curse

Chapter 47

The rain keeps falling.

It was already night, and looking out of the window, the city was shrouded in misty night, like a woman with a veil.Bai Bi sat quietly at home, carefully opening the letter her father wrote to her.The moment she opened the envelope, she seemed to smell something, which slowly floated out from the envelope.It was the smell of time, frozen for more than ten years, like opening a magic bottle and releasing everything, but what is hidden in the magic bottle?neither knows.

It was a letter in perfect condition, so well preserved that there was hardly a slight wrinkle to be seen, and it was conceivable that my mother had treasured it for more than 10 years.There were actually more than a dozen sheets of paper in the envelope, neatly stacked and numbered in order.However, these papers look quite different. The first and last few sheets are regular letter paper, and the 10 or so sheets among them seem to be notebook pages.

Bai Bi started to read from the first page, and the first page reads like this——

My son Bai Bi:

When you read this letter, both your mother and I have left you forever.

I'm sorry, my baby, I can only say to you: I'm sorry.

Your mother and I decided to tell you the truth after careful consideration.But, please forgive me and your mother, we don't want to face your expression after you know the truth, so you can only read this letter after your mother and I have passed away, please forgive us.

My baby, at this moment, it is raining outside the window, you are already asleep, you are sleeping so deeply now, you can't know the pain in Dad's heart now.Dad looked at your face, you are beautiful, really beautiful, I hope you will be happy and safe when you grow up.

Now, facing this blank paper, I really don't know how to write. The past is vivid in my memory, but it is difficult for me to restore it to words.You can only dig out the diary from that year again. From those yellowed pages, you can definitely know more.So, I tore out a few paragraphs of my diary and put them in this letter to let you know what I have experienced.

Look, look, my darling, if possible, I will lay my heart before you.When you look at the most original records of those years, it is equivalent to seeing the true heart of Dad.

This is the first page of the letter. Bai Bi silently looked at the handwriting left by her father, as if her father was standing in front of her, telling her what was in his heart.Now, time is invalid, and she feels that her father has surpassed time, because father's love is priceless.Turning over this page, the second page is that kind of notebook page, which looks older and more ancient than the first page.The second page reads like this -

1978 9 Month 15 Day.

sunny.Temperature: 22 to 19 degrees Celsius.Location: Lop Nur.

This morning, we inspected an ancient ruins group. This ancient ruins is located on a dry riverbed. There are highlands on both sides of the riverbed. Along the highlands, there are remnants of houses. At the same time, we found several rows of tall Populus euphratica trees, but they have died.A small amount of pottery was found in the sand, and there were signs of being excavated. The archaeologist pointed out that Stein had excavated here and stole a large number of valuable cultural relics.Still, the rest is surprising.

We ate lunch at the ruins, and then returned to the base camp.But our car broke down, and the captain decided to ride a camel back to the base camp.With the help of my colleagues, I rode a camel.We were traveling on camels in the desert, which looked like a silk caravan on the Silk Road more than 2000 years ago.

After walking for a short time, suddenly, the sky changed drastically, and a gust of wind swept past, attacking us with overwhelming yellow sand. This was a sandstorm, the most terrifying sandstorm in the desert.All of us covered our faces with gauze, but the sand kept getting into our mouths and noses. The sand almost covered the camel's hooves, and the wind almost made me fall from between the humps.Suddenly, the camel under my crotch neighed. It seemed to be frightened by the sandstorm. This is very rare. Camels are never afraid of sandstorms. When all camels are frightened by sandstorms, it can be seen that the situation is very bad.I couldn't control it anymore, or maybe because I didn't know anything about riding a camel, anyway, the camel took me and galloped in another direction.And my companions were trembling in the wind and sand one by one. I didn't dare to call for help, and the sand would pour in if I opened my mouth. I could only resign myself to the camel and let me run wildly.I closed my eyes and tried to keep my balance on the violently bumping hump. The sandstorm was still going on, whizzing past my ears and cheeks. The direction of the troops was getting farther and farther away. Once the camel was frightened, it would run as fast as a horse, which made me tremble all over.I don't know how long it took, but the whistling in my ear finally gradually subsided.The camel also slowed down. I opened my eyes, and the sandstorm had stopped. Looking at the surrounding scenery, it was still a vast wasteland. The difference was that now I was the only one left.Wasteland, sandstorms, and untamed camels can't scare me. What really scares me is--solitude.I was alone in the vast and boundless wilderness, without a companion, I didn't know where I was, and I couldn't tell east, west, north, south, all this made me feel desperate.

I looked around blankly, every direction looked the same, there was no difference, where was my companion?Maybe dozens of kilometers away.The camel led me wandering in the wilderness, aimlessly. I found that it was actually circling in situ, and even it got lost.I didn't even have water on me, only a little dry food, and only a camera that had become a burden in my bag.I don't know where I should go, I understand that getting lost in the desert is equivalent to having sentenced myself to death.It was almost dark, and the night in the desert would ruthlessly swallow everything up. Before the sun set, I immediately took out the diary. In this book, I recorded everything that happened today, maybe decades In the future, when people pass by here and find a pile of bones, they will be able to understand my diary, know who I am, and bring my bones back to their hometown.But, I want to live, I don't want to die, my new wife, Fen, is still waiting for my return at home in Shanghai, no, I can't die.But, who will save me?

I am still desperate.

The third page reads like this -

Nov. 1978, 9

sunny.Temperature: Don't know, maybe slightly lower than yesterday.Location: Lop Nur.

I am still alive.

When I opened my eyes from the morning light in Lop Nur, I found that I was still riding on the back of a camel, and the camel was leading me forward slowly.I'm a bit confused, where am I?My whole body has almost fallen apart, and I am very hungry and thirsty. Only the slowly rising red sun of the wilderness in the morning sprinkled on me, which made me a little angry.

However, my camel is not walking by itself, but someone is leading it.I straightened up and looked at the person who was leading my camel forward. Judging from the back, it was a woman. Be sure of her gender.I couldn't see her face clearly, only her hands were holding the camel's reins, and her hands were shining golden in the rising sun, which almost hurt my eyes.She walked forward with the camel at a brisk pace. In the wilderness where the sun shines, all this is like a dream. It is so unbelievable that I even suspect that what I see is just a mirage, but it is indeed the truth.

Who is she?
Judging from her attire, she should be a local resident. I immediately searched in my mind for a few Uighur words I just learned these days.It is ironic that I do not speak the language now spoken here, although I have learned many ancient and long-dead languages, which have been spoken in this land for many years.I finally came up with a Uyghur phrase, which is a greeting that roughly means good morning.I yelled to her loudly.

