She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 215 I Can't Lose Her

Stay overnight in a low house.

Late at night, Shen Manzhi got up wearing a long gown, sat at the small table in front of the window, and lit a pinch of incense under the moonlight.

Smoke blew past.

Qin Yanfeng half-opened his eyes and saw the woman's slender back. The skin under the moonlight showed a cold white color. He stretched out his hands to hug her back to the bed.

Thinking she was smoking, Qin Yanfeng came up to her mouth and kissed her.

Not smelling the smoke, I fell asleep again.

The incense with the base note of camellia fills the room with the evening breeze.

Shen Manzhi blinked in his arms, put the blanket on him, got up and got out of bed.

He took out a plastic bag and a black rope from his coat.

Shen Manzhi raised his hand and wrapped it around his neck.

His gaze passed over Qin Yanfeng's gentle brows and eyes, passing over the bridge of his nose and down to the corners of his lips.

This man always liked to kiss her at inappropriate times.

She rested her elbows on the edge of the bed and leaned forward to kiss her thin lips.

return.

The black rope pendant hangs in front of her body, with a delicate luster flashing under the moonlight. It is a pink diamond women's ring.

The off-road vehicle drove all the way north and passed through no man's land. It was already running out of energy.

At dawn the next day, we arrived at the camp supply station.

The deserted flat sand dunes were filled with wind and sand, and a layer of sand quickly accumulated on the car hood.

She carried her backpack, pulled out a wad of bills and handed it to the young man who came to cheer her up. She bit open a toffee and walked indoors.

The huge temperature difference between morning and evening in northern Xinjiang was no longer strange. She took off the silk scarf around her neck as soon as she entered the room and drank all the water on the tea table.

"Good morning, sir."

Si Dai was sitting at the main seat, having breakfast. The traveling along the way and the harsh environment in Northern Xinjiang did not make him feel tired or tired at all, and he still looked like a cold and immortal person.

"Good morning."

Shen Manzhi clicked lightly with the tip of his tongue against his canine teeth, dropped his backpack and sat down, took out a map and spread it out on the table.

With the supply station as the center, a kilometer ruler marked out a ten-kilometer radius, marked with chaotic but orderly marks.

She first analyzed the terrain, then paused and looked at him, "The informant has rebelled. The news that came before is not entirely accurate. My suggestion is that you, sir, stay here."

Si Dai didn't answer. He wiped his hands with a tissue. He finally raised his eyes, but his eyes fell on her shoulders and neck.

A dark red, gnawing hickey.

Shen Manzhi's eyes moved slightly, "Sir?"

Si Ji raised his eyes and looked at the reddish eyes that had been trekking all night, "Let's rest first and set off in the evening."

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The red sun was rising. Asifa came back from herding sheep and saw from a distance a young man carrying a large winnowing basket to dry dried fruits on the stone road in front of a low house.

"gentlemen!"

He rushed to the front of the small house with his whip raised, dismounted sideways, and ran over to pass the dustpan in Qin Yanfeng's hand, "Just let me do it, sir!"

Qin Yanfeng gave it to him, then turned around and took out another one, "It's a convenient thing."

Asifa put down the dustpan, looked back at the man who worked neatly, and scratched his head.

"You're a guest, you shouldn't be doing these things."

A dozen dustpans were placed on the concrete floor one by one. Qin Yanfeng squatted down to turn over the drying materials. He lowered his head and said, "Bring the shovel."

Asifa was stunned for a moment, then got up and went back to the house, "Oh oh oh, come right away!"

After drying the fruits, Asifa followed Qin Yanfeng to fetch water, then pulled up the iron and steel rope from the end of the low house to a stone pillar ten meters away to dry the clothes and heavy bedding.

Asifa stood on tiptoes and awkwardly put up the last quilt. The sun was shining brightly, and the wind sent back by the hills blew the colorful clothes.

He turned around and looked around, and finally found the man holding his trousers in the water by the lake.

The sharp tip of the knife was quickly inserted into the shallow water with full force, and the fish jumped into the air while the water splashed.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Asifa stood on the shore and clapped her hands excitedly.

In the evening, Qin Yanfeng followed him to catch the sheep. Occasionally, the sheep would become rebellious and deviate from the planned route. He was about to raise his whip to urge the horses, but he saw the faster horses behind him swooping forward.

The man lowered his body and held the reins with a familiar and handsome gesture. He rushed to the head of the flock, then reined in the horse and hovered. The horse looked up to the sky in mid-air and the man turned sideways in a cool and wanton moment.

Asifa stayed where he was.

This person seems to have a natural fit with this grassland.

This situation lasted until the evening of the third day.

Shen Manzhi asked him to wait for her here for three days.

Asifa cooked a sumptuous dinner and was very impressed with her cooking skills tonight.

Because the gentleman ate three large bowls of rice with vegetables.

He made the bed and got ready to rest, and heard the melodious sound of the harmonica in the silent night with only the chirping of insects.

The Milky Way pours down from the sky, and the lake is glowing with silvery white luster. It seems to be singing softly in the night wind.

