This 218 National Highway is a highway built in the fifties, opened up from the desert to Ruoqiang County, although it is along the area of the Tarim River of the Peacock River, but most of the places here are the Gobi Desert, the highway has carried decades of years, the years have changed, it has fallen into disrepair, many places have been rotten, although the appearance of the highway can still be seen, but the highway is full of sharp gravel and gravel, it is the moment to test the quality of the bus and the tires, and the speed has also slowed down.

I can feel that the bus master is an old driver, holding the steering wheel, flat, there is nothing to worry about, leaning against the window, looking at the empty and wild Gobi Desert outside and the dust raised in time, although I have not been to the Lop Nur Desert, but I am no stranger to the desert, once I have entered the Inner Mongolia desert many times, there is a lot of experience, however, in the face of the Lop Nur area known as the sea of death, there is still an unspeakable emotion in my heart, as if I am very afraid, but there is some expectation, It's hard to explain.

I don't know how long it took, I was a little drowsy in the bumps, after all, this way, although I was sitting, I couldn't lift my spirits, at this time, the bus suddenly came from a bang explosion, I slammed up, I felt the bus tilted in a direction, I was unstable, I threw myself into the side of the car laneway, I was a criminal policeman, I thought I met the thugs who blocked the road and robbed, instinctively stood up, but I didn't expect to encounter the bus brakes suddenly, and the person fell to the side, He grabbed the armrest of the chair opposite, but unfortunately, he didn't grasp the armrest, but grabbed a hand.

At that time, I was in a nervous state, I instinctively let go of my hand, and fell into the aisle, before the bus stopped, my head hit the aisle board, my head almost buzzed, a little dizzy, fortunately, the bump eased, I hurriedly held my head with both hands, so as not to be hit again.

Soon, the bus stopped, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I grabbed my arm with both hands and came up, and a youthful girl's voice came: "Big brother, are you okay?" ”

I opened my eyes, sat up with the strength of these soft and warm hands, and turned my head to see a beautiful girl with soft and curly hair, very fair skin, obviously a minority girl.

Before leaving, I still have some understanding of some ethnic groups in Ruoqiang County, including Mongolian, Uygur, Han, Hui and Dongxiang ethnic groups, and I feel that this girl is a bit like a Uygur girl, not very old, only in her twenties, wearing not Uygur clothes, just a refreshing pale pink skirt, giving people a charming and seductive atmosphere in youth, plus this girl has a bright smile of hospitality on her face, and she can't help but stare at her fondly.

Of course, this is not the meaning of falling in love with each other, I know that it is love at first sight, but that thing is like a national treasure, too scarce, not to mention, people's hearts are complex now, there are too many temptations, and love at first sight is even more rare animals, this is just an instinct of men to see good things, that is, they want to take a few more looks, in fact, there is no other meaning, but it often causes a lot of unnecessary trouble, especially between husband and wife.

I stared at her, she seemed to see that my eyes were a little shiny, but not embarrassed, but asked me again, I woke up, found that this girl was still holding my arm, a little embarrassed, gently shook her arm, shook her head and smiled: "It's okay, thank you girl for your help!" ”

The girl seemed to be very down-to-earth and generous, and she didn't feel shy about my gaze, but nodded and said, "It seems that I had a flat tire just now, let's go down and have a look, shall we?" ”

I hurriedly stood up, pleased, let her get off the bus first, and then, I got off the bus with her, and the other passengers on the bus also came down one after another, and sure enough, I saw that one of the tires had burst, and the bus had turned into the sand and gravel next to the national highway.

I immediately heard a lot of people complaining, this desert wilderness, it's past five o'clock in the afternoon, there is no village in front of the village, there is no shop in the back, do you want to sleep here?

However, the old driver dragged a spare tire out of the side trunk of the bus, took out the jack again, and began to change the tire.

I chatted with the Uyghur girl for a few words, and was embarrassed to ask her life, I felt too reckless, and soon lost the topic, and fell silent, but the passengers around were a little noisy, they saw the old driver change tires, but the tires of other wheels were almost polished, and some passengers found that there were not so many tires in the side trunk at all, and began to worry, and the Uyghur girl actually took the initiative to be able to the conductor to enlighten these passengers.

On the Gobi Desert National Highway in this empty wilderness, many people here are here to travel, those people don't know much about the common sense of the desert, but they understand the horror of the desert, they are very irritable and worried, but seeing the bright smile of the Uyghur girl talking to them to comfort them, they all slowly calmed down, intentionally or unintentionally talked to her, many of them were husbands and wives who came to travel, and the wives directly muttered and scolded their husbands.

But I feel that the Uyghur girl is like a mystery, with many qualities that the Han people do not have, very attractive, and lively and hospitable, full of youth, and can bring people a happy mood.

The tires were quickly replaced, but the other worn tires were not replaced, and I was a little worried with other passengers, although the old driver reduced the speed again, but still drove for less than half an hour, and exploded two in a row, and the passengers were a little angry, saying that the old driver only knew how to save costs, but he wanted to joke with our lives. The local passengers, who were so brave and ruthless, pushed and pulled the old driver on the spot, and almost used force.

I know that there are many ethnic minorities in Xinjiang, they don't have the rationality of the Han people, and they are often emotional and impulsive, but I am not familiar with the place, and I have been detained with police documents, so it is not easy to stand out, and my grandfather specially reminded me not to be impulsive and cause trouble, so I had to frown and watch the excitement on the side.

Unexpectedly, the Uyghur girl went up to persuade again, but found that the passenger was staring at her angrily, her mouth was full of swearing, and there was about to have a physical collision, I hurried forward, but I heard the conductor suddenly shout: "Don't panic, everyone, look, there is a street sign in the distance!" ”

The crowd looked back and saw a street sign on the side of the national highway less than 50 meters away, which read, 'Welcome to the Arakan region', and the Arakan tourist car camp underneath. The distance was less than a mile, and suddenly someone cheered.

The conductor consulted with the old driver, took the passengers to the car camp, settled them, and then went there to buy some tires, and had to leave again tomorrow.