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Volume 6 Drunkenness
After seeing off everyone, I was ready to go back to pick up Guo Jia, but he was already standing at the door, leaning against a pillar and smiling as he looked at Jia Xu. When Jia Xu saw him, he waved and said it was time to go back. Guo Jia nodded, stepped down from the steps, and then accidentally stepped into empty space and fell straight down.
Jia Xu: Damn it.
Because he was drunk and touching here and there, Jia Xu tied his hands with a tie and used a rope to lead the drunkard's hand, as if catching a criminal, and brought Guo Jia back.
Guo Jia: Oh, Wenhe likes bondage play.
Jia Xu: If you speak again, I'll tear your mouth apart.
Guo Jia: I want that.
Jia Xu: Can't get it up when drunk.
Guo Jia: I can sleep, I can do 0 for love.
Jia Xu: If you die, I'll use the name of SM to beat you to death tonight.
Guo Jia: Seek and you shall not find.
Volume 7 Safety Code
Neither of them took the safety code seriously. Jia Xu knew very well where Guo Jia's breaking point was. Every time Guo Jia screamed the safety code, Jia Xu acted as if he hadn't heard a thing.
The real moment of collapse is when the safety word is not used. Guo Jia was choked unconscious, his mind blank, mouth gaping for air but unable to make a sound, with a look of pure bliss on his face.
When Jia Xu realized something was wrong and let go, Guo Jia took a long time to slowly come to and asked why he had stopped.
Jia Xu furrowed his brow and asked if he had forgotten the safety word. Guo Jia suddenly realized and exclaimed, "I was enjoying it too much, I didn't think of it."
Volume eight: forging special forces by hand
Jia Xu is the kind of person who, the first time they broke up, worked overtime and came home to find Guo Fengxiao lying on the sofa. Upon questioning, it was revealed that the key was used to enter from under the carpet. Jia Xu then turned around and confiscated the key, only for the spare key to be used to enter again.
The second time they broke up, Jia Xu changed the locks, but Guo Fengxiao climbed in through the window on the seventh floor, scaring Jia Xu and giving Guo Jia a good scolding.
The third time, they changed all the locks, but Guo Jia got caught by Jia Xu for trying to use chewing gum to make a key for the lock.
When Guo Jia got off the off-road vehicle, he felt weak in the legs. If someone hadn't helped him, he might have had a close encounter with the grasslands of Gansu. He complained that Xun Yu was unreliable and that the drive had been rough.
The local herders' guide was happily puffing on dry tobacco and saying, "This is how it is on the plateau. Once we get on the national highway, it will be fine." Guo Jia didn't respond, but instead took out a cigarette and handed it over, then asked about other things.
The magazine is going to publish a set of rare animal pictures. Guo Jia and his team traveled from the southernmost to the northernmost part of China. It was as tough as the journey to the West, and even Guo Jia, who seemed delicate like Lin Daiyu, had been training to carry thirty kilograms of equipment during this time. They chatted casually, and after Guo Jia finished his cigarette, he put the butt in an iron box and then into his bag. He wanted to ask the guide when they would leave, but then they heard the muffled sound of approaching hooves.
A slender young man was sitting on horseback, his long hair tied into a ponytail with colorful ropes, swaying with each movement. He had earrings made of turquoise and carnelian, and when he was a few steps away from Guo Jia, he pulled the reins and slowly stopped. He called out to Uncle Zha, asking when they would leave.
The guide smiled and patted the young man's horse, saying, "Go on, your father must be reluctant to let you come." Then he said to Guo Jia, "This is Jia Xu. You'll have to follow him once you enter No man's land." Guo Jia squinted at Jia Xu against the light and reached out to shake his hand, saying, "Hello, I'm Guo Jia." Jia Xu nodded and placed the reins in Guo Jia's hand, as if shaking hands. Guo Jia rubbed the spot where the reins had touched, feeling a strange sensation. As the convoy set off again, Guo Jia peeked at Jia Xu riding ahead and asked the guide, "Can he keep up with us on horseback?" The guide chuckled and said, "You outsiders don't know. Xiaoxu and his horse have been reigning champions in horse racing for many years since they've been together. They can easily keep up with the convoy, and then some."
