When I woke up my girlfriend was gone

The sunlight in the line of sight was slightly blocked by the woman, and a thin golden border was embedded on her body, outlining her soft curves.

"Quicksand is such an attribute. The harder you use it, the faster it will be lost. You can take a little lighter step, which will make it easier to walk." The woman said again.

Zuo Yin nodded, and tried to walk up a few steps in a woman's way.

Sure enough, after losing so much brute force, the range of retreat was also much less.

Zuo Yin glanced at the woman who offered to help her, and agreed to her invitation just now: "Then let's go together."

The woman smiled, and followed Zuo Yin to open up this untouched sandy land.

The woman doesn't talk much, except for communicating with Zuo Yin when necessary, the two of them walk up in silence at other times, as if they just came to find Zuo Yin for companionship to look less lonely.

There is a faint fragrance on her body, the wind blows like irises blooming in spring, making people smell extra comfortable.

Zuo Yin liked the smell very much, so he quietly turned to the downwind place.

Panting heavily, Zuo Yin finally breathed out comfortably at the moment when Zuo Yin's feet stepped on the fine sand on the top of the mountain, and turned her head to see that the woman had separated from her at some point.

The fragrance of irises was still lingering, and the woman left without warning just like her appearance.

Zuo Yin didn't go looking for that woman, she knew that once she reached the top, her short-term alliance with the woman should be disbanded.

Silent tacit understanding.

Zuo Yin took off the shoes without caring about the image, and she took the tattered yellow white shoes and fell them down, and strands of sand fell out.

She felt that this pair of shoes didn't break the glue with her here, it really gave her face enough.

Zuo Yin looked at the endless desert from a distance, and the sun that was about to set in the west covered this magnificent land with a golden layer.The vast and desolate wilderness is full of undulating waves paved with gravel.

This is exactly what Zuo Yin came here to see.

She took out the old camera that she had bought for an unknown number of years in her schoolbag, and prepared to record all the amazing moments of this moment.

In the lens, the brown and yellow Gobi Desert is undulating, and the sun that is about to set in the west has covered this magnificent land with a layer of golden yellow.

When the sun sets, one side of the Gobi Desert is golden, but the other side is dark.

And on the line where the golden yellow croakers meet in darkness, there is a woman standing.

Light and shadow traced her graceful body, she raised her head and looked into the distance, she didn't know where her eyes fell.

The smooth jaw line and the slender neck form an elegant arc, which is full of loneliness.

This is simply beautiful!

Zuo Yin's eyes jumped out of a few emotional fluctuations, and she raised her finger to press the shutter button of the camera.

"I don't like taking pictures, thank you."

The woman's soft and cold voice rang in Zuo Yin's ear again.

Feng Dao messed up Zuo Yin's short hair, she thought she was not a well-behaved child, pressed the shutter, and finally put this woman into her narrow rectangular screen.

The lights are on, and night falls.

During the day, looking at the magnificent Gobi Desert looks like the silhouette of the city outside, inlaid with darkness outside the neon lights.If you hadn't visited Dunhuang in person, it would be hard to imagine such a bustling city in the wild desert.

The aroma of various delicacies and snacks came from the retro stalls, the surrounding people were full of voices, shouts and conversations were intertwined, and the fireworks that were far away from the city during the day all rushed over at night.

Zuo Yin hung up her neck with a pure black choker, and walked aimlessly on the street, out of tune with this bustling.

She didn't know where to go, but she didn't want to be in a hotel room either.

At this moment, an English song broke through the noise and passed into Zuo Yin's ears.

This voice is casual and lazy, combined with the singer's standard and magnetic British accent, the whole song is full of unique charm.

Zuo Yin was deeply attracted by the singing, Dang Lian stopped and continued to move forward, looking for the singing sound from the side alley and walked over.

The alley was not deep, Zuo Yin didn't take a few steps until he came to a folk bar with purple lights, the singing voice that attracted him just now came from here.

Zuo Yin walked into the bar with his things, and the heavy glass door cut off the noise outside.Under the dim light, people drank wine quietly, occasionally chatted a few words, and heard two crisp laughs.

The song that attracted Zuo Yin just now has been sung, and the young lady on the stage is holding the guitar and adjusting the height of the microphone.

It seems that the person who sang just now was not her.

Zuo Yin felt a little lost in her heart.

"Miss, I'm sorry, the bar is full today, do you have any companions?" The waiter at the side stepped forward and asked politely.

Zuo Yin felt a little regretful, and was about to answer, but a figure she was very familiar with suddenly broke into her out of the corner of her eye.

The woman I met in the afternoon was sitting in the remote booth not far behind the waiter. There was a bottle of wine that was three-quarters drunk on the small high-legged round table.

