On the smooth absorbent plate, the sand has uniform undulating shapes, with only one irregular place, which is a sharp triangle.

I looked at the dress dance.

Yiwu said: "This is really a pattern of waves."

I said, "What's going on with this triangle?"

She said: "If I guess correctly, it should be a cetacean's call."

If we were all guesses before, now through sound streaming technology, we have finally confirmed a shocking phenomenon - we can talk to a certain position on the other end of the earth in Lop Nur, just like facing each other!

When I returned to the camp, I told the news, and everyone was both scared and surprised.

I said, "From the future, no matter where we camp, it is best to have a dedicated person to monitor the underground, so don't miss the opportunity to ask for help."

Xu Ergo said: "Leave it to me."

When everyone went back to their tents, I said to Yiwu, "Yiwu, go for a walk with me, okay? I want to talk to you about something else."

The dancer said: "Okay."

I said, "You go back and wear it thicker and cooler."

She said: "No."

I have many problems to solve.

Dance is one of the major issues.

I don't know, this is the first time I talked to her alone and the last time.

I took her out of the camp. It was dark all around, the wind was very cool, and it smelled like earth.

We kept walking quietly, and she didn't ask me what I had to do with her, and suddenly said, "Boss Zhou, will I sing a song for you?"

I said, "Okay."

She started singing, and the lyrics and tones were strange: "I gave you my heart, you threw it away. My heart was empty, and I no longer knew it hurts. I will not install another one, the others are stones. Only the body is left, it is meaningless, I chose to leave. You hid you, I can't find it. The moon helped, illuminating your face. You fell asleep peacefully and met me in a dream. I burst into tears to smile, you will not wake up again, and be together forever - wandering under the tree in the courtyard, hanging on the southeastern branch. After the dying dusk, the soul left and the corpse remained."

I found that her pronunciation was very accurate when she sang. For some reason, this song made me feel cold all over. Especially in the last four chorus, the smooth melody suddenly became very high.

After she finished singing, I asked her, "Whose song?"

She said shyly: "I made it up..."

I stopped, looked at her dark face, and suddenly asked straight to the point: "Yiwu, you have sent me a lot of gifts."

She was not surprised at all and whispered: "You don't like..."

I avoided the topic and said, "Do you like your major?"

She said: "I like it very much, but it's not practical. Actually, I'm very afraid of this society. I just want to study and not graduate."

I thought about it and suddenly asked, "How come you have the money to buy me a house?"

She said: "Last year, my parents died of a car and a disaster. I was an only child and received a compensation. That was my parents' life. I didn't know how to treat it, so I finally exchanged them for gifts and gave them to the person I like."

I said, "I regret it."

She said, "What do you regret?"

I said, "The last time we talked on the phone, I was too uncultured."

She said: "I was in pain that day, and I don't know what you want..."

I said, "Clothing, what I want and don't want, it doesn't matter to you. You have your life, what matters is what you want and don't want. There is no relationship between us, but you have created many complex relationships out of thin air."

She was stunned: "It's okay between us...?"

After that, we were trapped in the initial conflict again.

I changed the topic again: "Yiwu, what is your purpose in this time when you come to Lop Nur?"

Her tone was a little cold: "We have no relationship."

I said, "No, no, no, now it's related. We came out together. I must ensure your safety!"

She looked at me and said, "I want to give you one last gift."

I said, "What does it mean?"

She said: "Don't you want me to die?"

I said, "If someone dies just by saying a word, then our lives are too fragile."

She turned her gaze to the darkness in the distance: "Actually, I had already thought of suicide, but I didn't know what method to do to end myself..."

Then, she told me about the many ways she had tried to commit suicide, which was the one she talked the most.

She said: "I have been to the roof of a building that is 620% (story) high. The wind is as strong as Lop Nur, and I can't hear people's voices. It's like a suburb of heaven. I closed my eyes and imagined the feeling of bungee jumping, the feeling of flying, and I was very happy. But I thought I would fall down at a speed of 12 meters per second, and finally fell on the road. Blood would splash out dozens of meters, my head would split, one eyeball rolled into the sewer, and the other eyeball bounced on the sidewalk... I felt too ugly again."

She did not commit suicide simply because she was "too ugly" after her death.

She continued: "I have been to the beach too. For girls, jumping into the sea seems to be more romantic. But I thought that after I drown, my meat would be eaten up by the fish, and those fish might be eaten by people, and that person is probably my mentor... I feel too disgusting and gave up."

Speaking of this, she looked at me: "I remember, you once described suicide in the book. You said - self-immolation, turning yourself into a pile of barbecue; taking poison, a thousand sharp knives to cut off your internal organs; hanging up, letting your tongue lick the front chest; shooting, letting me see the end of your head from this end of your head; cutting your wrist makes death and birth equally difficult and long... all make me afraid."

I said, "So, do you want to choose sleeping pills?"

She said: "Yes, I don't think this way of death is painful, so I went to the other side..."

Speaking of this, she slowly turned her head to me and suddenly said, "You have taken away my video recorder and sleeping medicine?"

I said, "No, but I picked up your video recorder."

She sighed and said, "That's God's will."

I said, "Don't you like giving me gifts? Then let me tell you that being alive is the best gift for me."

Although it was dark all around, I felt her eyes suddenly lit up: "Really?"

I said, "Of course."

She said: "Then will you keep this gift with you all the time?"

I was stunned for a moment and said, "Let's play a game."

She said: "What game?"

I said, "You choose 7 words, and they have no connection with each other. I will tell you fortunes."

She thought for a while and said, "Okay."

She chose, one, five, seven, ten, one, four, one.

I said, "Why are all numbers? I said, don't be related."

"Are these numbers related?" she said.

I thought about it quickly - if I regard these 7 words as numbers, 1, 5, 7, 10, 1, 4, 1, then they add up to 29, which happens to be her age...

What else does it mean?

She stared at me and asked, "Will you keep this gift with you all the time?"

I looked at her and said, "I am an introverted person, and I exclude anything outside. Even my body and I cannot reach eternity - what do you think?"

She looked at me for a long time and stopped talking. Our conversation immediately reached a deadlock.
Chapter completed!