My Captain

    Yan An drove into Ali on the eighth day of entering Tibet.

    From the secret realm of Tibet to the Ghost Lake, then to Pulan via Zanda, walking in the ruins of the Guge Dynasty, and finally stopping at Kailash.

      Back to Lhasa, just draw a circle on the map of Tibet.

    But Yan An's itinerary left the circle after this day.

    Yan An pulled the car to the gas station, rolled the car window and shouted out: "Tashi Delek, fill up with 10 diesel!"

    Yan An turned off the engine, and the GPS installed in the car was not in the way. At this time, Yan An, who was waiting for fuel in the car, swiped left and right on the screen with his finger.

    The next itinerary Yan An has searched for it in the past few days and nights when she is bored. When her finger is swiped over a certain point, she can already correspond to the general scenery in her mind.

    Yan An's fingers pulled at the blank space that was not marked, and Yan An's pulling movement stopped after a while.

    Yan An randomly fantasized based on the flat map in front of her, and felt that this town was like an elf country in a fairy tale, independent from the world, but she accidentally discovered it.

    At this time, the little brother outside knocked on Yan An's car window, indicating that the oil was full.

    Yan An rested her elbows on the window, called to stop the little brother, pointed to the place on the GPS, and asked where it was?

    The little brother is enthusiastic, but his Chinese is not very good. There is a strong Tibetan accent in the Mandarin. Yan An listens carefully and can understand a general idea.

    The keyword is three words: No Man's Land.

    No Man's Land?

    Yan An got a location on the GPS, clicked on the navigation, from here to the isolated town, more than 500 kilometers, this 500-mile road is the unmanned person in the mouth of the little brother Area.

    Yan An has a bad point, that is, once he is interested, he will not stop until he gets it.

    Just like when she had a bad heart for Shan Yi, she slammed into the south wall with a hot brain and a single tendon, and she fell and hurt, and I didn't know what to do.

    It was the man in the phone who told her that when she hit the south wall, she should turn back.

    When Yan An was walking to pay the gas fee, she suddenly remembered that she had not been in touch with that person for a long time, and the letter she bought for him in Spain last time was still in her 's home, this Xian did not send her an address afterwards.

    Yan An has a lot of software on her phone, and only a few of them are commonly used. She flipped through her phone at this time, and she couldn't even remember which folder the secret friend was in.

    Yan An returned to the car, finally retrieved the software, clicked in, the other party's avatar was still gray, Yan An smiled and poked the man.

    Wu Neng: Hi friends, long time no see, are you still playing? Or uninstalled?

    No reply.

    Yan An picked a restaurant in the county, opposite a very simple auto parts store.

    Yan An put the pickup on the opposite side, and asked the boss to overhaul the car and equipped with two spare tires.

    Yan An has already made a plan. After eating, she will go to supply supplies, and then she will go to the elf country.

    Yan An and Shan Yi don't chat often these days. First, Yan An is driving along the road, stopping, and most of the mobile phones are not connected.

    Er ​​Lai Yan An is a person who speaks when she has something to say. The people around her are rectal and can’t hold anything in her stomach, but she is such a straight-forward person who prefers Shan Yi. The way of men is a little uncomfortable.

    Yan An was arrogant for a while, and it made her a little cool to put a man into the cold palace.

    Aman sent her greetings at this time: take a selfie to see?

    Man: I see if the comparison photos on the Internet before and after entering Tibet are deceptive.

    Yan An laughed and immediately sent a real photo to the other party.

    Yan An: Am I still beautiful?

    In the photo, Yan An is sitting in the fly shop, the zipper of her down jacket is pulled up to her chin, and the hat of the down jacket is pulled up. Just after washing her head last night, a few frizzy hairs floated out from the brim of the hat , The whole person only showed half of his face, his eyes were dark, and he looked at the camera with a smile.

    Man: Damn it, it's better to be darker?

    Yan An: No, you don't understand the beauty of poor skin tone.