The dim light of the bar fell on her face, her thick eyelashes drooped, and her dark eyes were filled with unspeakable loneliness.

Four or five hours had passed since Zuo Yin met her, and the woman had already changed her clothes.

The smooth long hair blended with the pure black satin suspender skirt, which made her already fair skin whiter, like a flower blooming alone in the dark.

Zuo Yin copied his pockets, raised his chin in the direction of the woman, "Someone, give me a bottle..."

As she spoke, she glanced at the price list on the side, and pointed the waiter to a bottle of mid-priced wine here.

Even if you want to strike up a conversation, you have to have something.

The changing lights in the bar were obscured by something, the woman looked up casually with her head propped up, and what she saw was Zuo Yin's expressionless face that was always like a poker card.

She frowned slightly, seemed to recognize Zuo Yin but didn't, and asked, "Where did we meet?"

It's still that cold voice, I don't know if it's because the wine has warmed up the temperature, but there's this gentleness in the coldness.

"Crescent Spring." Zuo Yin replied simply, pulled the stool aside, and sat down beside the woman, and then asked belatedly, "You don't mind sharing a table."

The woman nodded, still casually, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and carefully sized up this impolite little girl.

The fan-like eyelashes trembled twice under the light, Zuo Yin seemed to see a lot of star dust shaking off, and the woman's eyes were the endless Milky Way.

Zuo Yin rolled her throat, feeling extremely dry for some reason, she raised her hand and poured herself a glass of wine, and drank it as if to relieve embarrassment.

It's just that as soon as the wine entered Zuo Yin's mouth, instead of alleviating her thirst, it instantly filled the tip of her tongue with the pungent stimulation, and her sensitive nerves seemed to be pushed away by an external force, arousing her thirst. Her mind went blank for an instant.

"How can you drink spirits so hard?" The woman seemed to be worried about Zuo Yin, and reached out to take Zuo Yin's wine glass.

Zuo Yin refused, put the wine glass in front of her, and replied calmly, "I like it."

The woman smiled, her soft voice was a little hoarse due to the stimulation of the drink, "If you don't listen to persuasion when climbing Mingsha Mountain, you will definitely not be able to climb it."

Zuo Yin frowned, "What about you? Just left without saying a word."

"No." The woman shook her head, she looked a little drunk, but her back with long hair was still straight.

She fingered the glass on the table, looking thoughtful, and mysteriously evoked a smile under Zuo Yin's gaze.

The light turned around at this moment, and all the eloquence fell on her face.Like the goddess of the temple, holy and gentle, who seduces people and breaks the precepts.

Just when Zuo Yin would say some shocking truths because of her, she stretched out her fingers and hooked Zuo Yin's chin, and her serious attitude just now turned into flirting in an instant.

The woman leaned forward slightly, and her gentle breath was full of ambiguous alcohol, "I won't show such a stinky face."

In an instant, I don't know where the fire was lit, Zuo Yin's skin touched by the woman's index finger seemed to be touched by the fire, and it burned hotly, even her heart was boiling and jumping. It looks like the magma water in the crater.

I don't know if it was because I drank too fast just now, Zuo Yin felt that she was a bit over the top, and the fire in her heart couldn't be restrained and wanted to rush out.

She likes women, especially like the woman in front of her, who looks gentle and dignified from a distance.

"Don't touch me." Zuo Yin turned her face away nervously, warning the woman in front of her like Zuo Lan was threatening herself.

The woman rubbed the fingers that touched Zuo Yin's skin with some regret, and retracted her hand that was hanging in the air.

Zuo Yin clearly saw half a butterfly tattooed on the side of her slender and fair ring finger.

The woman laughed, and the voice was soft, and asked again: "What's your name?"

"Zuo." Zuo Yin simply spit out her last name.

The woman nodded slightly, picked up the glass she had just used and poured a full glass of wine, leaned halfway on the small table, and pushed the wine in her hand to Zuo Yin, "I invite you."

The dim light slowly changed and moved, and the butterfly on the woman's finger fluttered its wings, catching Zuo Yin's sight.

She saw the wine glass pushed by the woman, and a light red lip print was facing her, as if it was a trap deliberately set by the woman.

But Zuoyin is willing to fall into this trap.

She picked up the wine glass pushed by the woman, just touched the woman's lips, and drank the wine as she wished.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then a gentle smile appeared on her face that could make people drown.

Zuo Yin asked her why she was smiling.

The woman held her chin and asked her how it tasted, the tenderness was like underwater, full of various styles.

The empty wine glass reflected the sparkling light, on the reflection of the glass, Zuo Yin got up slowly, and approached the woman without saying a word.

The wine-soaked lips gently pried open a slit.

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Are you excited!Anyway, the pigeon is already excited!