She stopped, then turned her head slowly.God, her eyes, I saw her eyes are so beautiful, just like this ancient western civilization.Her face is against the light, but I can still feel that her skin must be very white. She has a high nose bridge and thin and slightly raised lips, but the line of her chin is very soft, unlike some Uighur women's round chins to protrude.Her age seems to be in her early 20s at most, one hand is still holding the rein, and the other hand is hanging down, looking at me silently, something buried in her eyes makes me feel a certain uneasiness, I I really didn't expect that there would be such a beautiful woman in the depths of Lop Nur.

She said suddenly: "You finally woke up."

It never occurred to me that she spoke Chinese, and it was quite standard Mandarin.Her voice was soft and clear, like the sweet spring in the desert, I was so surprised that I didn't know what to say.

She continued: "You must have lost your way. Just now I found you lying on the camel and fell asleep, so I led the camel and brought you to my house."

"You saved me, thanks. Where is your home?" I replied.

"It's right in front." She pointed forward with her finger. I seemed to see something vaguely, but it was too far away to see clearly.

I nodded, she suddenly smiled at me, and I also smiled mechanically.It dawned on me that being a man on a camel and asking a young woman to lead it for me was just too much to justify.I tried to jump, but couldn't because my legs were numb.

"Do you want to come down? No, you must be very tired. You'd better ride on the camel." She turned her head and continued to lead the camel forward.

I didn't know what to say, so I could only ask her, "What's your name."

"My name is Maya, written in Chinese characters is Ma next to the word Wang, elegant and elegant. How about you?" She said as she walked.

Maya?I silently read this strange name in my heart. If it is written in Spanish, it should be MAJA. It seems that there is such a name. Moreover, the ancient civilization of Central America is translated into Chinese characters in this way. She: "Hello, Maya. My name is Bai Zhengqiu, and I am an archaeological team member. Yesterday we encountered a sandstorm after conducting an archaeological excavation. I fell behind and came here unknowingly."

"Are you an archaeologist? Did you come to Lop Nor to dig graves?" She frowned and asked me.

"We are here to protect cultural relics, not to destroy cultural relics, not simply to dig graves." I want to correct her statement.

"Like the Europeans who came to us many years ago?"

I was surprised that she actually knew about Sven Hedin and Stein, maybe it was handed down by the local people.I immediately replied: "No, I am different from them, they are plundering, we are protecting."

Maya still shook her head, but she smiled again and said, "Stop talking, you must be very thirsty." She took out a sheepskin water bag from her clothes, stuffed it into my hand, and said softly : "Drink."

I really don't know what to say, maybe it's because of the tradition of hospitality developed by the residents in the desert for a long time in solitude, the water so precious in the desert can be given to a stranger to drink casually, maybe Only Han people are the most selfish.I unscrewed the cap of the water bag gratefully, the water bag was full, I took a sip lightly, and moistened my chapped lips. I thought the water in this desert should be salty, but I didn't expect the water to be so sweet and clear.I took another sip, and the water slowly passed down my throat and into my body, like rain on a dry field, I swear I've never had such good water in my life.But I didn't dare to drink any more, two sips were enough, and I gratefully returned the water bottle to Maya.

Maya shook the water bottle and said, "Why only this little? You need water."

"No, these are enough."

She smiled and said, "I really don't know what you think." Then she turned her head away and continued to lead the camel forward at a fast pace.She walked very fast, her legs took big strides, she didn't have the coyness of women in the city at all, she was healthy and natural, I think only this deserted wasteland can give birth to such a woman.

After walking for a while, I finally saw green.The color made me excited for no reason, and my legs were no longer numb. I jumped off the camel with difficulty and walked to Maya's side.

"How did you get down?"

"I don't want to be seen riding a camel and being led by you."

Finally, we walked into the green.In fact, this is an oasis in the desert. A large river in the desert passes through here, nourishing the lush Populus euphratica forest and red willows on both banks. There are even many reeds growing in the river. Some birds live by the river. Canoes are also parked on the river.Walking by the river, there is no feeling of wasteland at all, but it is more like returning to the water town in the south of the Yangtze River.In the center of the oasis is a small village with dozens of houses made of mud, reeds and Populus euphratica.The houses are scattered and kept at a certain distance from each other, but the people here seem to be close and friendly to each other.When Maya brought me among them, they all took out their own food to entertain me, and let me have a delicious lunch when I was hungry.The staple food is fish, and the non-staple food is some dried mutton. Maya said that the people here mainly make a living by catching fish in the river, and the second is raising sheep.They are not tall, perhaps because they eat fish as their staple food.

However, none of these people can speak Chinese except Maya, who is more often used as a translator.Just looking at their appearance, I think they look like Uyghurs, but I listened carefully to their language, and I don't think this language is Uyghurs.I immediately thought of the languages ​​of the ancient Western Regions that I had learned, and compared them with what they said in my heart. Sure enough, there were some things in common.Perhaps their language belongs to another language family—the Indo-European language family, which is the race of the ancient Loulan people.Then, maybe what I saw was the descendants of the legendary Loulan people—the Lop people. They left the dry Lop Nor, moved to places with water, and lived an isolated life. Although, after a long period of time , most of them have been Uighurized.

I asked Maya for the way out, and I was eager to return to the archaeological team. My partners must be worried about me. I think I can return to our base camp today.Maya suddenly smiled and said: "Are you going back tonight? Then you will die of thirst in the desert. In fact, no one can leave here. This oasis is surrounded by endless desert, even if there are camels, it will not help." , because in the vast desert, camels will also get lost, and in the end they will continue to circle in the desert until they die of thirst, but don’t think about it. As for why you came here, it’s purely accidental, you The camel lost its direction in the storm and ran a long way to get here, because it escaped in the sandstorm, so it will no longer know the way back.”

My heart sank, and I asked her, "What about this river? What if I walk along this river?"

"If you go downstream of this river, after a day, you will follow the river into the depths of the desert, where the river disappears, that is, it stops flowing, and this is the end of the river. If you Going upstream of this river, you will enter the cold plateau, and finally the snow mountain, which is the Altun Mountain. In fact, this river is formed by the melting ice and snow on the Altun Mountain.”

"You mean, I'm going to be trapped here forever?" I asked desperately.