The convoy had just stopped in front of the hostel when Jia Xu came swaying on horseback. The stars in the sky seemed to have covered Jia Xu with a layer of frost. Guo Jia couldn't help but raise his camera and take a picture. The flash wasn't on, and in the dark night, the blurry figure stood against the backdrop of the stars, with the bright Big Dipper shining in the starry sky.
Looking at the photo, Guo Jia thought to himself that the photographer's skill and the subject's appearance were both naturally artistic. So when Jia Xu spoke, Guo Jia was startled, and his overreaction also startled Jia Xu. Guo Jia clutched his chest, while Jia Xu, with a strange look, asked, "Are you so guilty that you have to take a sneak shot of me?"
Guo Jia, who was always eloquent, opened his mouth but for a moment couldn't say anything as he looked at Jia Xu's face, which became even more distinct in the dark night. Jia Xu didn't make it difficult for him and just gave Guo Jia a glance, took two steps back, turned around, and walked away. The light at the courtyard gate illuminated his figure, revealing the slender legs wrapped in boots under his long robe. Guo Jia uncontrollably swallowed and, trembling, took out his phone to send a message to Xun Yu, saying, "It's a real pity that you didn't come."
Due to a sudden sandstorm, a group of people were trapped in a hostel for many days, and Guo Jia had many opportunities to interact with Jia Xu. He liked to sit by the window on the second floor and read, enjoying poetry collections. A thin book had been flipped through many times, with curled edges and faded colors.
Occasionally, he would also browse through the magazines they brought along, which were thick with few annotations. Jia Xu read them slowly, giving Guo Jia a reason to lean over and point to a page, saying, "I took this picture."
Jia Xu glanced at Guo Jia, nodded in approval, and then went back to reading the magazine. Guo Jia thought this wasn't right and needed to find a way to say more. So, when Jia Xu turned to the page about the Yangtze alligator, Guo Jia said that it took four days and three nights of squatting in the wild to get close enough to take the picture, and that the nearby GoPro was swept underwater by the alligator while it was hunting.
Jia Xu paused his hand on the page and asked, "Is this very hard work?" Guo Jia was momentarily taken aback by Jia Xu's unconventional question and replied, "It should be quite hard, but when you're doing something you love, it doesn't seem so difficult."
Guo Jia picked up a pastry from the plate and said, "In this world, there's too little promotion for many things, no channels, no planning, it's all scattered, and very few people pay attention."
Jia Xu turned another page and said, "Some people are still struggling for basic needs, so how can they have the energy to pay attention to these things? Do you know why the frog at the bottom of the well doesn't jump out? Is it unwilling?"
Guo Jia chuckled and said, "You're right, but humans are not the masters of this world, nature is."
Jia Xu closed the magazine in his hand and looked into Guo Jia's eyes, smiling as he said, "Mountain spirit would like a child like you."
Then he stood up, patted his pants, and said, "The wind is dying down, it's time to pack up and hit the road."
Just as Jia Xu said, the afternoon sandstorm has stopped, and there is not a cloud in the sky for thousands of miles. Everyone packed up and continued on the road. It wasn't until Guo Jia got into the car that he realized he had been using his own words. When the convoy stopped to check everyone's documents, Guo Jia saw a sign by the road: "Welcome to Hoh Xil, paradise for wild animals." Guo Jia asked Jia Xu what Hoh Xil means in Tibetan. Jia Xu looked up at him and said, "Beautiful green mountains." Then Jia Xu suddenly laughed and asked, "Why do you think I look like someone who knows Tibetan?"
