"Are you okay?" Feng Yiping asked on the camel without caring about the resistance posture Zhang Yan had made.

Before the camel could let the camel sit down, he jumped off the camel's back again and walked towards Zhang Yan in the sand-filled shoes, "Are you hungry or thirsty?"

"Have you brought water?" he asked Wang Minghai.

"I have it," Zhang Yan took out a kettle from his backpack, which was the one he gave it a few years ago.

It turns out that I still have rationality and know that I have to bring water when I arrive in such a place.

"Hungry? I heard you didn't eat in the morning and at noon,"

"I can't eat it, I don't feel hungry," Zhang Yan shook his head.

"go back?"

She still shook her head.

"Wu Qian, you guys go down. I'll sit with her. Do you have any food on her? I'm a little hungry,"

So, a small pile of supplies, energy bars, chocolate, biscuits, beef jerky, apples... and a complete naan in plastic bags, which was left by the man who led the camel.

"Don't eat?" Feng Yiping divided the naan into two halves, tear apart the pickled cabbage roll that he had carried with him in the middle, and rushed to make a pickled cabbage roll, and after taking a bite, he thought it was pretty good.

The main reason is that after seeing Zhang Yan, my heart calmed down and my stomach suddenly felt hungry.

"I have this," Zhang Yan stretched out his hand, holding two pieces of chocolate wrapping paper in his palm.

Feng Yiping was stunned. Yes, why should I worry that she would be hungry?

To be honest, this is an authentic foodie. I don’t mention anything else. I remember that there was a quarrel - I really can’t remember why the quarrel was. Anyway, Zhang Yan felt very wronged and cried that time.

But the point is that when she was crying, she was still gnawing an apple.

After chewing, I secretly put the core on the table - this is the thing that impressed Feng Yiping the most, because the scene was very interesting.

Why sneak? Maybe it's because the core was not thrown into the trash can, but was placed on the table.

It may also be because she realized that she was so aggrieved that she cried and ate an apple while she was in a state of grievance, which might greatly weaken her performance, so she acted secretly, hoping that Feng Yiping did not see this or ignored it.

This is enough to show that this is definitely not a guy who will get hungry.

Zhang Yan was also blaming himself at this time, secretly hitting his right hand with his left hand.

Why did he show this to him by chance? Didn’t he agree to ignore him?

"You were sitting here just now, eating chocolate, looking at the search for us up and down the mountain?"

"I didn't look over there, I was looking over here," Zhang Yan still held his hand and turned behind him. There was a vast Gobi Desert here.

"It's spectacular, right," said Feng Yiping.

Zhang Yan didn't speak.

"A place like this will immediately make you feel like a change of life and make you feel deeply insignificant and helpless. In such a place, it will make people miss those who are very important to you,"

Feng Yiping took a sip of water and swallowed the last bite of naan into his stomach. "For example, to me, that's you,"

This is the first time that Feng Yiping has clearly said such words in front of Zhang Yan.

In the past, although both of them understood each other's thoughts, they did not make it clear and were still hazy.

Zhang Yan moved his body, but he still didn't say anything. Then, he took a step toward the side, making the distance between her and Feng Yiping change from two body positions to two half body positions.

"I know, it was my fault and I didn't handle it well, which led to the situation in the present. So later, although there were more opportunities to see you, I didn't do that because I didn't dare to face you."

"Haha, in this world, you are the only person I dare not face,"

Zhang Yan still did not respond, only the wind passed through the wilderness, passing through the ups and downs of sandy mountains, and the vague noises of tourists there.

"Have you been to Mogao Grottoes?" Feng Yiping asked.

"I've been there," hesitated for a moment, and Zhang Yan squeezed out two words.

"Do you believe in Buddhism?"

No answer.

"I am certainly not a devout believer, nor should I believe in Buddhism, nor would I be sure if I will have a next life, but I seem to believe that I should have a previous life,"

Feng Yiping sat on the top of the sand mountain with a bottle of mineral water. He didn't care that Zhang Yan didn't respond, and just carried out his stand-up crosstalk to the end.

"Or, I believe that some things have indeed been determined in the dark,"

"Do you remember the first time I met?" Feng Yiping asked.

Zhang Yan nodded slightly.

"I remember it very clearly," said Feng Yiping. "It was on the eve of the Spring Festival in 1995. That day, you were wearing a sky blue down jacket, a red velvet hat, cotton shoes, and a pair of gloves on your chest. It should have been blown by the cold wind and your face was a little red."

"Your brother Zhang Hong, playing with puppies on the roadside,"

Zhang Yan finally couldn't help but look at him. To be honest, even she didn't remember these details clearly at that time.

"Do you know how I feel when I see you? I feel my heart beat very fast," Feng Yiping put his hand in his heart, "I was inexplicably excited,"

"Although it is certain that it is the first time I have seen you, I am also very sure that you are the person I am very familiar with, very familiar, and in fact, it is more than just. To be precise, it should be my relatives and the most important person in my life."

Zhang Yan turned his head to the side, but his heart also jumped up with a "bang-boom".

This is also the most profound thing when I first met.

At that time, I felt that Feng Yiping was very familiar with him, like his own relative. She remembered that she seemed to have asked her father if Feng Yiping was his relative and had he met before?

This is why, when she first met, she accepted the gift from Feng Yiping - the backpack, and the set of stationery, water cup, hat, and walkman inside...

You should know that she usually doesn’t accept things given to her by relatives like her uncles, or at least she has to ask her parents for their opinions before making a decision.

