Standing in the place agreed with Qu Zheng outside the black city, I still have some palpitations when I think of the scene just now.

The car looked familiar, and the doors were open, and beside the saddle there was a fallen red heel that I had seen Mei Mei wear.

Just when I wanted to lean out again to see what was going on, the strong man who was holding Mei Mei in the morning came out of the house, and almost saw me, I shivered, instinctively shrunk my neck, and I heard him shout: "Daddy......" I didn't hear clearly, I quickly ran out on tiptoe.

Thinking very secretly, the janitor aunt, the uncle, the strong man, the relationship is self-evident, but what is going on with Meimei?

A shadow obscured the top of my head, and when I pulled back my thoughts and reacted, it was right in front of my bright black eyes.

"What's wrong today, always in a daze?" I saw fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and he was breathing a little as he spoke.

"Why are you sweating profusely," I asked him rhetorically.

He changed his tune to a ruffian tone and smiled back at me: "Isn't this missing you?" ”

I sighed and couldn't help blurting out: "Have you seen Meimei?" ”

He was obviously stunned for a moment: "Meimei? Why are you jealous, how do I know, you should ask the stage artist, right? ”

I looked straight at him with my eyes wide open, and he looked back at me very calmly, spreading his palms to show his innocence.

"Yes, irrelevant people," I whispered, but my heart was a heat tumbling and a little irritated, and I pulled out a cigarette and put it to my lips.

"Girl, don't smoke all the time," he said, reaching out and taking the cigarette from the corner of my mouth, crushing it with one hand and throwing it into the sand.

"Well," I got into the jeep with my head down, digging a hole in the sand with my shoes, and after driving away the restlessness.

Xiaozhu is Yan Dong's hair, Yan Dong is a serious officer, they can't push me into anything, and I am Xu Chengcheng's daughter, what am I afraid of!

***

The strange forest is a battlefield thousands of years ago, once the blood stained this desert red, the original trees have since died, and the branches are still standing for thousands of years.

From a distance, the woods stretching for several kilometers are of different shapes, like struggling soldiers.

Since road trips and outdoor adventures became popular, it has also become a must-stop for desert walkers. On one side of the woods is the meandering Na River, and in the middle part is a series of sand dunes, and on the back of the dunes there are a few clearings in the direction of the woods, which is now the campsite.

The car had to stop in a public clearing outside the woods, and we had to haul our camping stuff along the path in the woods to the camp behind the dunes.

This kind of manual work was naturally done by Qu Zheng, so I took a hand and walked along the woods with him.

The dead branches were penetrated by the light of the setting sun, and the mottled shadows of the trees were reflected on the limestone gray ground, and they felt inexplicably gloomy.

Qu Zheng shuddered when he saw it, and didn't forget to tease me: "It's still too late to retreat at this time, small courtyard!" ”

I took advantage of the fact that he bent down to lower the tent, and pinched his waist, and came to simply open a little, so that I could please myself.

He smiled for the first time in a long time, his snow-white teeth shining in the light, and raised his eyebrows at me and said, "Work hard, I'll go get the rest, if you're lazy and careful, I'll settle the account with you." ”

I lifted my arm and pushed his back with the palm of my hand, and our feelings naturally pulled back to the intimacy of a couple.

"Brother Qu, it's here." I turned my head and saw that the monkey had walked past to say hello, followed by Da Ling.

The monkey has always been very polite to us, especially after that two nights, and even more flattering to Qu Zheng.

Hearing that Qu Zheng went to get something, he also volunteered to help.

He and Da Ling have been here for a long time, and they have finished Brother Zhao and their tents, saying that Brother Zhao is going to do something and will come at the party.

Looking at the back of him and Qu Zheng leaving, when I was about to go back to set up the tent, Da Ling called me.

"Who...," she stammered.

"Call me?" I turned around, and after these days, I realized that Da Ling is quite simple, but the lifestyle she chooses is not very different from ours, and she is not a bad person.

"I'm sorry before, I.... It's a bit excessive," she rubbed the blurred eyeliner at the corner of her eye with her hand, and the heavy makeup was removed, and she still looked like a girl next door.

"I want to ask what to say," I said, with a calm face.

"Do you know where Meimei went, I heard that I left with your stage uncle, how can I say it, hey, Meimei took me into the industry, this time I came, I can't get through to her phone and I'm a little worried or something, I can't tell....." Da Ling was a little incoherent, and her hands kept rubbing on the sides of her body.

"The choreographers are all from Kyoto, and I'll help you inquire when I go back," I can only say that.

"Okay, thank you, don't take it to heart before, I, I can't speak......" She looked up at me with a hint of pity, and after stuffing a note with her phone number in my hand, she ran to their tent.

A puff of dust passed, and I blinked my eyes, and my heart was faintly sour.

People are really like ants, where have you been?

Maybe it just quietly disappears into a corner, and we can't do anything about it......