After finishing dinner and tidying up the pots and pans, the desert night finally arrived slowly.
Bo Yan's campfire wasn't extinguished, serving both as a light source and warmth. Despite the night falling, the sky was filled with twinkling stars, a clear night sky that would never be seen in a big city, making it a perfect and breathtaking canvas.
Having just eaten, no one felt like going back to the tent to lie down—and there was nothing much to do. They couldn't just scroll on their phones all night until sunrise, could they?
Han Yifan and Shang Feifei went out for a walk. Xia Siyu, who couldn't sit still at all, had to go out for a stroll as well. But Bo Yan called out to her, "Wait. I'm going to find something."
"Is it a military coat? It's not that cold yet, just find me a jacket. Also, I'm a mosquito magnet, bring some insect repellent."
