Lin Jinxi put on a white dress and wore a pair of delicate pearl earrings inlaid with Akoya K gold, revealing a delicate and luxurious atmosphere in simplicity. She is extremely malleable, and when we hike together with a 30kg backpack, she is always the one who lasts until the end. When she turns around to encourage you to keep going, you'll see that her hands on her chest, with her straps on their chests, exposed from her forearms to their wrists, appear tough and uncompromising. Then she will show a relaxed smile and ask you: are you OK? Can you continue? We have 100 meters to rest. Come on!

At that time, you were already out of breath, looking at her smiling face and the obvious green tendons on her slender arms, and then you began to curse in your heart, how could there be such a stubborn girl, how could you walk with such a stubborn girl. At this time, she was reclining on my office chair, her face slightly crimson, her body writhing in a white dress, and she simply curled up on the office swivel chair and smiled childishly at me.

I handed her a cup of coconut milk tea, she sniffed the hot air wafting from the mug, and said,

The coconut milk was brought back from Hainan, right? It seems that she is sober and can accurately determine the name and origin of the plant by smell.

How much did she drink?, I asked, and she barely drank.

Mixed drinking, a glass of beer, a glass of red wine, gone. ...... I think Lao Ren is very good to me.

He really deserves to be entrusted with a lifetime. Objectively, I agree.

He likes me.

What else?

His ex-wife and son are abroad, and they won't be too involved.

What else?

He's a good guy. is a good person, good to me, has the ability to settle down, and meets the criteria for choosing a mate that my parents told me.

Yes, it is a rare choice object.

I respect him.

Shouldn't you hand me in a manuscript? It's warm, let's move.

Okay, listen to you. You said you had a letter to show me?

On the desktop, see for yourself, I'm going to make a call.

No matter how cold the iceberg is, it will be melted by the flames, Lin Jinxi and Lao Ren have been getting along at work day and night all these years, and Lao Ren has taken more care of her, and it seems that it is a natural thing to be together.

Recently, I've been doing interviews with people in series, such as a Holiday I in Houhai

Tibetan landowners, or Canadian artists in a salon, I'm going to interview these dream-makers who are full of whimsy and make dreams come true, and I want to fight with them, or put up with their little arrogance, or enjoy their spiritually endowed souls, or dismantle their criticism. While still talking on the phone, Lin Jinxi pushed open the door of the workshop, nodded to me calmly, said goodbye to me with gestures, and left gently.

Lin Jinxi's travel plan and I have been postponed from the autumn of the previous year to the spring and summer of the new season, and I still haven't received any itinerary and precautions from anyone to send me for reference, and I feel inexplicably lost. When I was making my travel plan, I waited for a news that Lin Jinxi had signed Lao Ren's marriage proposal. So our trip is of great significance, like a grand carnival to celebrate Miss Lin's farewell to the single era.

The 'eternal and undefeated jasper lake', Mapanyongtso, attracts pilgrims from India, Bhutan and Nepal to 'bathe and purify' in the holy lake. Lin Jinxi poured water and wine on her face and hair with both hands, and finally she ended this baptism she gave herself with a pious bow, and took a sip of holy water on her prostrate, when she got up, the water marks on her face and hair were wet and dripping down her cheeks, and when she flowed to the corners of her mouth, she subconsciously dipped and said to me: salty.

I thought to myself, I hope that the nectar that the Lord of Victory has bestowed on the world will really cleanse people's hearts of troubles and obstacles. As far as I know, this is the second largest freshwater lake in China.

On the first night of the beating in Pulan County, the group members were collectively tortured by the high anti-anti and couldn't sleep, Lin Jinxi and I wore the thickest clothes and set up a tripod outdoors to shoot the stars and the Milky Way in the sky. Because of the lack of oxygen, I felt my head swell, and I only had limited thinking space, such as how to give instructions on how to stabilize the tripod, how to adjust the shutter of the camera's M file to the end, how to stare at the stars and gasp for breath, and then almost forget that we were going to shoot the stars.

Early the next morning, the guide Dandrup and the group began a 52-kilometer journey to the mountain, the sacred mountain Gang Rinpoqi, the indescribably sacred place of Western bliss, which is called the center of the world by Yongzhong Bunpo Buddhism, Hinduism and other religions. Danzhu said that if you turn around the mountain, you can wash away the sins of your life, and if you turn ten times, you can avoid the suffering of hell in the five hundred reincarnations, and you can become a Buddha and ascend to heaven in a hundred circles. Regarding the relationship between people and faith, there are about two types among believers, one begins with family inheritance, and the other relies on acquired enlightenment to find the most compatible with oneself in different beliefs. On the way to the mountain, the Tibetan Buddhists bow and worship, the five-body head, they tie felt, hemp or thick cotton trouser legs on their feet, and their hands are covered with cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles, and the days of turning the mountain make them disgraced, but they don't mind the unbelieving people casting any kind of gaze at them, they silently continue to be five-body heads, and their loyalty to the faith is rooted in the blood. Danzhu said: Every year, believers who turn to the mountain will die for different reasons and be proud of it. This is probably the best interpretation of the four phases mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures: no self, no one, no beings, and no longevity. Tibet is a secret land, she has a vast land, high snow-capped mountains, wide canyons, clear lakes, if there are no devout believers and strong faith she is not a secret land, or all kinds of wonderful names - Shangri-La, Shambhala, heaven on earth, the west of Tibet, does it still belong to her?

