As the man's words fell, Tsering Gesang's gaze stopped on him for a few seconds, and then retracted it unhurriedly. Then he tugged at the corners of his lips, jumping with the little pale scar on his chin.

A name is often just a code name. This can represent a person's identity, and it is also the only name that can be remembered when they first know each other. Going deeper, nicknames and nicknames can tell whether the relationship between two people is close enough to a certain extent, and the notes on social software can explain a lot of problems.

At the beginning of acquaintance, the relationship is like a blank piece of paper, and the notes typed in the address book by name and surname are like the first pen and ink falling on the blank paper, which seems to be an understatement, but it is full of infinite possibilities. No one can tell the beginning and end of fate, just as no one can unilaterally guess what a random painting created by two people working together will become with each other's brushstrokes.

The uncontrollability of feelings is always reflected in many small details, such as the affectionate words of life and death at every turn, and the small ones that are almost unconscious, but subconsciously do so, which are difficult to judge with common sense, and there is no so-called reason at all, and it is even impossible to delve into the context of development.

For example, when two people are talking to each other, the remarks are all tired of how to come, from the very beginning, one name by one surname, and one surname by one official business, gradually mixed with too many personal emotions, even the title must be special and moving. When the relationship gradually separates, the distance will be widened little by little, until finally changed to name by name and surname again, and this fate will be completely sentenced to death.

But what does all this have to do with Tsering Gesang?

The moment he asked who this strange man was, Tsering Gesang suddenly realized his shallowness. For a person who is shrouded in a fog and has to hide his true face from one layer, his appearance represents a certain degree of mystery, how can he easily reveal his true identity?

As for Tsering Gesang's sentence "Who are you", of course, it was not to ask a simple, untrue codename, and what he really wanted to know, together with the true purpose of this man suddenly finding him, could not be answered from his mouth.

To put it bluntly, it's a vain question to ask.

Tsering Gesang suddenly felt a little bored, he was not in the mood to fight wits and courage with this stranger, even if he asked the name, this name was true or false, and it didn't mean anything. What's more, the sudden arrival of Bai Yicong and He Manzhou was enough to give him a headache, he didn't have the energy to deal with a stranger anymore, with this idle time, he might as well think about how to arrange the trip to Kawagebo Peak in three days.

Do you really want to take them to the cave that Yang Jin said?

Or, with just a few words of reasoning, could he really find the cave?

These questions turned in Tsering Gesang's mind, completely depriving him of the little desire he had left to talk, so when Tsering Gesang retracted his gaze, the only response was a sneer from the young man's lips.

"White?"

Tsering Gesang repeated this sentence as if he were very careless.

The cigarette that was on his fingertips was bitten to the corner of his lip, so the words after that were a little vague that he couldn't really hear.

"Well, I'm just asking, in essence, who you are has nothing to do with me-"

Tsering Gesang said this, and opened the car door and got out of the car, pulling out the car keys. The sound of the car door closing was especially clear in the silence of the night, and even his attitude was particularly crisp.

"Unfortunately, I'm going home. ”

This sentence obviously carries the meaning of the expulsion order, Tsering Gesang does not hide his perfunctory, and even the word "guest" is not accurate enough to describe it, Tsering Gesang has never regarded Bai, a mysterious person who suddenly appeared, as a "guest", and at this moment he just terminated the topic mercilessly, and no longer carried out meaningless temptations.

The beast suddenly put away its fangs and claws in a demonstration, not choosing to give up, but just feeling that it was unnecessary.

Regarding Tsering Gesang's reaction at this moment, Bai was obviously not surprised.

Seeing that the Tibetan boy didn't have any intention of stopping after getting out of the car, he raised his legs and turned around, and he didn't even bother to give his back, Bai Ye only hooked a slight arc at the corner of his lips, and laughed very lowly. When he spoke, Bai's chest coughed in a low voice, and his tightly closed lips restrained him, which made his already slightly pale face suddenly have a little more morbid beauty at this moment, as if he couldn't withstand a few gusts of evening breeze.

But the opposite of the superficial weakness, it is the posture of white that is almost in the chest.

He was so high, as if he was standing at the top overlooking Tsering Gesang's every move, and he was trying to figure out the right way to deal with it every minute. After a brief silence, Bai opened his mouth unhurriedly, as if he was in control of victory in this confrontation.

