Li Qingcang taught Ye Tianxin how to eat the fruits of the cacti.
When the skin of the fruit was peeled, there was some reddish-brown liquid inside.
The reddish-brown liquid flowed down his fingers to the yellow sand.
"Here."
Ye Tianxin took the fruit and gently sipped the liquid, and a sour feeling filled her mouth.
"It's delicious."
Anything could become food in the desert.
Sitting beside the cacti, Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang lowered their heads and silently shared the fruits.
It was probably because Li Qingcang was by Ye Tianxin's side right now.
Ye Tianxin felt relaxed instinctively.
She leaned on Li Qingcang's back and whispered, "I'm so sleepy, Brother Li."
Until now, Ye Tianxin had been very tense ever since she got on the plane.
Just as Augustine said, nobody here could be trusted.