Lin Jinxi walked at the head of the team, and only saw her back full of worries all the way, unlike before, she rarely looked back to take care of other teammates. In the middle of the night, I could clearly see in my dream that a blue-clothed Venerable holding a golden holy weapon injected a transparent liquid into my right ear, and my stiff induction system was invaded by bursts of hot air. This is the legendary empowerment? In my dreams I kept asking myself, is this an empowerment? The Venerable One in Blue nodded my shoulder. I shrugged my shoulders and found that I woke up like a dream, and Lin Jinxi, who was leaning on my right side, withdrew his finger that poked me, and whispered with a stream of gasping heat: Help me get a painkiller.

What's wrong with you?, I whispered, touching her hot forehead.

Just catching a cold.

I got up lightly and went to my feet to grope for my backpack, took the medicine under the light of the headlamp, took the water cup and handed it to Lin Jinxi's mouth,

Tomorrow, shall we withdraw?

I've just walked 20 kilometers and I still have 30 kilometers left. I can. She took the medicine happily.

Something will happen.

No. I will be able to get my fever off tomorrow morning. I promise.

If the fever does not subside tomorrow morning, we will immediately withdraw to Pulan County.

Listen to you.

We went to sleep again. I clearly remember that the last time Lin Jinxi fell ill during the trip, it was in Nyingchi, and that year, she suffered an emotional catastrophe.

After a hearty high-altitude hike, lack of oxygen, physical exhaustion, and difficulty, all the way accompanied by the blue sky soaring with goshawks, the unstained white clouds, the worship of pilgrims, and their own souls. Even if you wear the hiking shoes of the Swedish AS, at Ali, they are just a pair of shoes for walking, as if you are carrying a limited edition Hermès through the busy streets, and everyone is looking at He

The logo of mes, if you carry it to Ali, it is a bag, and it can't hold anything.

For some, travel is growth and gain, for others, it is the end and the end, and for others, it is the feeling and loss.

After returning to Beijing, Lin Jinxi soon held a wedding with Lao Ren, with Ali's tanned black and red face, but it still did not affect her to be a graceful beauty. On the eve of the wedding, she told me that Lao Ren was kind to her, and when her father had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, Lao Ren used his connections to find the second-ranked expert in the country, get timely treatment, and be diligent before and after the saddle. Her parents wanted to change houses, and Lao Ren used her relationship to let her parents get a 160-square-meter south-facing sun room with a budget of 120 square meters. For Xu Zeyuan, she also made a placement, and she wrote a manuscript titled - Ali, a soul journey.

Can you do me a favor?" she calmly watched as there were two tea leaves floating in her mug.

Let's hear it. I'm a good listener.

The genus name of the manuscript writes you, let Manju 'die'.

Got it in mind?

Well, if someone asks the bottom line, they will say that Lin Jinxi is gone, and he has disappeared without a trace.

Ignoring it is not the most troublesome. After saying that, I looked at her.

No. It can be seen that she is difficult to let go of him.

All right. I know.

Thank you!

I wondered, why would I marry someone I didn't love? I asked a question that crossed the line, do anything, and try to stay out of anyone as much as possible, so that I can be objective. There are two things that make me very curious, one is who made the snowflakes and why each piece is carefully carved, and the other is the confusing relationship between Xu Da and Lin Jinxi, what makes their relationship transcend time, space, and place, and cannot be severed.

If you love too deeply, you will easily lose your mind, have no judgment, and you will not be able to play the role you should play. Lin Jinxi is no longer able to love.

Reason makes people feel safe. I muttered a summary of the essence of the sentence and still couldn't agree more.

I don't know why because of deep love. When we met, we either broke the mirror and reunited, or fell in love at first sight again. Things that are too good don't last long,....... The wound that was finally healed should leave a mark on it, and it was enough.

I can't realize how deep the love will come to such a field, about the foam, it is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes, describing this kind of inseparable but can let go at any time.

