Chapter 64： Distressed, insomnia

At night, time passed quietly.

The wind was whistling outside, and indoors, he was holding the phone, only feeling that it was hot.

Time became ambiguous and lengthy inexplicably.

She has no other content to watch. It is set to be visible for only three days. This is her only activity within three days.

Just now.

What happened to the news she sent...?

Can everyone see...?

Lu Xiao's eyes were a little deep, showing a hint of inexplicable and unclear meaning.

Lu Xiao looked at the photo she had sent, flicked across the photo, and left her Moments page.

He breathed steadily, his lips pressed.

But his eyes seemed to be undercurrents. After about two minutes, he clicked on her portrait again and entered her circle of friends.

Staring at this picture of her, fingers fell on it, suddenly, lightly touched.

Click... to save.

Save it in the album.

Is she really suggesting him, who she is?

Between her collarbone and her chest, there was a little red cinnabar mole, which was just against her snow-white skin.

Exceptionally eye-catching.

He saw it as early as the first time I met and pulled her clothes apart and bandaged her injured.

Right now, Lu Xiao stared at the cinnabar mole above his chest in the photo.

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After Wen Xian finished posting to Moments, he planned to end today's chat. After all, it wouldn't work if he didn't tell her. He already ignored her, only one step away from getting black.

When she posted on Moments, she was still happy, but slowly, she didn't know what she thought of, and the smile at the corners of her lips disappeared.

Seriously.

She, isn't she, never see him again...

No matter how she called him a land dog before, no matter how she tuned-teased him now, but she cared about him... is also true.

His job is not simple, not easy, and even dangerous. Whether it is catching criminals, rescue and patrol, or other things, it is very hard and dangerous...!

Wen Xian, this night, I have insomnia. Reason: I miss him, I miss him very much.

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The next day.

The sky was clear, and after a night of sleet and rain, the sky was as blue as washing, and the sun was scorching.

The snow-capped mountains in the distance came into view. People in Tibetan clothes on the highway knelt on the ground and bowed their heads religiously. On the grasslands on both sides, there were a few Tibetan sheep and Tibetan foxes scattered.

Wen Xian went to Zaling Lake with a one-day tour group today. When the wind and waves rise, the lake will be a rare grayish white. Listening to the guide's explanation, it is also known as the white long lake. The lake is beautiful and against the sky, as if it can be swept away. Everything in my heart is impetuous.

When they returned, the tour guide took them to a nearby commercial street.

It is integrated with the tourist line, and it is also specially prepared for some tourists, selling all local characteristics.

Wen Xian passed by a Tibetan handmade soap shop and saw a hand cream seller.

I don't know why, as soon as she saw this thing, she thought of... him.

Now this season, it is getting colder and the wind is very strong. The wind from the southwest is whistling. If you go out without a glove, your hands will be blown dry and cracked.

She thought about it and bought two hand creams.

Even though, she might never meet him again.

While Wen Xian bought a hand cream in a shop on the side of the road, he was attracted by a shop nearby that sold masks.

The various masks in the Tibetan language means "Ba", and they are generally divided into dance masks, hanging masks, and Tibetan theater masks.

Wen Xian bought a classic Ma Tou Ming Wang face, furious, his eyes staring like copper bells, and wearing it in the mirror, only to find it fierce and vicious, extremely interesting, which suits her desires.

Of course, just when she was about to take off the mask, she didn't know what she saw, and her movements suddenly froze.

Wen Xian took off the mask so slowly, looking at the reflection from the mirror standing at the door, the figure that was so caught off guard--

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