"It seems that you adjusted quickly and did not suffer any damage. ”

For such unclear words, Tsering Kelsang regarded them as a boring temptation, and he didn't even look back.

"I don't know what you mean by conditioning, I look tired, or is it smoking a cigarette at the door of my house? Mr. Bai, everyone has their own habits, and of course they have their own way of decompressing, isn't this a normal thing. What's more, these things have nothing to do with you in essence, the ground tour guide is so hard every day, making money to support the family, this is just a physical job........ Money doesn't come from the wind, so how can you make money without hard work?"

"I don't judge your work or the nature of your work, as you said, these things have nothing to do with me. ”

Bai's voice was faint, and his gaze stopped on Tsering Gesang's body, continuing little by little with his steps. The sense of oppression was so vivid that the boy clearly did not look back, but he could clearly feel the gaze that followed him.

"I mean, it's not a good feeling to suddenly lose something important, right?"

This sentence is obviously not said thoroughly, leaving people with endless space for reverie.

"What's the matter, important things ......." Tsering Gesang bit his lower lip, his tone paused slightly, and said without a trace, "My family is complete, my work is going well, and I just took over a big business today, you tell me about the loss, what have I lost?"

Regarding Tsering Gesang's temptation, Bai did not go around in circles anymore and answered quite simply.

"Tsering Gesang, you don't need to hide anything from me, many things have happened in a given way, and if you admit it yourself, or force you to admit it after I tell it, it will not affect the final result, but the former will make you more decent. ”

There was a blatant arrogance in the man's tone, just as he had shown at first.

The conversation at this moment is not about the cooperation between you and me, but about the naked use of each other after getting rid of those senseless faces, and in this gladiatorial battle, Tsering Gesang has never taken the lead.

"In other words, I know you better than I thought I would. ”

"You know me? This gentleman, if it is only the most superficial information such as name and occupation, a little more intentional liar can find it, and if you go a little deeper, our village is only such a large territory, my life history, family and friends, if you are willing to inquire, you will also insinuate to know something, and what does this mean?"

Tsering Gesang whistled nonchalantly, and until this moment he still only regarded the man named Bai as a difficult passerby, and had no interest in playing cat and mouse with him, and there was no need to spend more thought on him.

"Of course...... I'm not saying you're a liar, after all, I believe in being kind to people, and I've always had good intentions for people I meet. What's more, I don't have anything on me that you can cheat about, and even if you really try to fool me, I won't be fooled easily, so let's stop here, the conversation can be over. ”

"You have kindness to strangers, but how much kindness is left for the people closest to you?" Bai smiled faintly, except for the hoarseness revealed by his suppressed low cough, his voice was undoubtedly quite good, "That girl is clearly waiting for you to save her, the last ray of life is in your hands, but you are still hesitating, is this also kindness?"

"What?"

At that moment, Tsering Gesang's footsteps stopped.

"What nonsense are you talking about, what a girl, I don't understand a word. ”

When he spoke, Tsering Gesang was a little anxious, and his determination was scattered for seven or eight points, and at this moment only impatience remained.

He didn't know who the girl he was talking about, or if he wasn't sure, if ....... If the girl he is talking about is Yang Jin, then who is he?

These doubts did not linger for long, and were explained with Shiro's words.

"Nonsense, it's better to say it's a legend. ”

The cold night breeze made Bai's voice a little ethereal, and Tsering Gesang only felt that everything was not real.

"The ordinary boy and the saintess who met the witch clan by chance, no matter how you look at it, they can't be tied to each other, but they can meet in the heavy snow all over the sky, and then they have established a deep friendship and confided in each other endless hesitant things...... After so many years of companionship, it really sounds like a legend, and this is a special fate. ”

Bai's tone was very light, but the words he spoke were sharp and hurtful.

These secrets, which were sealed in Tsering Gesang's heart, were so easily made public, without giving him any time to prepare, and smashed into his heart word by word like a boulder, leaving him with only indescribable shock and amazement. There is no other reason, there is something about Yangjin, Tsering Gesang has not told anyone.

So how did this stranger know?

The secrets that were carefully hidden in the past, as well as the words that Tsering Gesang had imagined but refused to admit, and which he tossed and turned countless times but never declared, were so lightly pointed out.

And Bai's words continued, and the sharp blade of hurting people was straight to Tsering Gesang's heart.

"Maybe it's not accurate to describe it as fate, right?"