    Shan Yi has a healthy complexion. When Yan An's arms and thighs are on a person, she has two completely different shades. Yan An likes this difference in skin tone.

    A man pooh her: Besides black, I haven't tried any poor skin tone?

    Yan An raised her finger and said she was a cow: Sister, you are the scumbag of the people I know.

    Aman laughed: How long have you not seen your superb? How long has it been since your skin tone changed?

    Yan An suddenly wilted when he heard the words: It's not long, but it's been a long time.

    Man: I hear dissatisfaction.

    Yan An: No, I recently put the best into the cold palace.

    Man: Listen, it is still the voice of desire and dissatisfaction.

    Yan An is angry, isn't her image so supportive in this woman's eyes!

    A-man laughed: If you say you won't be in the cold palace, you are having fun traveling by yourself, and the man is going to the side.

    Man said: If the best appears suddenly, will you still be thrown into the cold palace?

    Yan An is dissatisfied: he just flashes in front of me and strips off his clothes, so I won't let him go!

    Man: Oh, sister, I believe in you.

    Yan An smiled and cut, and her plate of rice was served.

    Yan An finished eating, went to the next door to resist water and dry food, and walked to the car repair shop opposite.

    The owner of the auto repair shop said to her: "Your car has a lot of problems."

    Yan An was surprised: "Can't you?"

    The boss said: "Your car's heater is broken, you know?"

    Yan An sighed when she heard the words, and thought it was a big problem: "Well, it's already broken, this is not a problem, my clothes are thick and can be carried."

    The boss said again: "Your four tires are very worn out, can you replace them?"

    Business is difficult, Yan An understood, she circled the car and said, "Change it." After that, she knocked on the rear of the car, "Is there any paint here? Give it to me. Pretty cool?"

    The car and the people were all rested, and they started again.

    At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yan An sent a photo to Shan Yi.

    In the photo, there is an endless Gobi Desert, on both sides of the Gobi Desert are shrunken mountains, and the end of a road is still a road.

    Yan An: The navigation shows that it will take 330 kilometers to reach the next town. I will send you one before the signal completely disappears.

    Yan An: If there is a signal, please contact again.

    Yan An: [Goodbye] [Blow a kiss]

    Not long after Yan An set off on the road, the sky began to darken, and a whole piece of light gray cloud covered the scene before him.

    After a while, the wind was blowing outside, the wind knocked on the glass, and there was a humming sound one after another through the small gap.

    Yan An quietly looked at the road ahead, with a faint smile on her face, her expression was calm, and she felt inexplicably shaken by the barren and magnificent motherland in front of her.

    There is no specific road here, there are roads everywhere, the sand and gravel are flying everywhere the pickup passes, and the land underfoot seems to have no end.

    Yan An suddenly remembered what Luo Xiaojun said in the tavern that day.

    Luo Xiaojun said that her man guards the frontier, guarding every inch of the land here, the wind and the rain are blowing, the place is barren, but full of blood and sweat.

    Luo Xiaojun also said that her man is a hero, hidden in the skin and bones of ordinary people, not to mention bleeding and injuries, always report good news but not bad, sometimes only read the news to know things, every time I look back When I asked him, he said it was trivial.

    Her man said that it is a small matter to get it done. In our country, there is no big thing that cannot be done.

    Yan An laughed heartily.

    I didn't want Shan Yi an hour ago, why did I think about it now?

    Yan Annuzui.

    The pickup was equipped with shock absorbers, but it didn't work much on such a road. Yan An ushered in a hailstorm in the shock.

    The hail hit the glass like the sound of drums on a mountain.

    Yan An glanced at the navigation, the road was not halfway through.

    Yan An slowed down the speed of the car, and after a while, the eyes looking straight ahead narrowed.

    There is a black spot in the distance, Yan An has good eyesight, and after identifying it, people are a little surprised, it is a Prado.

    Prado was parked in the wilderness, and the hail fell, motionless.

    Yan An's car approached, honked the horn twice at the car, and then stopped on the left side of the car. Yan An lowered the glass window on the passenger side and honked the horn twice.

