Du Luoyue felt infinitely guilty, she shouldn't have started this topic because of her curiosity, and she was also very conflicted at the moment.

Just when she was caught in an excessive contradiction, the proprietress suddenly cheered up, "Then can you please help me calculate the latitude and longitude of these photos?"

"Ah, are you really going?" Du Luoyue wanted to say, blurting out, in case he really died, wouldn't the proprietress have no psychological sustenance.

The words stopped abruptly on the tip of her tongue, after all, saying it so directly would make the proprietress hurt even more, she still said euphemistically, "Maybe no news is the best news." ”

"It's okay, after all these years, I should also face his departure calmly. I can't live in this rose garden every day, relying on waiting for his return every day to be a spiritual support. ”

"I think he also hopes that you can come out as soon as possible, although anticipation is a kind of sustenance, but it is the greatest pain in the world, the most difficult time. Sometimes, instead of expectation, you will live more chicly. ”

"Hmm. Thank you!"

Seeing that it was late at night, Du Luoyue hurriedly calculated the only few photos on Weibo, the longitude and latitude of the shooting place, and then checked carefully and found that it was a small town on the edge of Dianchi Lake in Kunming.

The proprietress told her that it was the place where they first met, and the proprietress was very upset that she didn't expect her lover to choose to spend the last days of her life in that place.

The next morning, Du Luoyue was ready to check out and leave for Shangri-La.

She didn't see the proprietress when she checked out at the front desk, she looked around, looked at the rose garden in the yard, and there was still no sign of the boss.

"Where's your hostess?" she casually asked the waiter at the front desk who checked her out.

"Our boss went to Kunming and left in the middle of the night last night, and she asked me to give this to you. "The front desk clerk gave her a pack of stuff along with the check-out deposit.

"Oh, good, thank you!"

"You're welcome, please walk slowly, looking forward to your next visit. ”

Du Luoyue didn't expect the proprietress to rush to Kunming overnight, and she couldn't help but sigh with emotion, lamenting the joys and sorrows of the world. She didn't know how long it would take for the proprietress to get through the difficulties, and without the sustenance of expectation, how should she live this time.

When I think about it, I feel heartbroken and lament the injustice of God's fate.

On the car to Shangri-La, Du Luoyue opened the things that the innkeeper gave her, which was a hairpin and a letter. The hairpin wasn't very delicate, but it was enough to tell that it was very old, and if I guessed correctly, it might have meant something of great significance to her.

She opened the letter, about words of thanks, and she had already gone to Kunming Dianchi for her psychological construction, and it could be seen that she was mentally prepared.

Even if you prepare for the worst, when you get to that place and see a pile of loess, it will still be difficult to accept.

At the end of the article, the proprietress mentioned the origin of this hairpin.

It turned out that this hairpin was their family's ancestral dowry, and the proprietress wrote in the letter that she would never get married in this life, and she would not have children, so she decided to give this hairpin to someone who was destined, hoping that she could meet her own love.

Du Luoyue didn't expect this inconspicuous hairpin to be an antique, and it was so deep, in case this was not true love, wouldn't it be a waste of this hairpin?

The scenery along the way, her mood is a little complicated.

She posted this hairpin and some landscape pictures on her social account, matching his mood along the way.

At this time, Jiang Xian woke up in the direct sunlight again, although he had been unemployed for less than a week, but after this incident, he seemed to be about to give up on himself.

Drinking heavily late at night, starting at noon the next day, confused and decadent, it is so appropriate to describe him at this moment. Du Luoyue brought all this, did he hate her? but he asked Yaoqing to help him dispel the rumors, did he want to thank her?

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. Jiang Xian was even more depressed, and the mobile app system prompted the "Xiaoyue Love Photography" account that he was particularly concerned about and sent a message.

He immediately clicked to take a look, and he found out that Du Luoyue had gone to Yunnan.

Jiang Xian learned from Luo Yue's social interaction that Luo Yue was going to Shangri-La, and in a flash, he also had a whim to go on a trip. Perhaps he was in a better mood, and immediately clicked on the ticketing website, only to find that there was a direct flight to Shangri-La in his city.

Without even thinking about it, he booked a ticket for 9 p.m. and could reach Shangri-La in the early morning.

On this trip, he didn't go to Luo Yue, but purely wanted to relax. He has been to almost all cities in the country, but Shangri-La has never been.

He also wanted to experience the British writer Hilton's "Lost Horizon", to see the snow-capped mountains, and to experience the primitive villages of Tibetan culture.

After booking the ticket, he immediately got up and packed his bags, washed up, and after shaving off his beard, he was still so handsome.

Surrounded by a white bath towel, the exposed abdominal muscles, tight and shapely, hidden behind the skin one by one, look very sexy. Maybe this is the source of the girl's spring, so charming, it really makes people a little unbearable.

When he was packing his luggage, Jiang Xian seemed to find that the living room was a mess, and the day he quarreled with his girlfriend.

A lot of things fell to the ground, and he was not in the mood to tidy up these days, and all the broken words and tiles were all on the ground.

He saw that there was still plenty of time, so he simply cleaned up, and when he came back, his good mood was shattered by the mess of the house.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Jiang Xian arrived at the airport, and Du Luoyue had just checked into the hotel.

Compared with Dali and Shangri-La, Du Luoyue is even more nervous, probably because she is about to meet Shanhai Honda.

It always makes her feel like something is going to happen, and it makes her nervous. What once made her struggle was that she had difficulty deciding which camera to use to meet Yamami Honda.

Obviously, the company's SLR is not as high-end as her at all, although she was originally ordinary, but after a transformation, there is far from any camera compared to it.

She waited until 10 p.m. and didn't see her boss's secretary send her a task.

In desperation, she could only take the initiative to send a message to the boss's secretary, "Hello, Lacey." I've arrived in Shangri-La. ”

"Okay, then you can do a good shopping tomorrow. ”

"Okay. ”

After receiving the instructions from the leader, Du Luoyue dared to relax and play, otherwise she would have to be scared tomorrow.

The first time she came to Shangri-La, she still had some expectations, and she probably did some tips on the Internet.