Travel Xiao Rong answered honestly, regardless of whether she believed it or not, and asked What about you?
… Plain question lowered his eyes and pondered for a while just like you
Xiao Rong gave her a cautious look by rubbing his fingers at Ba. He didn’t believe Su Wen and didn’t know Lu Zheng’s work as a soldier in Tibet, otherwise she wouldn’t stay in Lhasa and refused to go back.
When we met this time, he felt that Nie Su asked the whole thing as if it were a different person, saying that it was a change, more like a living person whose soul was taken away and a shell was left, or that he was just a branch floating everywhere in front of his eyes, which had an illusory feeling according to his soul.
Before, he always thought that he was very accurate in judging people’s minds, so he could take the lead. Now she makes him a little confused, even more confused, and maybe even his own heart.
Suddenly, there was a red shadow in front of you. No matter what you came for, he already has it all. If you came all the way to see him down and out, then you will be disappointed.
He’s doing well, she said.
When she spoke slowly, Xiao Rong stopped. He heard himself breathing horribly.
He doesn’t know whether Lu Zheng is doing well or not, but now he knows very well that he is not well because of his high rebellion.
altitude stress
It is unavoidable for every foreigner who has just entered Tibet.
Nie Su asked if he didn’t know how long it took before it was Xiao Rong’s turn.
After returning from Namco, he checked in and moved into Pingcuo Youth Hostel, asking Nie Su about the same floor bill.品茶
After taking the medicine, I fell asleep all day. At night, someone knocked at the door.
He struggled to open the door. There was no one outside.
He looked down and saw a bowl of hidden noodles and a cage of bags placed at his door.
He looked both sides of the corridor to see that no room was open.
He brought the noodles and bags into the house and closed the door.
After he came back from Namco, he didn’t eat anything for a day, then he began to gobble up his noodleshe was really hungry.
Eating and eating, he suddenly remembered something. He got up and went through his coat. Finally, he found his mobile phone, sat back at the table and picked up a bag while fiddling with it.
On the screen of the mobile phone, the back of a woman in red feather is facing the sunrise and morning light, and her back is almost feathered in the dazzling red light.品茶
The photo was taken by Namco this morning.
Of course, she didn’t know about it.
Xiao Rong stared at the photo, bit the leftover bag and giggled alone in the room.
What do we usually get excited about? A word, an opportunity, a smiling face or just a back.
It is often not that person who is fascinating, but that she is wearing a pure
At that moment, the theory was that the age was very different, the distance was far away, and even the opposite. No external factors could stop the heart from contracting at that moment purely instantaneously, regularly and gently.
We are drunk in purity.
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This is a place where people forget the worldly life.
Drinking butter tea and eating Tibetan noodles in the morning, sitting in the sweet teahouse next to Canggu Temple, watching people come and go and kowtow, people gradually don’t know where they are.
A pot of buttered tea soon bottomed out. Su Wen ran to the front desk and took another pot weighing three pounds.
Buttered tea is counted by pounds here.
Nie Su asked today that she wore a pair of oversized glasses, and the black mirror covered half of her face, because a young Beijing tourist recognized her at dinner yesterday and asked for her signature photo for a long time. Later, it attracted many people and caused a small sensation, which led to being caught by Laos and questioned for a long time. Finally, Su Wen was overwhelmed and confessed.
No one will recognize her in this place far from the city.
It turns out that after all, there is no escape from the earthly world.
Xiao Rong got up and went to the top of the building to take back the clothes to dry. There is a public washing machine here. Every passenger has to do the laundry by himself. Of course, there is no hotel to send the laundry. Last night, he started washing clothes for the first time, but he was still suffering from high discomfort.
Fortunately, I woke up refreshed this morning after a full night’s sleep.
There is enough light in the room, the curtains are pulled open, the sunshine pours in from the plateau, and the outline of Potala Palace can be vaguely seen from the open window. Outside the window is a firstclass excellent oil painting with natural scenery coloring.
Xiao Rong sat on the wooden chair beside the bed, propped his forehead on his elbow and looked out of the window.
Slowly he made up his mind.
When Xiao Rong sat opposite Su Wen, she didn’t have much opinion and didn’t take off her sunglasses to say hello to him.
No one remembered what happened last night. What happened to a bowl of hidden noodles and a cage of bags?
Although no one spoke, the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious.