to rest.

The campfire began to dim and was about to go out.

He took out the pendant that he wore around his neck and hidden in his clothes, not a pendant to be exact, but a simple red rope with a crystal hairpin hanging from it.

Hairpins are a very common kind, not something valuable, but more precious than anything else.

He kissed the hairpin lightly and said, "This is the edge of the Sahara, tomorrow the team will go deep into the desert, I guess you don't like it, it's too barren." ”

Wu Zhixing once thought about going together on the day of Jiang Lin's burial, but he knew that Jiang Lin would not like himself who did not cherish life.

She used to envy people's healthy bodies, but she was confined to a hospital bed as a waste for four years, until she died, and never left the city where she was born.

He carried her hairpin, as if he was walking with her, thousands of mountains and rivers.

Early the next morning, the expedition team set out into the depths of the Sahara Desert.

The weather in the desert is basically unchanged, except for the scorching sun.

Of course, there are also occasional differences, such as sandstorms.

The team, which had been gathered for various reasons, was unable to complete the journey, and they were buried in the desert by the stormy sands.

For the whole world, it is a trivial matter.

But for their families, it was devastating.

(End of this plane)