Jia Xu also saw the huge sign and asked Guo Jia, "Do you think Hoh Xil is heaven?" Guo Jia recalled for a moment, neither nodding nor shaking his head. So Jia Xu whispered, "In the early years, Hoh Xil was a purgatory on earth. I was fifteen that year and saw the Tibetan antelope die in front of me. Have you seen the eyes of a sheep? They are bright, colorful, and soft. The Tibetan antelope has a pair of slender horns. I watched as its head was skinned and taken away."
Guo Jia looked at Jia Xu without speaking, so Jia Xu gently patted Guo Jia and said, "Let's go. I will protect you." The border guard saluted Jia Xu with a standard military salute after checking his documents, and Jia Xu nodded and mounted his horse. The convoy continued deep into Hoh Xil, heading for the middle of the No man's land, the true No man's land.
In the photography world, it is often said that every photographer should visit Hoh Xil and look into the eyes of the Tibetan antelope. It is a baptism for all living beings.
Camping, setting up equipment, and then a long wait, during which only wireless communication is possible. While waiting, Guo Jia looked at the snow-capped mountains through the viewfinder, idly tapping the dry grass on the ground, and then saw something strange through the telephoto lens. A mystery.
After telling Jia Xu, Jia Xu looked through the binoculars for a while, sneered and said, "You're lucky, kid. Get ready to get paid." Guo Jia quickly asked in a low voice, "Is anyone still daring to do this with such strict control now?" Jia Xu didn't answer, but asked Guo Jia if he had ever touched a gun. Guo Jia was shocked and said that this is a rule of law society, but he did touch a firearm when he was in Xi'an.
Then Guo Jia felt something cold being placed in his hand. Looking down, he saw a small handgun. Then, under Guo Jia's gaze, Jia Xu poured out a pile of parts from his bag and began to skillfully assemble the gun.
Jia Xu, who had assembled the firearm, patted Guo Jia's tense shoulders and whispered in his ear, "The Tibetan antelope is the messenger of the mountain spirit. Those who encounter the Tibetan antelope will have good luck. You are a child favored by the mountain spirit. Don't be afraid, take care of yourself." Without waiting for Guo Jia's response, Jia Xu hoisted the gun and slid down from the hill. Guo Jia tightened his grip on the gun, crouched down again, and looked at the images in the viewfinder. He transmitted the coordinates through the radio, and Jia Xu's cheerful voice came through the radio, asking, "Guo Jia, do you like women?" Guo Jia thought that people living on the northwest border were indeed more open-minded than those who grew up in the imperial city. Even in such a situation, they could still ask such questions. So Guo Jia replied, "Men involved in the arts don't like women."
Jia Xu A muffled laugh came through the radio, mixed with the sound of electricity and some distortion. He said, "When I was fifteen, I was shot by a poacher in the right leg. Can you guess where that bullet is now?"
Guo Jia asked, puzzled, "Where?"
Jia Xu whispered, "In the pocket of your pants leg." Then a gunshot rang out, and a real-life gunfight erupted. Guo Jia reached into his pocket and indeed found a bullet with a string attached, along with one of Jia Xu's earrings.
Guo Jia suddenly remembered that in the books, European pirates' earrings were used to pay for their burial. What did this mean? A will? Or a last testament? Guo Jia felt that Jia Xu seemed crazier than himself, doing such things alone. But the training before coming here was not in vain, and a million-dollar device now made everything clear and nothing could escape.
Guo Jia shouted twice, "Jia Xu," and Jia Xu responded with a soft "hmm" asking what's wrong. Guo Jia said, "There's something poking around in your two o'clock direction." Jia Xu laughed and said, "Guo Jia, we've become accomplices."
The sound of gunfire came through the radio to Guo Jia's ear. Guo Jia shifted position and replied, "Not accomplices, heroes."
Jia Xu fired the last shot and replied, "You're right, heroes."
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