    The window of the Prado driver's seat was lowered at this moment, and Yan An's eyes suddenly stared: "Song Hao?!"

    Yan An and Song Hao have only met a few times, but they have seen countless photos in Shen Tian's nearly five-year circle of friends, so it is impossible not to recognize them.

    The man in the car was dark and thin. Seeing Yan An, he was stunned for a while, and then showed a complicated smile.

    Yan An and Song Hao can only be regarded as acquaintances, but they are not familiar with each other. This situation is not suitable for greetings. Yan An simply asked two questions, knowing that Song Hao's car knelt down Now, without further ado, they drove the car to the front of the Prado, and the two quickly slashed and tied the traction ropes to the two cars, then ran back to Yan An's pickup.

    Yan An: "My car has no heating, so wrap your clothes tightly and carry them."

    Yan An is not polite to Song Hao, after all, the relationship between the two is just that, with Shen Tian in the middle, Yan An has no reason to be nice to this man.

    Song Hao remained silent, even more taciturn than when Yan An last met. Song Hao thanked Yan An after getting in the car, and did not speak any more.

    The down on Song Hao's body looked thin. It would be fine if he stayed in the car with the heater on, but obviously not in Yan An's little broken car.

    The temperature outside the car was almost minus ten degrees, even if the window was closed, Yan An felt that the inside and outside of the car were almost the same, but Song Hao was wearing that thin down, sitting quietly in the passenger seat, and Keep silent.

    Yan An raised her eyebrows and drove her car.

    The snow really got heavier and heavier, and the two lakes along the way were already frozen. Yan An looked along the windshield and rearview mirror, and there was a vast expanse of white before and after.

    Because of the bad weather, the car was towed again, Yan An drove slowly, and it was past seven o'clock in the evening when the two arrived in the town.

    The town is very small, but there are car repairers and no storefronts. There is a sign in front of a Tibetan compound.

    Almost no one in the town can speak Chinese. In the end, Yan An guessed what the other party meant, and it was probably too late now. Leave the car here and see it tomorrow.

    Song Hao nodded, and then the two went to find someone to live.

    A Tibetan provides accommodation, the environment is definitely not good, but it is enough to stay overnight.

     After taking a dip, he saw Song Hao outside the house, sitting under the eaves, smoking a cigarette.

    Yan An remembered what Shen Tian said, Song Hao doesn't smoke or drink, and he doesn't have those insignificant problems on the common man.

    Yan An walked over and threw the instant noodles to the other party, Song Hao took it in surprise, and then said thank you.

    Two and a half days, Yan An heard Song Hao say two words, thank you.

    Yan An held the instant noodles, steaming hot, took a sip, leaned against the door and looked at the smoking man, Song Hao couldn't help looking back at her, after a moment he hesitated, and asked her: "Shen Tian, Is she okay?"

    Yan An smiled and said, "What does it have to do with you?"

    Song Hao was stunned and silent, then nodded, agreeing with Yan An's words.

    After the night fell, the snow fell even harder, rustling on the ground, and soon it was covered with earth.

    There are no street lights in the town, every household hangs a small chandelier outside the yard, Yan An eats instant noodles fast, and even drinks half of the soup, Song Hao is still sitting on the ground smoking it A cigarette, the sparks were burning to the butt, Song Hao's posture was a little dejected, as if his soul had been siphoned off.

    The soul is removed, and even if you go deep into the no-man's land, you can't find it back.

    Yan An finished eating instant noodles, looked at the man sitting on the ground and said, "I said you, a big man, who do you show the sadness of spring and autumn?"

    Song Hao didn't lift his head, as if he didn't hear Yan An's words, Yan An raised his eyebrows, ignored him, and turned back to the room.

    There is no internet in the town, and it feels like a secluded place.

    When Yan An drove to the town, it was already dark, and she couldn't see what the surroundings looked like. At this time, Yan An was lying on the simple wooden bed, shivering with cold.

    Yan An opened the screen of her mobile phone, and she felt a sense of lovesickness inexplicably at this moment. She felt that she was really **** hypocritical.

