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In the blink of an eye, A Kang's figure was gone, and the black glasses rushed up at the last chance.

Poker bottle dragged me, and sprinted to the side quickly, the shadows on both sides receded quickly in my peripheral vision, leaving only gray afterimages.

This should have been an extremely tense and exciting moment, but at this time, whether it was the howling wind and thunder or the sweeping sand, I ignored it intentionally or unintentionally.

Everything Akon just did was replayed and replayed in my mind like in slow motion.

Just when I was mentally prepared that the black glasses would kill him, he chose to give up.

I believe that at that moment he didn't expect the black glasses to kill him, maybe it was just a very pure psychological activity.

If you stay here, you won't be able to survive, and if you can't survive, you will kill your boss, or maybe you're just too scared, so scared that you don't want to live anymore.

But humans are animals, according to what I have seen over the years, even if they can live for a second longer, they will do everything they can to survive.

With mixed feelings in my heart, the pace of our feet did not slow down, and we quickly rushed into a forest that was not affected by the landslide.

We rested in a relatively leeward place. When the rain stopped a little, we used GPS to fix the location, and found that, as Xiaohua said, it was very close to the Yarlung Zangbo Canyon.

Although the environment in the forest is harsh, it is much better than the snow-capped mountains. Relying on mountain streams, game and compass, we walked in the forest for another five days and finally arrived at a small village.

So far, although there is no physical injury, our state is already very fragile. Fortunately, although we have lost all the cash, Xiaohua still has some valuable things on her body. Things like his guys are actually made of gold, jewels and gems of.

With a handful of gold beads, we got a sheep, two rideable yaks, three barrels of wine, and the right to use a house for one night.

After sleeping all afternoon and half night in the house, I finally woke up at midnight.

At this time, the smell of roasted whole sheep was already wafting outside, mixed with the smell of wine. I went to the yard, and sure enough, these people had almost roasted the sheep and were cutting the meat. Just pouring it into a broken bowl, this scene looks very appetizing.

"Drink." A bowl was handed to me in a "swish".I was not polite, took it, raised my head and drank it all.

Unexpectedly, after the black glasses poured bowl after bowl, I felt spicy in my stomach, and I knew it would not be good to drink any more. Besides, I just woke up, so I waved my hand, and the black glasses handed the wine to the little brother.

Strange to say, when did the little brother come to me.

The little brother drank down the bowl of wine, then Xiaohua and Fatty also poured their own wine, clinking bowls together, black glasses mixed with sliced ​​mutton, and threw it over like a juggler after the cut, the Poker Bottle received it Just pass it to me.

They didn't say a word, even the fat man didn't speak, they just kept drinking it, it was called "life-saving wine".

This is just a small village in a remote Tibetan area, and we are only able to survive now, and have not returned to our familiar land, so this kind of eating and drinking is more like a ritual, announcing that we have escaped from danger things without any real enjoyment.

However, the more you drink the wine, the more you drink it. After a few rounds, the fat man's face starts to turn red, and then he slowly hums a little song. But without saying a word, the wine drank faster and faster.

They kept toasting each other, and of course they also toasted to me, but whenever a bowl was handed in front of me, Poker Bottle stretched out his own bowl and knocked it, blocking it for me.

"You love your daughter-in-law too much!" The fat man yelled with drunken eyes, the little brother didn't say anything, just continued to block the drink for me.

But this time, I clearly knew what I was thinking when I heard this kind of words.

I am very happy, happy from the bottom of my heart.

Now that the matter is over, maybe my little brother and I can also have a conclusion.At least I can see clearly about my things. When the time is right—maybe after he returns to Hangzhou with me, I just need to talk to him.

Poker bottle held my shoulders, they kept drinking and drinking, and I was in the middle of a group of drunks, enjoying this secret ambiguity contentedly.

Finally, they were all drunk.

The fat man snored, Xiaohua got into the door with the last willpower, and then fell down on the carpet, Pokerfoil fell asleep silently as usual, but his hand was still on my shoulder , and the black glasses—

Damn, he didn't drink too much.

The black glasses squatted on the small bench, raised his neck, and stared at the sky absentmindedly.

All I could see was his profile, with a seriousness I rarely saw.

At this moment, I was surprised by his massiveness, but at the same time, I also understood what he was thinking.

Because even I still can't forget the moment when Akang cut off the safety buckle on his hand.

The quietness during the drinking may also have something to do with this scene.

Because for any of us, death is a common occurrence.But to die for others, let alone such a fledgling boy, who has neither loyalty nor affection, maybe just because of the kindness of saving his life, or the care he gave along the way, he paid his life back.This is rare.

I took Poker-Face's hand away, he snored softly, I didn't look back, and walked to the side of the black glasses.

"I forgot, you didn't drink." The black glasses turned around and said.

"If you hadn't saved him, he would have died a long time ago." I said, "It's just a way of repaying your kindness, don't think too much about it."

"I know." The black glasses smiled, "You really think I'm the kind of person who hurts the spring and the autumn, but I'm still my buddy anyway, I'm sorry

It's just a pity. "

With that said, the black glasses took out a cigarette and lit it, taking a deep breath in the night wind.

In the wind, the black glasses said leisurely:

"Originally, he wouldn't have this day."

The voice of this sentence was so small that I suspected it was my hallucination, and when I looked at the black glasses again, he was smoking with that indifferent smile, as if he really regretted Akon’s death, He didn't seem to be shocked by his own sacrifice, nor did he feel guilty for forcing him into the group and preparing to kill him.

The smoke ring was lingering, and at some point, cigarette butts had fallen all over the ground.