"No, at the end of October every year, the county town tens of kilometers away from here will send a caravan of camels to every remote oasis. They will bring newspapers and mail, as well as some retail goods, of course. Barter. More importantly, there will be a doctor who will come to see us, but only once a year. Although most people here are illiterate, and no one can write letters, we are still welcome Theirs, whenever they come we feel like a holiday. Only this camel caravan knows the way in and out of our oasis, they will avoid sandstorms and quicksand to get here, if you want to go out, only wait until the camel caravan arrives at the end of October Follow them."

I lowered my head, and I had to believe her words. I couldn't hope that there would be any means of external communication in this small village. It was impossible for things like telephones or wireless announcements to appear here.This is an isolated place, if not for the annual county camel caravan, no outsider would know the existence of this place.My heart was anxious, and I thought of my Fern, we got married half a year ago, she must still be waiting for me.But now, I have to stay in this place for more than a month. They will think that I am missing, or they may simply think that I have died in the sandstorm.Thinking about it, my body began to tremble.

Now, the moon has already hung in the mid-heaven, and the moon in the desert seems to be much brighter than that in the city. Looking at the moon, I couldn't help but think of Fern again.I went back to the house. It was a small earthen house covered with dry reeds. It was an empty house arranged for me by the villagers. I was moved by their hospitality.Maya lit a candle for me. Last year, when the camel caravan came here, many candles were given to the village, but no one here used them.Then she left the room, and I looked at her back under the moonlight, and suddenly my heart throbbed.

I took out the diary from my backpack and wrote down what I saw and heard today by the dim candlelight.

Bai Bi looked at the diary written by his father on September 1978, 9, and he didn't know what it was like. This day's diary was very long and took up three pages.The next page is already on the sixth page——

Nov. 1978, 9

sunny.Temperature: Don't know.Location: Oasis in Lop Nur.

Last night I slept on a pile of dry reeds and woke up to find a sheepskin blanket covering me. Who covered me?Maybe I'd catch a cold without this blanket.I walked out of the house with my bag on my back, surrounded by red willows, and passing through the red willows, I saw smoke rising from the houses in the village, curling up in the morning light.A family of villagers saw me, and they pulled me in. Although I couldn’t speak the language, I could understand their enthusiasm. I couldn’t refuse. I guess, if I refused, they might get angry. They ate breakfast together, and this meal was mainly mutton. I have never eaten breakfast with only mutton, and my mouth was full of mutton.

After eating breakfast at other people's homes, I always feel that I owe them something, and I feel a little empty in my heart.So when I came to the river, I saw several villagers paddling their small canoes down the river to fish. They took harpoons, cast nets, and harvested a day's ration.I was surprised that there are so many fish in the river that crosses the desert, and some of them are very big, which I have never seen since I was born in the south of the Yangtze River.By the river, I met Maya.She didn't wear the fur dress I saw yesterday, but a red skirt. I've seen that style on Uighur women on the streets of Urumqi, but that red dress is rare.

She smiled at me and said, "How do you like it here?"

I didn't know how to answer, so I could only say thank you dully.

"Thank me for what? I asked you how you feel here?" She laughed softly again, a breeze blew across the river, causing ripples on the river, and the reeds swayed with the wind, blowing her skirt .

"I'm just, very grateful for everything you guys have done for me. You see, I don't know you guys, I just met you guys by chance, and you guys are so passionate about me. I really don't understand."

"Yeah, you Han people don't understand those of us who live in the depths of the desert. Our village is small, with just over 100 people, and we see these faces all day long. If there is an unfamiliar It is a very lucky thing for us to have a face before our eyes. Therefore, we regard you as the most honored guest. In their eyes, you can bring information beyond the desert and bring new hope. "

"But, I have no hope now." I said with a wry smile.

"Don't say that, look, how nice is it here?"

I looked around, and the wind was blowing slowly in a piece of green. I stretched my neck comfortably and said slowly: "This place is indeed very good, it is a paradise."

"No, for us, this is the land where we have lived for generations." She said confidently looking at the surrounding reeds and red willows.

I nodded and said, "I want to see the outside of the oasis."

"Okay, but don't try to get out of the desert, you can't." Maya walked in front, and I followed behind her, looking at the lines behind her, my heart suddenly jumped, what an instinctive impulse it was what.

We passed thick poplars and red willows, and then a thicket where some grazing villagers were herding their lambs.Through the bush area, there is an endless wasteland.Looking at the wasteland, I said softly: "This is like a national border, locking you firmly inside."

"No, it's a barrier. Without this wasteland, we might have been destroyed by the invaders long ago. Look at the people here, they only know fishing and herding, but they don't know the dangers of people outside, and they don't know that there is still blood in this world. And war, without this isolated environment, they cannot survive."

"How dangerous is the human heart outside? Don't you know?" I have some doubts.

She looked into my eyes, which made me a little uneasy, her eyes were piercing, and she said softly: "Yes, I have seen people's hearts outside. After my uncle died, I was the only one here. A person who has walked out of the desert. When I was young, my uncle took me out of the desert with the camel team to the county seat. He became a cadre in the county seat, and I finished primary school in the county seat. Later, I was in Korla I studied in junior high school for three years. After graduating from junior high school, I went to Urumqi to study technical secondary school, and then I came back before I graduated from technical secondary school. So, most of my time was actually spent outside this desert.”

"I only now understand why you speak Chinese so well. Then, why didn't you finish the technical secondary school?"

"Because my uncle is dead, and I don't want to stay in Urumqi any longer."

"Why? You can have a good future if you stay in Urumqi. I feel sorry for you."

"Future? I'm not interested in what you said about the future. I just like this place, this desert, the oasis behind me and the villagers here. None of them can read, and even the uncle who later became a cadre is walking out of the desert." I started to read and write after that. I want to teach the children here to read and read, so that they can acquire knowledge. Even though newspapers can only come here once a year, and there are no books to read, literacy is useless to them. However, I still want to do this, because maybe one day, they will have the opportunity to walk out of this desert. But when they walk out of the desert, will they be able to return to their hometown?"

I could hear that her words contained contradictions and worries, and I said lightly: "Okay, they will come back. Why did you find me yesterday when I was in the desert?"

"Because I like to walk alone in the wilderness."

"Won't you get lost?"