Although I had text messages with Feng Yiping afterwards, this feeling became clearer as I grew older.

So three years later, I saw Feng Yiping again, and it was the first time she went out alone with him. This time she remembered it very clearly, it was in the county park.

That day, in front of this person who had only seen two sides, I was very comfortable and didn't feel unfamiliar at all. I felt like I was always together.

"Some books say that each of us comes to this world is incomplete. We are always searching for our other half. From the moment we see you, I suddenly feel complete, so I immediately confirmed that you are my destined other half," Feng Yiping finally picked up all the words.

However, Zhang Yan became annoyed. Since that's the case, why do you still have to find a girlfriend?

It doesn’t matter if you find a girlfriend. Zhang Yan can accept it. Men, men like him, don’t have a few relationships without having a few times.

Furthermore, to be honest, although she must be a little hostile to Huang Jingping, after a few contacts, she had no choice but to find that she was indeed a very outstanding girl.

But you even gave birth to children!

What else did Huang Jingping say to herself, "I know that the person in Yiping's heart has always been you, so I will not marry him, but you can only marry him."

What is this? Is it pitiful, or alms? Or is it the great mercy of the victor?

"I know what you are most worried about is Jingping and I. It's my fault, it's really my fault. I didn't handle it well, but I really don't know how to deal with these things. If you believe me, this is really not an excuse. In this regard, I'm just a mentally retarded."

"Jingping had a good impression of me when she was in junior high school. Although I didn't say anything clearly, I was mainly afraid of hurting her. What I thought at that time was that after the high school entrance examination, she and I would naturally part ways. In the future, there would be fewer opportunities to meet. Some things would naturally end up in vain."

"It was indeed the case at the beginning. After the high school entrance examination, I was in the city and she was in the county and had very little contact. However, after she graduated from normal school, she actually left the job assigned by the school and ran to the city to find me,"

"I must be a little moved, and I feel that I have a responsibility to her, so I let her stay in the city. Later on, I found that I couldn't bear to leave her,"

"Jingping actually always knew that there was someone in my heart. Until we were really together, that is, the year I was in my freshman year, she knew it was you, so she took the initiative to meet you later."

Zhang Yan naturally won’t have any good face now. Feng Yiping raised his hand, “I know, I’m not firm enough, I know I’m wrong, but later, things happened like that, and it had happened.”

"I naturally feel very sorry for you and dare not face you. I want to forget you from now on, no longer interact with you, and no longer delay your life. I once tried very hard to do this,"

"But the harder I work, the more helpless I am. In the end, I have to admit that I am true and can't do it anyway. I forgot you,"

Zhang Yan finally made a move and kicked the sand hard. Didn’t his experience in the past few months prove this? The harder he worked, the more helpless he was?

"Jingping has had this idea about giving birth to a child for a long time. I like the child very much, so I agree. However, I really don't know what she would say to you that time,"

"She said that, she really had no other meaning, she just felt sorry for you and felt guilty."

"Is this the ending you most hope for? Be with Jingping first, and then marry me?" Zhang Yan asked disdainfully.

"This," Feng Yiping laughed dryly, "To be honest, I really haven't thought about it like this,"

"Who do you think you are? If you are the richest man, you have privileges?" Zhang Yan shouted.

"Why did you meet me at the beginning? Why did you come to me later? You should care about me, give me gifts, and help me order meals in a restaurant?...,"

"Why do you provoke me? Why do you want to make me have a good impression of you? Why do you want to make me feel that you are the one I am destined for in this life?"

Zhang Yan must have thought about these words for a long time, and then he spewed them out like beads.

"Why did you provoke me? While giving me hope, you are with Jingping? Why?" She said cryingly, and she used both hands and feet to spread sand on Feng Yiping.

"It's all my fault," Feng Yiping closed his eyes and sat there without moving and letting the sand spread on his head, face, and body.

"But no matter how much I did wrong, I understand one thing very well now. In my life, I will never accept you without you, and I will never accept you being with others."

"Why? Why?" Zhang Yan rushed over with his fist, but when his fist fell, it only fell on his shoulders and chest.

"Fight, as long as you relieve yourself, fight," said Feng Yiping.

Although he avoided key parts, Zhang Yan's fist was really not light, but Feng Yiping felt it was a little relaxed. Just react, and the more intense the reaction, the better.

If Zhang Yan was like at the beginning, no matter what she said, she would be indifferent, that would be a real trouble.

After about a few minutes of fighting, Zhang Yan sat on the sand like he was exhausted, holding his head in his knees, and sobbing, "Why are you provoking me? Why are you provoking me?...,"

Just like a repeater.

After a while, she felt that someone had touched her shoulder and shook it out of anger, "Don't touch me,"

"Textile," she heard Feng Yiping say.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Feng Yiping squatting aside with a coquettish, holding tissues and water in his hand. "Now I need to replenish water in time,"

Seeing him like this, Zhang Yan immediately sobbed even harder. She was not crying for anything else, but for her own inability to do so.

The one I hate the most is this guy, why can’t I hate him now? I can’t I hate him as soon as I see him? I even feel that those hatreds are long ago now?

ps: I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and a better person! Thank you for your support, thank you for your book friend Gazi's generous rewards in 1973, thank you for your book friend Qiu Zhi Shenguang's uninterrupted rewards every day, thank you for your book friend Mingyue's father, I would like to ask you for your enthusiastic support and encouragement without naming! Thank you everyone! (To be continued.)

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