Qin Yanfeng sat on the grass, leaning against a stone pillar, lazily raising a long leg, resting his elbow on it, and playing the harmonica.

A bit of a melancholy feeling of separation and lovesickness.

Asifa held the door open and listened to the entire song, then slowly moved in front of him and sat down with his legs crossed.

"What kind of music is this?" Qin Yanfeng seemed to have discovered his presence a long time ago, without any surprise.

"Londonderry Ditty."

Can't understand.

Asifa remembered the name silently and said again.

"That sounds kind of sad."

Qin Yanfeng raised his head slightly and looked towards the horizon.

"A song written by a father to his son who is in the army. The general idea is that after separation, I don't know when we will meet again... It's like, you are about to leave, and I can't keep you."

He understood this sentence.

Asifa rested her head on her knees, "Are you thinking about your sister?"

Qin Yanfeng rested his elbows on his knees, "She is very good to you."

Asifa seemed to sigh softly, her expression empty, "But I would rather she be more selfish."

This time, Qin Yanfeng listened to the entire story from Asifa's narration.

Northern Xinjiang has been very safe in recent years. However, as you go further north across the no-man's land and reach the border, there are still illegal transactions in the surrounding small countries. In recent years, they have extended their tentacles into the country, and the cases have been implicated in a wide range of cases.

Master Jiu has been guarding the border for several years. In the past few years, he has also figured out this line, and the information has been successfully transmitted to the people above.

Shen Manzhi's first mission was brought by Si Ji.

The accident happened suddenly.

When the enemy's lair was detonated, Si Ji protected Shen Manzhi and jumped from the second-floor window. When they fled the scene, they saw a pair of young eyes in the iron cage inside the half-height house made of mud walls.

International Rescue arrived within half an hour and rescued the children.

What happens next is out of their hands.

"But that day, less than an hour after Mr. Jiu went out, someone broke into the house, knocked me unconscious and took me away..."

After Jiuye rushed back from his den and found that Asifa was missing, he led Ashun and frantically searched for someone. Finally, he saw the unconscious Asifa being lifted and slipped into the car beside a truck that was about to leave.

Those few people were the ones preparing to flee.

When Shen Manzhi learned the news and rushed over from the scene, Asifa was holding Jiu Ye who was lying on the ground and crying, and Ashun was leaning next to him dying.

The man behind him got up and wanted to shoot the child.

It was the sharp blade in her hand that cut off the man's hand and saved Asifa again.

Asifa's voice gradually became smaller, "If it wasn't for saving me, Master Jiu wouldn't have..."

A hand went to the top of his head and rubbed it gently.

Asifa's eyes flashed slightly.

That day, my sister did the same thing. She touched his head and took him away.

He felt an unconcealable tremor.

"My sister is late."

She blamed Master Jiu's death on herself.

Shen Manzhi knew that Asifa wanted to stay here. In order to avoid any remaining trouble, she properly placed Asifa in this safe pasture and brought Ashun back to Huaicheng to recuperate, in case the other party could retrieve it with this clue and protect her. Take good care of your children.

Qin Yanfeng could almost imagine Shen Manzhi's blood-stained hands calmly carrying Asifa away from the blood, and then carrying all the cause and effect heavily on him.

The disaster two years ago has returned with a vengeance. After it became more powerful, people everywhere threatened to find all those who were involved.

Hence, Shen Manzhi's second mission.

"elder brother."

Asifa raised his head, with tears accumulating in his eyes. This was the first time he called his brother, with an expectant look.

"Every time I see a shooting star, I make a serious wish, hoping that my sister will be safe and well...she will definitely come back safely, right?"

Qin Yanfeng came back to his senses, his lowered eyes were like a god of pity, and he rubbed his soft curly hair.

"Will do."

She can do anything.

However, she broke her promise.

On the evening of the fourth day, there was still no news or trace of Shen Manzhi.

Qin Yanfeng calmly returned to the hotel in the city center at first. He went to the pet shop where Ashun was stored the night they first arrived in the new city, but there was no news about Shen Manzhi.

Then drove back.

On the way, I received a call from the hotel owner, saying that a group of people broke into their room and seemed to be looking for someone.

Qin Yanfeng frowned fiercely, and his hands on the steering wheel turned white.

So, was it to protect him that he stayed at the ranch?

Asifa was about to close the iron door when a beam of car lights hit him directly on the stone road. He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"Where did she go?"

Qin Yanfeng used his hand to separate the iron door that was about to close, his eyes slightly red.

Asifa invited him into the house and poured him hot tea. At first he was reluctant to tell him, until he saw the heavy love in the older man's eyes.

There was a hint of compassion in his calm eyes.

"Even if there is a risk of death, are you still going to find her?"

Qin Yanfeng leaned against the door, and the dim yellow light from the tungsten lamp covered the table. On it were several books that he had brought back from the market where he went to buy a harmonica two days ago.

Asifa is reading the Little Prince.

His voice was hoarse, as if he was suppressing some emotion, "She is my rose, I can't lose her."