"As long as you don't go too far, you won't. In short, you are lucky. If your camel walks slower, I really can't touch you." She smiled and said.The sun was rising in the east at this moment, and her face was so white in the sun that I wondered why her skin was not tanned when exposed to the sun.Her eyes softened and looked at me quietly, which made me take a step back involuntarily.I looked at her carefully, and felt that there was a beautiful picture in front of me. In a desert, with an oasis behind and a pure blue sky above my head, a beautiful woman in red was standing in front of me.At this moment, she looks so perfect, unlike what can be found in the world, I softly praise the creation of nature.

I suddenly had an idea to preserve the beauty of this moment forever. , so I took my camera out of my bag and said to her, "Maya, can I take a picture of you?"

"Photography? Okay." She smiled, then straightened her hair and said, "How do you see me now?"

"great."

I checked the camera first, having been worried for two days whether the bumps would damage it, but it appears to be in good shape.I raised my camera and pointed my dual lenses at her.I looked at Maya in the small viewfinder. This shot is wonderful. I was going to take a half-body side light. In the shot, the corner of her mouth was slightly raised, but she didn’t look like she was smiling. I couldn’t tell what it meant. what expression.I wanted to tell her to smile, but on second thought, I forgot, maybe this is the most beautiful time for her.

I adjusted the aperture first, and then focused. Her face was perfectly in the viewfinder frame. I slowly pressed the shutter, and recorded her moment in the film forever.I wanted to take a second photo, but found that the film had run out, and the one I took just now was the last one. I regret that I took too many photos in the ancient city of Loulan a few days ago.

She came back to me and said, "Thank you, I don't have many photos. In the past, I only took some ID photos and group photos in Korla and Urumqi."

"Sorry, it was the last film that was shot just now."

"It's okay, some things don't need more, one is enough." She said meaningfully.

"Is it enough to have the same things?" I repeated it slowly, nodded, and suddenly had a certain feeling in my heart.

Next, we were wandering in the desert, and she kept some sheep, and we herded sheep in the bushes together.In the afternoon, she returned to the village to teach the children in the village to read and write. There was no classroom, but open-air classes by the river beach, using branches instead of chalk and sand instead of blackboards, while the children sat on the ground.Today she taught Uyghur, and I couldn't understand it, so I could only watch her in class quietly.

At night, she gave me hundreds of candles, which were accumulated by the villagers in recent years without using them. She knew that I had to write a diary every night, and even gave me some ink.Now, I am writing today's diary by candlelight.

This day's diary also used a full three pages. After reading it, Bai Bi finally understood who the woman in the last photo in the stack of materials about Loulan left by his father was.She turned to page nine—

1978年9月29日至9月30日

sunny.Temperature: It has turned cold.Location: Oasis in Lop Nur.

I have lived here for more than 10 days and learned some of their simple conversations. This is a very peculiar language. Although it is similar to the language of the ancient Western Regions, it seems to be mixed with a lot of words from the Uighur dialect.They all treated me very well, and almost took turns inviting me to their homes for dinner. In return, I also learned fishing skills from them, went fishing with them, and even jumped into the river to bathe with the men.In just 10 days, I have almost adapted to their life. These people live a carefree life without much trouble. There is no political movement, no currency, no copper smell, and their hearts are like rivers in this desert. Just as pure.

Maya lives alone. She lives in a house more than 100 meters away from my earthen house. We take walks together every day, sometimes on the edge of the desert.She wanted me to tell her many things outside, and I told her all I knew. She was surprised by some things, but indifferent to others.She is always nice to me, sometimes when the weather is cold at night, she will send me a woolen blanket, and ask me every morning if I slept well, I am very grateful to her, but I am a little worried, because when I see With those eyes, she was afraid that she would suddenly lose her mind.

At the door of Maya's house, there are some pottery. Those pottery have beautiful patterns, some are geometric patterns, and some are figures.Most of the pottery was broken, otherwise it would have been a very fine work of art, I asked her where it came from, but she always refused to answer.I found that the shapes and patterns of these pottery are very similar to the pottery found in ancient Loulan, and these pottery are probably many years old.I even found Chinese and Kalu scripts on some of the pottery pieces, with the maker's name written on them, but I don't have time, but the pottery with Kalu script at least shows that these should be left over from ancient Loulan.This is an isolated environment, and no one will bring in pottery from outside, so it may be considered that there are ancient ruins nearby.

This afternoon, I walked to the edge of the oasis alone, turned around the south edge of the oasis, and found that there seemed to be a road hidden in the desert. The land is just a little flatter.I wanted to try my luck to see if this was the way the camel caravan came in and out, so I walked forward along this so-called road. I was a little scared, but suddenly a valley appeared in front of me.When I decided to go back, I suddenly found a few pieces of broken pottery at the entrance of the valley. Maybe there were people living in front of it, or there were some ruins.So I entered a valley, and the hillsides on either side were bare and looked so white that it hurt my eyes.I continued to walk deeper into the valley.The further I went in, the steeper the slopes on both sides, I suddenly felt a little cold.In my field of vision, some tombs gradually appeared, but I could tell at a glance that they were all new tombs, but as I continued to go in, I found that the tombs were getting older and older.Some of the tombs are quite ancient, and along the way I kept discovering some ancient broken pottery fragments, which is where the pottery in front of the Mayan house came from.

I went all the way to the innermost part of the valley, and found a tall mound lying in the middle of the valley.The mound looks at least seven or eight meters high, about the same length and width, each about 20 meters.The mound is khaki, which is extremely incongruous with the surrounding white land and hillsides.I approached the mound and touched the soil with my hands. The texture of the soil was different from the surrounding rocks and land, and the soil layer was quite hard, obviously marked by artificial compaction.It turned out to be artificially piled up, so I took a few steps back to take a look. The two sides are symmetrical, and it looks like a miniature pyramid, which reminds me of the Western Xia King's Mausoleum, which is known as the Chinese pyramid.

Perhaps it was an ancient mausoleum.Looking up at this mound, I suddenly felt a sense of respect, how small I am in front of it, like how my short life can be compared with thousands of years of history.I was lucky enough to witness its existence. I decided to leave here and go back. I walked a long, long way, but I didn't reach the exit of the valley.I was a little flustered, only to find that there were several different forks in this valley. Maybe I had strayed off the road. I tried hard to remember the road I walked when I came in, but it was all white here. A road is all the same, there is no difference at all.I turned around, turned around, and finally returned to the front of the tall mound, that is to say, I walked for a long time and returned to the original place.I lost my way again, this time, I can't blame anyone, it's all my own fault.At this moment, the setting sun is gradually setting, and the night quickly occupies the valley. The night is boundless, and the sky is getting dark so fast. Before I can react, I am already in darkness.