    After driving all day, Yan An fell asleep early today, and she woke up cold the next day.

    The quilt was light and fluttering, Yan An put on almost all the clothes she could wear last night, and the morning still couldn't reach the early morning of the cold winter and twelfth lunar month.

    Yan An got up shaking, and as soon as she opened the door, people were amazed, and all she could see was a vast expanse of white.

    Because Yan An got up early, the new snow in the yard had not been stepped on, and a whole piece of flawless white snow quietly paved the whole earth.

    Yan An went to get hot water, and after washing, she jumped into the snow, thinking, it’s boring to play alone, and that dishonest old man doesn’t know if he’s seen such a thing snow scene.

    Yan An walked back after a round of play, and saw Song Hao also getting up. The other party was carrying a backpack and a suitcase in his hand, obviously going to leave.

    Yan An: "Let's go? I'm afraid your car is not good yet?"

    Song Hao: "Then go to repair the car and wait for a while, then leave."

    Yan An: "Where are you going?"

    Yan An remembered that when he was pulling the map, this place was deserted, and the small black dots in the middle were far away.

    Song Hao said: "I don't know, just keep walking if there is a way."

    Yan An raised her eyebrows.

    Song Hao left, but Yan An did not stop them. The two were not familiar with each other, and they did not even say goodbye.

    Song Hao walked to the gate of the yard, turned around suddenly, and said to Yan An, "If possible, I would like to ask you to help me with a word of apology for Shen Tian."

    Shen Tian broke up neatly at the beginning, and on the night of drinking with Yan An in Annihilation, he blocked all of Song Hao's contact information.

    Yan An felt that Song Hao's request was not excessive, but it was unnecessary. It was pointless to say sorry for the past.

    Song Hao said: "I was selfish at first, and I was also selfish. I chose one between family and love, and I chose the former."

    Song Hao: "My mother was very ill when she gave birth to me. She was just overly worried about my future."

    Yan An had heard this before, and when she heard it again, she was completely disdainful, and was about to open her mouth when Song Hao said: "I didn't expect her disease to deteriorate so suddenly, She left last month."

    Yan An's mouth was still open, but she was silent.

    Song Hao didn't say anything more, he stepped on the white snow with his suitcase and left with a bleak back.

    Yan An stood there, frowning and frowning, and finally looked up at the sky.

    The cloud had dissipated yesterday, and the winter sun was pouring, but people could not feel the slightest warmth.

    Yan An stayed in this town, because she hadn't thought of her next destination yet, so Yan An would drive her pickup truck everywhere in the past two days whenever she was free.

    Turn to the mountains, turn to the lake, the tires are pressed in the snow, and there are Tibetan mastiffs and Tibetan antelopes running from time to time.

    Yan An put the mobile phone on the stand, no matter where the car ran, there was still no signal.

    On Yan An's third day in town, the engine of the pickup truck froze, and Yan An dragged the car to the Tibetan compound for repair.

    After finishing, people walked back slowly. On the way, Yan An took out her mobile phone and held it up habitually, just like looking for an antenna signal in the old days. People in the town thought this girl was weird. I have been here for three days, and every day I hold that thing to turn left and right.

    Some Tibetans kindly told Yan An that there is no signal here, so don’t look for it, but Yan An can’t understand Tibetan, so she raised her hands and head high, staring at the screen of her cell phone with meager power Walk aimlessly.

    The Tibetans sitting outside the yard were all laughing, Yan Anchao looked at the laughter, not embarrassed, and explained to them: "I haven't contacted my boyfriend for three days, I'm afraid he will be in a hurry, As anxious as ants on a hot pot, I don't think about my tea and rice."

    Yan An spoke and stroked, regardless of whether the other party understood or not.

    Just then, a voice came from behind.

    "It is urgent, but not to that extent."

    Yan An turned around in an instant, Shan Yi was wearing a jacket with a long down jacket, his hands in his pockets, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a tall figure, standing in the cold winter snow.