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"Too much talk, Ning, have I been talking too much today? Let's conquer the world, so we won't faint in the next moment, always waking up to a bright day, being just an ordinary person as normal as can be."
"If life has come to this point, what is the meaning of it all? But to die like this, it's too pathetic. Since we're not afraid of death, why not continue to fight? Destroy it, establish new rules and order."
Wu Tianbo kept talking non-stop while also keeping his hands busy, passing around seasoning and fanning the fire.
Meanwhile, Ning took the cumin and sat by the bonfire, carefully roasting a plump, juicy leg of lamb. The aroma of the fat and the sizzling sound stimulated her appetite even more.
At night, it's time to eat a big portion of meat! Eating meat while listening to your teammates' stories with relish, it's obvious that Wu Tianbo has a talent for storytelling.
"I am different from you. I always thought I had many friends around me who understood and supported me to live freely." When Wu Tianbo was at a loss for words due to dry mouth, Ning naturally took over the conversation. Despite the inconvenience of walking in the desert, she still dressed in a long, straight, and wide white dress according to her mood. As soon as Ning sat down, it was like a thin layer of snow covering the rolling sand, and it quickly dissipated and melted away.
Wu Tianbo quickly rubbed his eyes, feeling a bit strange, and Ning handed him a bottle of water.
"One day, I suddenly wanted each of my friends to write a sentence for me to express their condolences at my personally designed funeral. But I didn't know how to ask. They supported me, urging me to live on no matter what, feeling lost and disoriented, and no one wanted to see that..." Yue hua splashes like water, cold water freezes, not knowing when it will solidify, Ning looked up at the moon and added, "If it wasn't intentional, maybe it wouldn't be noticeable."
She forcefully tore off a large piece of crispy, charred skin, stuffing it in without care, tears streaming down, and still instructed Wu Tianbo— "The skin is too salty, don't eat it." He certainly didn't dare to make a sound, thinking to himself, "I just ate, the skin is delicious."
Ning Barbecue is also amazing.
Although he can't tell good coffee from bad, or discern the quality of wine, he loves barbecue. No need to sniff and savor, regardless of the way it's eaten or made, it's simple and lovely. The smoky flavor of barbecue is indeed interesting. " Ning, what kind of work have you done before?"
This question was asked, and Wu Tianbo instantly felt himself back in reality. In that cubicle, he was a diligent recorder, faithful to the experimental data, while Ning was the sample he had high hopes for.
"Many."
"Long ago, I wanted to become someone like you. But I quickly realized that I couldn't accomplish anything as long as I wasn't happy or felt restricted." Ning took out a small bag of portable tea from her pocket, threw it into a can of powdered milk, and started brewing. She proudly showed Wu Tianbo a small piece of butter that she had cut, and smiled contentedly.
"Let's try making Butter tea in the desert... I really like the taste."
The temperature is rising, and there is a hint of warmth in the Desert due to the curling of the bonfire, and the cooking smoke rises like a large bird's tail feather falling. But the sudden turn of events is such that she didn't even get to drink the steaming Butter tea she had made with her own hands, and the two of them unfortunately encountered a group of green-eyed wolves emitting a faint light.
Wu Tianbo roughly looked over and saw about seven or eight of them. He reflexively picked up a piece of wood and held it in front of Ning. He cursed silently, thinking that what was supposed to be a smooth sailing experimental simulation had turned into a real survival situation.
"Anything that can be broken, I'll handle it."
The words he wanted to use to persuade her to calm down were stuck in his throat - who knew that Ning would pull out a firecracker, quickly light it, and throw it towards the wolf pack without any fear, causing the wolves to howl and scream, the sound crackling and popping, and the action was as smooth as flowing water, making Wu Tianbo scalp tingle.
"Wolves are afraid of this. But let's change places anyway, we're out of firecrackers," Ning said with a laugh as she glanced at Wu Tianbo who was still holding a wooden stick, oblivious to the situation.
The man stood still, nodding eagerly as if awakening from a deep sleep. Without Ning having to remind him, he extinguished the fire with a shovel and followed closely behind Ning with the half-cooked pot of butter tea in his arms.
It can be imagined that if Ning had a hook behind him, he would probably have been hung up.
After an hour, when he arrived at the tourist reception center, Wu Tianbo still felt somewhat dazed: scenes in his mind came and went, Ning holding a long string of firecrackers in front of himself, Ning was white, the desert was as white as snow, but the firecrackers were bright red like a string of sharp red peppers, painfully glaring.
"Are we coming again?" He wanted to say "Do we still have a chance to meet?" and wanted to say "What should we do next time," but then he realized that they might not have another chance to come again, so he could only stammer out, "Are we coming again?"
"Say it again." Sitting on the intercity train back home, Ning closed his eyes and softly uttered two words.
Wu Tianbo was left holding half a can of butter tea, feeling lost. In the clear dusk, he read many books and understood the anecdotes of the ancients, but did not write a single word to share on the website. He ended the day with just a period, so easily.
Even an ellipsis, or a dash?
...
" Wu Tianbo ", wake up!" A basin of cold water splashed on his face, and he really woke up.
Life is like a stagnant pool, with two fish eyes jumping around. " Wu Tianbo " observed every river in his world, the land next to the river was barren, with weeds growing everywhere, and occasionally there were bird carcasses among the weeds - that's the freedom he sought until death.
" Wu Tianbo, why won't you take your medicine again?"
He curled up his knees, buried his head in agony, his hair soft and gentle like a warm breeze, feeling ashamed like a child who had just realized his mistake for the first time.
" Wu Tianbo, where am I Wu Tianbo," he clutched the white sheets, trembling, his tone turning cold.
"If you're not Wu Tianbo, then who is Wu Tianbo?" Her hand touched his forehead, normal temperature, why was he speaking nonsense again.
Wu Tianbo Suddenly looked up, stared at the birds outside the window, pointed with fingers, took a few breaths, and said to her, "That's Wu Tianbo, that's Wu Tianbo, all Wu Tianbo."
A row of wild geese flew by, it's already deep autumn now.
Wu Tianbo Forcibly pressed down, feeling very comfortable, light and floating as if riding on wings of clouds.
With a cry of "Ah," his heart rate plummeted, and the ringing of the bell, a group of people crying and shouting came, causing a great commotion, fortunately it's time to go.
Where to go, the desert is like snow, the red whip and the firecracker chili. Ning, where are you after all, I haven't even had the Butter tea yet.
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