Despair enveloped me once again. Originally, I had the opportunity to leave here with the camel team and return to Fen's side, but now, I'm going to die here.I sat in front of the mound and looked at the sky, wondering if I had a chance to survive.

The cold wind blew past me and made me shiver, and I knew that in such wild nights, sleeping was tantamount to death.But after I don’t know how long, I actually fell asleep. I had a dream. I dreamed that a veiled man came out of the tomb. The man grabbed my neck tightly and made me gasp. Out of breath, when I wanted to cry out, I suddenly woke up.I opened my eyes, and under the hazy starry sky, I vaguely saw a tall figure. It took me a while to realize that it was a camel, my camel, and a person was riding on the camel.

"Get up." It turned out to be Maya, and the person riding the camel was Maya.

I struggled to my feet and walked to her feet.

"Come on." She held out her hand to me.My mind was blank, and my body was shaking. I was frozen by the cold wind in this field, and I immediately reached out and grabbed her.I was amazed that a young woman had such great strength. I held her with one hand, and with the other hand, I clung to the camel's body and climbed up the camel's hump.I sat behind her, and the space between the humps was so tight that my body and hers had to be pressed together, or one of us would fall off the tall camel.Even so, my body is still crumbling.

Maya took out a woolen blanket from nowhere and said to me, "Put on the blanket, you are freezing to death." I could only follow her instructions and put the blanket on my body.

She continued: "Hold my waist with both hands, or you will fall, hurry up."

My mind began to clear up, so I hesitated, but I couldn't resist her order, so I hugged her waist tightly.Her waist is very thin, but tough and powerful, full of warmth.

She turned her head suddenly, her eyes were only a few centimeters away from mine. Although it was dark, I could still see her seductive eyes.She raised her head again, as if looking at the mound behind me, and there seemed to be something in her dark eyes.Then, she turned her head forward again.

"Okay, let's go." She urged the camel to leave here.

I dare not look at the surrounding scenery, the boundless night and her black braids are swaying in front of my eyes.I was so close to her, to be precise, our bodies were already tightly attached to each other, and my hands were still around her waist.Although I was still very cold, the temperature from her body had already spread to my body, and with that woolen blanket, I gradually recovered my body temperature.All I can smell in my nose is her body odor, which is a natural smell, with the fragrance of reeds by the river.

I suddenly felt that I was very happy. If I was frozen to death now, my happiness would become eternal.How stupid I am, a thought flashed through my mind--if only it could be like this forever.I finally couldn't control myself. I put my chin on her shoulder and whispered into her ear, "Maya, Maya."

"Stop it, I hate you to death." She said softly, then stretched out a hand and twisted my thigh hard, and I immediately cried out in pain.

"Does it hurt?"

"Yeah." I was in so much pain that I couldn't speak.

"I'm sorry." Her hand gently rubbed the pinched place on my thigh again, "Promise me, I will never go to that place again. No one has ever lived to spend a night there, there is nothing there There are only the tombs of our ancestors, whoever disturbs their rest will be damned forever."

"Terrible."

"You know? I've been looking for you on a camel all night, and I'm really worried that you're going to leave the oasis and die in the desert, so I'll never see you again. Promise me, you don't go, just stay By my side, forever and ever." She was trembling slightly as she spoke, and her body seemed to be getting hotter and hotter.

I don't know how to answer.

"Promise me, never leave me." Maya urged me.

At this moment, my heart has been completely occupied by her, and the camel led us to continue walking, surrounded by the endless wilderness and night.I hugged her willfully, just like hugging my mother. I seemed to have returned to my childhood. I felt that I should be born here, and this should be my hometown. I put my lips in her ear and said: "I May this long night never pass away, I wish this journey in the wilderness will go farther and farther, and I hope this camel will take us to the end of the world."

"You promised? Can you say it again."

"I wish this long night would never die, I wish this journey in the wilderness would go farther and farther, and I wish this camel would take us to the end of the world." I began to repeat this sentence, and kept repeating it. In this wilderness where there are only the two of us, the sound seems to spread far away, as if it can be heard on the other side of the desert.She also stopped talking, letting me rest my head on her shoulder.Just continue to drive the camel forward until we enter the oasis, slowly walking through a Populus euphratica forest.

The trees in front became dense, and the camel could not move forward. We jumped off the camel at the same time, and fell into the reed pile by the river together.The two of us fell to the ground, looking into each other's eyes, our bodies gradually became hot and hot, we didn't stand up again, the night was long, and this night, I couldn't control myself.

"Maya, Maya." I called out to her in the dark, even though she was right in front of me.

She is also calling for me in the dark, her calling is full of the wildness of the wilderness, like a lone wolf, wanting to devour me, and at this moment, I would rather dedicate my body to her.This is an ancient and mysterious night, and Maya and I have not escaped tonight.Our souls are dominated by our bodies, our reason is destroyed by our desires, and only the most primitive parts are left tightly together.So, she and I, in front of the camel, made a mistake that may be eternal.

The long night finally passed, and the flood of desire between me and her finally receded with the slightly trembling ripples in the river.The dawn in the east is coming, Maya and I hid in a pile of reeds, quietly watching the oasis wake up from the night.

"Maya, what did we do just now?" My heart was suddenly filled with anxiety and guilt, and I asked her softly.

"We have done the most sacred thing between a man and a woman." She replied lightly, and her skin looked more rosy and beautiful at this moment.

"The most sacred thing?" I suddenly thought of the picture of Fuxi and Nuwa unearthed in the ancient tomb of Astana in Turpan.Fuxi hugs Nuwa with his right hand, and Nuwa hugs Fuxi with his left hand. The two look at each other affectionately, and the images of snakes on their lower bodies are entangled with each other.Fuxi and Nuwa are the Adam and Eve of the Chinese people. People draw images of the two of them lingering, and regard this as the origin of human beings.Perhaps, in Maya's eyes, this is the most sacred thing between men and women.

Maya continued to whisper in my ear, "I knew from the moment I saw you that you would belong to me."

"why?"

"Don't you realize that I am a little different from the villagers here? Because, my father is a Han Chinese."

"So you are a mixed race." Only then did I understand why she is so beautiful. She is a mixed race, a mixed race of the Han people and the Luobu people who are descendants of the Loulan people. With the blood of the Han people.All mixed races are beautiful and smart, because they combine the advantages of different races, especially the mixed races of yellow race and white race. The Loulan people are actually the oldest white Aryan race, perhaps in the Han Dynasty , There have been many Han and Loulan hybrids like Maya.But today, Maya may be the only one.I looked at her face carefully, and her chin and facial contours were indeed Han Chinese, while her eyes and nose bridge belonged to Rob people.