When a new issue of the magazine came out, I read again the page of 'Ali – A Journey to the Soul', and there was a passage where she wrote,

This is a desolate land with only alpine pastures, and it has the appearance of the beginning of heaven and earth. Being here, absorbing the brilliance and essence of the sun, moon and stars, your spirit gradually recovers and stretches, he (she) surges in your body, slowly touches the boundary of the body, until the essence of heaven and earth completely awakens the spirit, he (she) easily swims out of the body, withdraws the flesh and blood, and is suspended in what we call the concept of the Trinity of time, space and place and looks at you face to face, he (she) looks at you and does not look at you as curious as you look at him (her). He (she) thinks what the difference is, whether it is a man or a woman, young or old, Good and evil, beautiful and ugly, you are only his (her) temporary host, he (she) has also tried to shout and stop when you do evil, and high-five and praise when you do good, but you can never hear or feel his (her) existence, so he (she) understood this truth early, stopped silent, waited for which one you realized his (her) existence, and counted how many times you felt his (her) existence and reached the unity of spirit and body, or could not be one, he (she) calmly reconciled with you.

Lin Jinxi's description is very interesting, using anthropomorphic brushwork to interpret Freud's concept of the ego and superego. I laughed when she said that she was inspired by the spirit, but after reading it repeatedly, I felt that it made sense. Maybe she really felt the spirit that lurked deep within her body, as she said?

In the early morning of the second day of Kailash's turn to the mountain, Lin Jinxi had a fever, not only did she not look tired, but she was also very energetic, and I repeatedly checked her body temperature with the back of my hand and forehead, and I was very surprised.

Hell yes.

Lin Jinxi compared his real finger to his mouth, and said mysteriously,

Shh

Who?

My soul.

Where is it?

In the middle of the night.

We all slept in the second half of the night.

'I' sleep before he or she wakes up.

Oh, Mi

e.

Do you want to know what he or she looks like? She said more and more yin and yang, and then described,

A white blurred border, a yellowish light, and a blurred border on the right shoulder that was blue, I guess a robe.

My right shoulder was shocked by the sudden attack of one of her arms at this time, and I screamed, Ah, you are crazy.

Hahaha, let's go. She lifted her backpack and took a step, eager to complete the remaining 30 kilometers.

At that time, I was convinced that she had a strange dream and was cured of a serious illness.

As the days went by, Lin Jinxi kept adjusting her role in the marriage relationship and the relationship between the old task, she changed to another company to do marketing, and soon got a promotion, she deliberately made herself busier. Occasionally, we drank tea together, sometimes with a few light words, and sometimes we just drank tea silently, and after 40 minutes, we went our separate ways. I never felt how happy she was, nor did I think she was unhappy, but I could feel her apparent calm and full of suppressed thoughts. But the most she said was - Lao Ren is a good person. It's not so much that she keeps repeating it to me, but that she's emphasizing to herself over and over again, that she wants to carve it into a certain area of the cerebral cortex, and that you can't do anything to be sorry for good people.

Lao Ren's ex-wife is a capable strong woman, and for a while, she was too busy with company and family affairs to take a break, so she had no choice but to send her 12-year-old son Leslie back to China to be entrusted to Lao Ren. When Lao Ren was in trouble, Lin Jinxi generously and empathetically agreed, which undoubtedly moved Lao Ren a lot, and he obeyed Lin Jinxi's words. Leslie, who is in adolescence, is very disdainful of her stepmother, but Lin Jinxi not only does not get bored, but uses more energy to fight wits and courage with Leslie. Lin Jinxi took Leslie to hike in the West Mountain, and tired Leslie to the point of shouting 'Mom'. Lin Jinxi saw him stay up late every day to play games, so she pulled him out on an adventure in the middle of the night, she drove all night and took Leslie to the pigeon nest in the North Belt River to watch the sunrise, and when she saw the sunrise, Leslie had to sleepily say - Okay, I admit it, Lin, you are an interesting person.

With my permission, she often took him and me to tea, and even brought it to my studio, so that he could learn Chinese, understand the Chinese style, and feel the breadth and profundity of Chinese culture. When I met Leslie, their stepmother-son relationship was already relatively harmonious, and Lin Jinxi's face occasionally had a girlish sweet smile. I think she loves her stepson more than Lao Ren. Leslie pointed to the corner photo on the whiteboard and asked, "Where is this?"

I replied: Tibet.

It's beautiful.

Ms. Lin has been to them all. I advertised for his stepmother.

Leslie looked at Lin Jinxi enviously, felt that he had a great stepmother, and said: I will go in the future.

Lin Jinxi stared at the photo, smoothing the corners of the photo with her hand, and the corners of her mouth twitched imperceptibly, as if these were like a world away from her.

When Leslie returned to the United States a few months later, at the airport, Leslie reluctantly hugged Lin Jinxi to say goodbye and called her: Mom Lin.

I asked Lin Jinxi: Why don't you have a baby? You will be a perfect mother.

She thought for a moment and replied to me: No. In the face of a man I love deeply, I will flood my love into maternal love, let alone my own children.

Reason and respect have more quality than mad 'love', or there is no shortage of what is called another beautiful form of love. Lin Jinxi has an ability, she can make people simply feel the beauty of life, whether it is cause or effect, Lin Jinxi is just a simple and beautiful existence.

In June of the following year, two years after losing all of Xu Da's messages, I received another email with the email address prefix 'XU' in my mailbox - a letter addressed to me, not to his Jin.