Future drift bottle

Chapter 572 The Sensation of a Photo
"Hmm! This is jerky."

said the little girl.

"What fruit?"

Chen Xiaojiao asked curiously.

The girl shook her head and said, "I don't know, I just know it's delicious. I found this in the Gobi, dozens of miles away, and the villagers didn't know about it. If they knew, I wouldn't be able to eat it."

She said it as a matter of course, as if her things were robbed, it was only natural.

"Aren't you resisting?"

Chen Xiaojiao asked.

"I can't resist, and I don't want to resist. I was raised by them."

The little girl put the dried fruit pulp on the stone table and said.

Chen Xiaojiao was silent, picked it up and took a sip, it was sour and astringent, it wasn't delicious, but it could still be eaten.

After taking a bite, he looked at the girl who was staring at him eagerly, and asked, "Why don't you eat."

"you eat."

The little girl said, and as she spoke, she couldn't help swallowing.

Chen Xiaojiao smiled, pushed the unknown dried fruit to her, and said, "Eat it, I'm not hungry."

"You lied, you said you were hungry before."

The little girl raised her head and said.

"I'm really not very hungry. If you don't want to eat, I'll eat the rest."

Chen Xiaojiao said softly.

"That's fine too."

The little girl nodded, grabbed a piece of fruit and stuffed it into her mouth with a satisfied expression.

Chen Xiaojiao sighed, growing up in this kind of environment, without parents, no one knows how she grew up.

"I'm full, this is for you."

The little girl pushed the last piece of pulp to him.

Chen Xiaojiao was no longer modest, and took a bite.

After eating this unpleasant but warm dinner, Chen Xiaojiao took a sip of the spring water brought by the little girl.

"Don't know what your name is?"

Chen Xiaojiao asked.

"Bu Jun'er."

The little girl said while looking at the vast sea of ​​sand outside.

"You have been alone since childhood?"

Chen Xiaojiao asked again.

"Hmm! When I was very young, my parents killed me with a wine glass desert wolf."

Bu Jun'er said.

Chen Xiaojiao nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

"Can you tell me something about the outside world?"

Bu Jun'er turned to look at him, and asked expectantly.

Chen Xiaojiao was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Of course, the outside world has entered modernization..."

Two people, one big and one small, sat on the dilapidated stone steps in front of the stone house.One speaks carefully, and the other listens carefully.The setting sun reflected on their faces, forming a beautiful picture scroll of sand sea, setting sun, stone houses and people.

"Crack!"

A shutter sounded and the picture was recorded.

-

In front of the stone house, Chen Xiaojiao wrapped his clothes.

The desert at night and the daytime are two extremes.His clothes were still the usual ones, and they were deliberately worn out, so they didn't protect against the cold at all.

"I'll go make a fire."

Listening to Chen Xiaojiao's narration, Bu Juner said with an unsatisfactory expression on his face.

"I'll be with you."

Chen Xiaojiao said.

"No, just pick up good firewood."

Bu Jun'er said, and then she picked up a piece of wood and drilled it to make fire, what an ancient way of making fire!
"Here, use this."

Chen Xiaojiao took out a lighter and said.

"This is? Is this the lighter you mentioned?"

Bu Jun'er asked curiously.

Chen Xiaojiao smiled, lit a fire, lit a fire.

Under the flames, feeling the warmth of the flames, he felt better.

"Can you show me?"

Bu Jun'er asked cautiously.

"Here you are, but don't mess around!"

Chen Xiaojiao laughed.

"Uh-huh!"

Bu Jun'er nodded repeatedly, and started to play with it.

Chen Xiaojiao smiled and continued to talk about the outside affairs.At this time, we have already talked about the student period.

Bu Jun'er raised his little head, looking yearning.Then he lowered his head again, frustrated.

"Do you have a dream? Or do you want to stay in this village forever?"

Chen Xiaojiao asked the little girl Bu Jun'er.

"No, when I grow up, I must get out of here."

Bu Jun'er shook his head resolutely, and said yearningly.

Chen Xiaojiao smiled, thinking about it.

-

While they were chatting, the outside world, a group of photos appeared on Facebook.The title of the photo is: A beautiful picture scroll under the sunset in the style of the desert.

Facebook, as an international social giant, uploads a large number of pictures every day.A group of ordinary tourists, taking photos of the desert, it is difficult to attract people's attention.If it is a star, then it can instantly attract attention.

United States, New York.

In an apartment, an oriental woman looked at comments on Facebook with a sad face.Those remarks were all about Chen Xiaojiao's disappearance, the outside world's speculation about this matter, as well as the progress and so on.

Many people speculate that Chen Xiaojiao may have been killed.

Not seeing such remarks made her feel extremely sad.

Suddenly, she unconsciously turned to a landscape photo, and just when she wanted to close the web page, she suddenly widened her eyes, stood up, and stared at the screen. In that photo, there were two people, one big and one small. Son, her delicate body trembled.

She realized something, hurriedly left a message to the person who sent this Facebook, and forwarded this Facebook.

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United States, Philadelphia.

Song Linjiao's face was cold, she looked at a burly man in front of her, and asked, "They really said that?"

"Yes, miss. People on Bei Island say that if you dare to violate it again, you will be killed without mercy."

The burly man said respectfully.

"boom……"

Song Linjiao slapped the table, "What a killer, do you really think Chen Xiaojiao is alive? Send people to continue to negotiate, and even grab Bei Dao from me. There are a lot of people staring at them recently, so we can't let others take the lead."

"Yes."

The burly man asked without the slightest hesitation.

"Miss, wait, it's not good."

At this time, a mature woman in her 30s shouted while running towards this side.

Song Linjiao's eyelids twitched, and she said, "What's the matter, I'm in a panic."

"Miss, please take a look at this."

Mature woman hands a tablet in her hands.

Song Linjiao took it, her eyes widened immediately, and she stared fixedly at the two people, one big and one small, under the setting sun on the screen.

"When was this filmed?"

She asked with gritted teeth.

"I accidentally found this on Facebook this evening, and it was reposted by a little celebrity. As far as I know, it was probably photographed by tourists accidentally."

said the mature woman.

"Hurry up, find out his exact location, send someone over there, kill him before the others, kill him, kill him."

Song Linjiao shouted: "Also contact the pharmaceutical group, contact the Cleveland consortium, cooperate with them, kill him, definitely kill him, absolutely not let him leave the desert alive." She shouted hysterically.

"Miss, do you want to inform the master?"

The mature woman said hesitantly.

"No, go and kill him." Song Linjiao roared, as if she hated Chen Xiaojiao to the extreme.

(End of this chapter)