She continued: "22 years ago, a Han man suddenly broke into this desert and fainted on the ground due to water shortage. It was my mother who found him and rescued him. Later, he stayed, and he and My mother lived with me and gave birth to a half-breed child, which was me."

"And later?"

"My father left here before I was born. No one knows where he went, but I can be sure that he has already turned into a pile of bones in this desert. My mother also died shortly after I was born. I became an orphan without father and mother. It was my uncle who took care of me and took me away from here to study. When I was very young, I had a premonition that I would fall in love with someone who suddenly broke into this place like my mother. The Han people in the wasteland. Now, this person is you. This is destined, it has been decided the moment I saw you, you and I, neither of us can escape."

"Don't you think your mother is very pitiful?"

Maya's expression suddenly became serious, and she moved her face closer to me and said, "Will you leave me? Just like my father, leaving my mother to give birth to me in pain and die in pain."

I froze, not knowing how to answer.I just started to regret, why was my willpower so weak last night, I completely lost my mind, what did I do?I suddenly thought of Fern.There was a severe pain in my heart, I quickly put on my clothes and left the reeds.

In a place where no one was around, I took out my diary and recorded everything exactly.

Nov. 1978, 10

sunny.Temperature: Cool down.Location: Oasis in Lop Nur.

How long have I been here?It has been more than a month since September 9th. I have experienced perhaps the most bizarre time in my life. Everything here is like a dream, a real dream.I have become very familiar with these villagers, and now they actually regard me as Maya's husband. There is no law here, everything is customary.There was a wedding in the village for Maya and me, and I couldn't resist, they were so enthusiastic, I was a little afraid that if I told them that I already had a wife, I would disappoint them.But it is also possible that they don't care about it at all. I have seen a woman in the village with two men at the same time, and they are used to it.Their weddings are very different from Uyghurs' weddings. There are many ceremonies to worship gods, which is absolutely in conflict with the Islam that Uyghurs believe in.I didn't say a word during the entire wedding, and my heart was full of guilt. The women sang the ancient Luobu ballad. That beautiful ballad was once sung by the Loulan people, but I was not in the mood to write down the score.In my eyes, only Maya's eyes, I can't live without these eyes, but what about Fern?
They sent me into Maya’s house. The house is not big, but the people in the oasis are very good at decorating the small space. Compared with the shabby house outside, the house is very clean and tidy. There is a bed similar to an earthen kang , this is our happy paradise.This oasis is our Garden of Eden, and she and I are like Adam and Eve, Fuxi and Nuwa, living the lives of our ancestors.

Yes, Maya is indeed Eve, but, I am not Adam.

Where do I belong?
1978年10月25日至10月26日

sunny.Temperature: Cool.Location: Oasis in Lop Nur.

Today, the camel caravan finally came to this oasis. They followed a road in the desert known only to the ancient caravans, crossed tens of kilometers of uninhabited areas, and entered the village.When the people in the village saw them coming, they were as happy as a festival. They took out the best food and gifts at home to entertain the guests of the camel team.The members of the camel team are all Uighurs. They all seem to have rich experience in desert travel and have sharp eyes like mountain eagles.I sat with them and talked in simple Uighur, all of which made Maya notice.

The camel team stayed in the village for one night and left early tomorrow morning.When they all fell asleep, Maya took me to the river.

"Tomorrow, the camel team will leave." Maya said softly.

"I know."

Maya grabbed my hand and said, "Will you leave me?"

I didn't know what to say, so I said softly, "Maya, you have to trust me."

"You are all the same, you and my father, you people on the outside, always have an outside heart. Promise me, stay, I can't lose you, I want you to be by my side forever."

"What if I'm gone?"

"Then I will die." Maya said solemnly.

My heart sank, I didn't know how to answer, I looked into her eyes, how attractive those eyes were, I couldn't resist.However, my heart has already decided.

I stretched out my hand, took Maya into my arms, and said softly, "We are always together, together."

She closed her eyes, held me tightly, and murmured to herself: "Don't go, don't go." I saw her tears slowly slipping from the corners of her closed eyes.

However, this is my last night in Eden.

When the sky was getting brighter, Maya was still sleeping soundly. I put her gently on the dry reed grass and covered her with two thick woolen blankets.I quietly left her and took one last look at her, not knowing when I could see her again in the future, she is so beautiful, her beauty is unique, I will lose her eventually.I walked around the reeds and Populus euphratica forest. On the edge of the oasis, the camel team was ready to go.The sun in the east has risen, and they twinkle at me with eagle-like eyes.Last night, I had agreed with them that the camel team would take me out of the desert and back to the county seat.I got on their camel and looked back at the oasis again, then turned my head back, I didn't want to look again.Maybe at this moment, my Maya has woken up, she finds that I am gone, she will chase here, no, I don't want to see her sad.I urged the camel team to leave quickly.Following the order of the captain of the camel team, the camels carried us away from here and embarked on a journey of rolling yellow sand.

The front is the endless wasteland.

Farewell, my Eden.

Farewell, my Maya.

I am now weeping and writing my diary on the bumpy camel's hump.

The following father's diary has jumped to a year later. Bai Bi quietly looked at these yellowed handwriting, and his heart seemed to have melted with the raindrops outside the window.

Nov. 1979, 10

sunny.Temperature: 19 degrees Celsius to 12 degrees Celsius.Location: Lop Nur Joint Archaeological Base Camp.

After a year, I came back here again. Thinking of the pain I have endured in my heart this year, I really don't know what to say.

Today we finished the archeology of the ancient city of Loulan, this is my second time here.In the afternoon, we returned to the base camp of the joint archaeological team, which is actually a troop field on the edge of Lop Nur.Fen and I lived in a simple tent room.Originally, Fen was not allowed to come. The conditions here were too difficult, and there were almost no women, so it was really not suitable for her.But she has always been very interested in the incident of my disappearance here a year ago, and wanted to take a look with me, and also made many reports to her superiors. I couldn't persuade her, so I could only agree to her request.

My diary has always been treasured by myself. Although I never lock the diary, I believe in my Fen. She promised me that she would never read my diary.So, until now, she has always believed my lies. Although I told her that I was separated from the army in a sandstorm and lived in the oasis for more than a month, I only skipped Maya.I didn't mention Maya at all, none of them knew of Maya's existence, including my Fin.I dare not tell Fern the truth, I am afraid that she will not be able to bear the fact that I have another woman, I just want to forget all this as soon as possible, and start our life together with Fern.

