Lu Zhen quickly put on her jacket and hat. She checked the battery on her cell phone, opened the tent, and walked out.
As soon as she opened the tent, her cheek was stimulated by the cold, dry air outside. She touched her cheek and was thinking about which direction to go when she heard the man's deep voice. "Why are you up so early?"
Lu Zhen was stunned. Her heart constricted and she suddenly turned her head.
Song Jia was wearing a black jacket, a hat, and a black mask. Even though the man was wrapped up tightly, Lu Zhen still recognized him at a glance. Why was Song Jia here? How long had he been waiting outside?
"You…" Lu Zhen opened her mouth to speak, but her throat was dry and itchy. The words she wanted to say seemed to be stuck in her throat.
Song Jia roughly guessed Lu Zhen's confusion and explained simply, "I saw your post. I searched for it. The sunrise in the Tucker Desert is very beautiful, so I suddenly wanted to come and take a look."