The feeling of fullness and hunger intertwined, falling heavily downward.
It brought back some not-so-good memories.
Yu Xifeng ate an extra bowl of rice.
After a short rest after dinner, the RV hit the road.
The speed of cars is much faster than that of people.
Zhang Qiu pressed a mint candy under the tip of his tongue.
I felt better only when I glanced at Yu Xifeng beside me from time to time.
Yu Xifeng drank the cup of milk tea for the whole afternoon and then refilled himself with a cup of Coke.
In normal times,
If you drink so much, Zhang Qiu will say something.
But this time Zhang Qiu didn't say anything, and occasionally took a sip from Yu Xifeng's cup.
The car is still driven normally.
I walked a long way, but the outside was still the same, no changes were seen.
The ground was covered with brown gravel, occasionally dotted with dead and rotten branches.
It's like I'm stuck in a wall.
The wheels rolled, carrying the two people forward. There was no new scenery, only eternal desolation.
You can only tell where you came from and where you are going from by the tire tracks in the rearview mirror.
There is no difference.
The ruts were blown away by the wind.
When he came across the cliff, Zhang Qiu was simply relieved.
Finally saw something different.
A very narrow passage.
Yu Xifeng was originally planning to pack up the RV.
Two people squeezed through with their legs.
Unexpectedly, when we got off the car, we found a newly opened road next to it, which the RV could pass through.
There are signs of human processing.
The traces were very fresh, and Yu Xi guessed that they were left by the Guan family's pickup truck team.
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