However, for nearly a year, I couldn't forget my Garden of Eden. Every night, even though Fen was sleeping next to me, I would dream of Maya. Could it be that Fen and I really had different dreams in the same bed?My spirit is always in a trance, and sometimes a few ancient syllables will faintly appear in my ears, and I even doubt whether I am mentally weak.Every day and every night, I have a sense of guilt in my heart. I am sorry for both Fen and Maya. I have sinned deeply and I need to repent.

Tonight, Fern is alone with me, and she has already seen that there is something wrong with me, maybe she has already noticed something.Looking into her eyes, I can't bear it anymore, I can't continue to hurt her, only by telling her the truth can my soul find peace.Finally, in an instant, I decided, and I told Fern everything about Maya and me.I don't know how I said it, everything is like a dream, in short, I revealed the part I concealed, without any reservation, including my heart.After Fern knew all this, she was very painful, and she was silent for a long time, and finally, beyond my expectation, she forgave me.And asked me to take her to see Maya, she wanted to see the woman who had me so swooned, and wanted me to have a chance to make amends.At first, I disagreed, but in the end, maybe it was a hidden force that made me decide to go to Maya.I'm going to take Fern with me and make it all clear to Maya, and while it's going to be painful, it's a responsibility I can't escape.

Tonight, I saw Fern's tears.

1979年10月22日至10月23日

sunny.Temperature: 16°C to 11°C.Location: the edge of Lop Nur.

I was riding camels with Fern, following the same camel caravan that had brought me out of the oasis last time, slowly across the wasteland.

We set off from the base camp of the joint archaeological team, first asked for leave from our superiors, and then walked westward for 3 hours to a small town on the side of a desert road, where a road passed through.We picked up a coach on the side of the road and traveled for several hours to a small county in the southwestern part of the desert.Then I waited there for a few days, until the annual camel team took us to the oasis deep in the desert.

Finally, we could see the clump of green from a distance, and a strange feeling suddenly surged in my heart. My Garden of Eden was still sitting there quietly. Where is my Maya?I glanced back at Fern, she looked so bewildered.

We entered the oasis, and the camel caravan was warmly welcomed by the old Rob people just like I had seen last year.However, they recognized me very quickly, and I suddenly found that they were so indifferent to me, especially their eyes, which seemed to be full of disappointment in me.Fern stood close to me, so they were also cold to Fern.But they didn't drive me away as I feared, they still gave us food and water, but no one spoke to me, and they left far away when they saw me.I know that in their eyes, I am a heartless person without faith, and I am guilty.

At this moment, Fern was beside me and said, "Go and see your Maya."

I was a little moved, and took her hand and said, "Fen, I'm sorry for you."

I took her to the door of Maya's house, and I looked at this small mud house, which used to be a happy paradise for Maya and me.Fern suddenly said, "Go in by yourself, I'll wait for you at the door."

"No, you go in too, I want to make things clear."

"But it's between you and Maya."

"But you're the victim." I took Fern's hand.

"So is she."

I was speechless and walked into the house alone.Everything in the house is still the same, exactly as it was before I left.On the dirt bed, Maya lay quietly, covered with a woolen blanket, and beside her were the swaddling clothes of two babies. I saw two babies who were only about a few months old lying in it.

I seemed to have been slammed by something all of a sudden, and immediately understood the bitter fruit I had planted.Maya was looking at me, and her eyes were still so alluring that I couldn't look at her again.But I can't help but look at her, her face is not as good as before, pale and looks a little anemic, she is lying under the woolen blanket, motionless, like a dead woman.

She finally spoke: "You're here." Her voice was so hoarse, and the seductive and pleasant voice in the past no longer existed.

I stood in front of her blankly, and after a moment of silence, I said, "Maya, I'm sorry."

She shook her head slightly, and said in a weak voice: "Look at your daughter first, I gave birth to a pair of twin sisters for you."

"This is my daughter?"

Maya nodded.I leaned down gently and looked at these two children, they were both sleeping peacefully, I still can't see who they look like, but I am sure, they are my daughters, from the moment I saw them , There is this feeling that exists, faintly entangled in my heart.I almost couldn't control the tears in my eyes, I didn't want to look any more, I turned my head and said softly: "Maya, I'm guilty."

"Let her in, don't stand outside the door like this, let others think I'm stingy."

"Who are you talking about?"

"I've heard what you said at the door just now. That's your wife, isn't it? If it weren't for the fact that you already have a wife, I don't think you would have left me. Let her in, I want to see her." Her voice was almost breathless, and it was getting softer.

I finally nodded and went out to force Finn in.

My Maya and my Finn met for the first time.They looked at each other without saying a word. There was no hatred I was worried about in Maya's eyes. She nodded peacefully and said softly, "Hi, welcome to our oasis as a guest."

Fen didn't know how to answer, but said in a daze, "Hello. I'm Bai Zhengqiu's wife."

Maya shifted her eyes to me again, and she said slowly: "Actually, I'm sorry for you too. There is one thing I want to tell you. Not long after you left, I was in great pain and once sent a message in the name of my ancestors. A poisonous oath that you will die on your 40th birthday."

I shook my head and said, "Forget it."

"No, my curse is not a joke. I'm sorry. Once a curse is cast, it can never be taken back. It is an eternal curse. Remember, it is eternal. You will die on your 40th birthday, which is already It's doomed." Maya said firmly.

"Stop it, Maya."

She suddenly lowered her voice and said, "On the day you die, you will hear my call to you - MUYO -" She uttered an ancient syllable, which I cannot express in Chinese characters, but can only be written in Latin letter.

"MUYO?" I was taken aback, she also knew this ancient Kalu word, "Does it mean 'curse'?"

Maya nodded, then her eyes softened again, and she coughed a few times.

Fern came to her bedside suddenly, touched her forehead and said, "Are you sick?"

Maya smiled wryly at Fern and said, "I'm dying."

"No, you won't die." I suddenly couldn't control myself and said loudly.

"Since giving birth to your two daughters, I have been seriously ill. There is no doctor or medicine here. If it weren't for these two children, I would have been unable to hold on."

"Maya, I am guilty."

Then Maya said to Fern, "Will you raise my two children when I die?"

Fern nodded and said, "I promise you."

Maya fixed her eyes on me again: "Now, I only have one last request, can you kiss me?"

I cast my eyes on Fen, and Fen said flatly: "Zhengqiu, please meet all Maya's requirements."

I gave Fern a grateful look, then leaned down and brought my lips close to Maya's. Her eyes were fixed on mine, and I could see the shadow of time in her eyes.Finally, I kissed her lips, Maya's lips were cold and cold, and the coolness penetrated into my body immediately, my eyes were only a few centimeters away from her, and I seemed to be able to see some tears pouring out of her Dry eyes.At this moment, my heart is like a knife.

I don't know how long the kiss lasted, I couldn't help myself, even though I was in front of Fern, Maya's lips seemed to have merged with me for these ten minutes.When I looked up again, I saw Fern's eyes again.

Fern said nervously, "Her carotid artery is unresponsive."

My mind went blank immediately, I felt Maya's pulse, it was gone, and I put my ear to her heart again, Maya's heart had stopped beating.She was dead, my Maya was dead, and the moment I kissed her, she was gone from me forever.

My hot tears dripped down Maya's face again, rolling slowly.I don't know what to do now, I just stare blankly at Fern.

"She's gone, let's bury her." Fern seemed to be a little moved, and she forgave Maya and me.

Later, the villagers helped us clean up Maya, and then helped us carry Maya to the valley full of ancient tombs.Not far from the entrance of the valley, the villagers dug a grave for Maya, and we buried Maya.During the funeral, these Rob people sang ancient songs, perhaps the dirges sung by the ancient Loulan people.Finally, my Maya was buried forever in the wasteland.The villagers made a wooden tombstone before departure. I wrote a line of Chinese characters on the tombstone with the brush and ink brought by the camel team—the tomb of my beloved wife Maya. .

These words on the tombstone were written with Fern's consent.We set up this wooden tombstone in front of the Mayan tomb, and hope that this monument and the tomb behind it can last as long as this wasteland.

Then, before dark, we and the villagers hurried out of Tomb Valley.

After a night, when the sky was just bright, the camel team left the oasis. We took two children who had just lost their mothers and left here with the camel team.This time, I said goodbye to my Eden forever.

Fern and I, each carrying a baby on the camel, this is my daughter, and I fed her with some goat's milk, the poor baby.

Looking up, the eyes are full of yellow sand.

My father's diary ended here, with a full dozen pages.Bai Bi looked at the time, it was already midnight, and there was still the last page left, she turned it over.This is the letter my father wrote to me——

my darling:

I believe you have read all the diaries I kept just now. I only left these ten pages, and the rest of the diaries have been burned by me.

You already know everything at this moment.Maya is your real mother.But your current mother has always been very kind to you, she treats you as her own daughter, cares about you, loves you, you should be able to feel it.However, when you read this letter, your mother should have passed away from this world, so my worry is unnecessary.

You should have seen in your diary that you have a twin sister.I can't tell which one of you is the elder sister and which one is the younger sister, but your mother and I still decided to treat you as a younger sister.I will name you Bai Bi and your older sister Bai Yu.We brought you and your sister back to Shanghai to be raised. As time went by, I found that the two of you sisters look different, which made me a little worried.Later, I took you to the hospital for an examination, and it was confirmed by blood experience that you are indeed twin sisters, but the doctor said that twins do not look alike, and it is common for twins to have large individual differences, so it is no big deal.But a year later, something strange happened to your sister, she was not like a normal child, she could look at us all day long without crying or fussing.When me and your mom feed her, she doesn't like to eat very much, she only eats a little at a time, but when others come to feed her, she can eat a lot, she seems to be very scared of us.And she is very sensitive to certain things. An expert came to see her and said that although she was only 1 year old, her intelligence was already close to that of a 4-year-old child.And I can often see the shadow of your biological mother in her eyes, which makes me very worried.But you have always been normal.

Your sister's abnormality makes us very worried. I don't expect my daughter to become a genius, but I only hope that she can grow up safely.In addition, your mother has not been in good health since she came back from Xinjiang. She has to go to work every day and take care of the two of you.In the end, your mother and I made a solemn decision to send your sister to a children's welfare home.It was a decision we were forced to make because we feared that your sister would be unsustainable in our hands and she would become a little more normal in someone else's hands.In the end, we sent your sister away, falsely claiming that she was a found child.A few years later, we went to the Children's Welfare Institute to inquire. Your sister has been adopted by a family. I heard that she is doing well now, so I am relieved.

Now, so many years have passed, and I have hidden worries in my heart again. I am a little afraid, afraid that I will suddenly part with you forever.Because in the past few months, a strange voice suddenly echoed in my ears for no reason. It was the voice of your biological mother before she died.I thought again of the eternal damnation she had spoken of.In a few days, I will be 40 years old, my baby, will the curse befall me?Maybe, my time is running out, I must, let you have the opportunity to know your life experience, let you know who your biological mother is, only in this way can you be worthy of Maya and Fen.But not now, it must be a hundred years after your mother and I can let you know this secret, believe us, it is for your own good.

Yesterday, I pretended to be a passer-by and went to see your sister quietly. She is smart and as beautiful as you. If there is a chance in the future, you two sisters may meet.

Well, my dear, this is the end of the letter.I've told you everything I know, and when you read this, please forgive Mom and Dad for what they did.Dad is always repenting for the mistakes he made back then, and all the guilt is borne by Dad alone.

Baby, please believe that Dad will always love you.

May my baby be happy forever.

kiss you.

father
Nov. 1988, 7

Finally read the whole letter.Bai Bi looked at the dozen or so thick letter papers, tears slowly shed from the corners of her eyes, and she said to herself, "Dad, I will always love you too."

She carefully stuffed the letters back into the envelope, and put the letter in the drawer beside her bed.At this moment, Bai Bi's mind is full of his father's shadow. It turns out that his biological mother is a mixed-race child of Luobu people and Han people, so in his veins, there is also a quarter of Luobu blood hidden.According to his father's diary, the Luobu people are descendants of the ancient Loulan people, which means that Bai Bi himself is also a quarter of the Loulan people.

She gently wiped away the tears on her face, and walked to the window again, watching the night rain outside the window.She touched the window glass with her hand, feeling cold and cold, and the light in the room reflected on the glass, reflecting her face.Suddenly, Bai Bi felt that what appeared on the glass was not her face, but the woman who often appeared in her dreams - Maya.

Mom, have you come to see me?
Bai Bi called softly.

(End of this chapter)