If it weren't for the rainy season, the road from Yunnan to Tibet would be very easy to walk, Chu Di drove all the way, and Lin Xiangwan sat in the co-pilot's seat, staring at the map to show him the way.

The two of them didn't have a clear plan, wherever they went, they stopped when they saw a good view, walked and took pictures and basked in the sun, squandered their time, and slept in their sleeping bags in the car at night when they couldn't find a hotel.

This kind of wandering is like a wandering, although it is unrestrained, but it also has its inconvenient places.

As soon as he encountered a rest stop or a hotel, even if it was a small hostel run by the Tibetans themselves, Lin Xiangwan immediately rushed over, opened the room and went straight to the bathroom, while Chu Di went to replenish the supply and try to buy as many fresh and shelf-stable fruits and vegetables as possible.

When Lin Xiangwan came out of the shower, he handed her a fresh cucumber, and then the two of them sat on the ground and nibbled on the cucumber very unimaged.

On the plateau, the summer sun was extremely scorching, and it didn't take a few days for Chu Di to get tanned, but he still looked very energetic, and his teeth were particularly conspicuous when he smiled.

Compared with him, Lin Xiangwan not only did not get tanned, but also gained a lot of weight, and dairy products and meat contributed a lot.

Ye Nan would occasionally call over and tell them about his affairs in the academy, Lin Xiangwan took a few selfies of Chu Di and sent them to him, and the old god of the child replied that it was like two beggars helping disciples.

Time seemed to have lost its meaning, and the road that was sometimes straight and winding seemed to have no end, the sky was almost dazzling, and there were countless majestic snow-capped mountains in the distance.

Lin Xiangwan leaned on the car window to take a nap, and when he woke up, he saw Tibetans in ragged clothes on the side of the road, who set out from their hometown, bowing and knocking, all the way to Lhasa.

Lin Xiangwan looked at those people in a trance.

"It's a pilgrimage of Tibetans who have a great wish in their hearts. Chu Di handed her a bottle of water, afraid that the weather would be too hot and her body would not be able to stand it.

Lin Xiangwan took the water bottle, "What is a big wish?

Of course, Chu Di knew that she was joking, so he replied with a smile, "Vulgar, how can money be a big wish." Haven't you heard people say that only problems that money can't solve are problems. ”

"Cut, this must have been said by a rich man, for people who have no money, money is a great wish. Lin Xiangwan couldn't help but lift the pole, the two of them were still a little lonely when they traveled, and if they didn't fight with him, the days were like cooking without seasoning, and they were boring.

Chu Di held the steering wheel with one hand and pointed out the window, "Do you think they are rich people? Many of them don't actually have any specific wishes to fulfill, and the pilgrimage is just because of the yearning in their hearts, which is probably the power of faith." ”

When I was in the United States, every weekend, Lin Xiangwan's neighbor would come up and persuade her to go to church meetings, wanting her to convert to God, but Lin Xiangwan really didn't have that time, and later moved several times, and the neighbor finally gave up.

She and Chu Di are both people who have no faith, perhaps because they are born against their bones, or maybe they feel that their faith is too heavy, and they believe in themselves more than they believe in the vague gods.

"What about your big wish, do you have any wishes that you must want to fulfill?" Lin Xiangwan finished drinking the water in the bottle and wiped the corners of his mouth casually with the back of his hand.

Chu Di turned around and smiled at her, his white teeth shining, and said, "You are my great wish." ”

Twenty days later, they arrived in Lhasa, and as soon as they left the toll booth, someone immediately took the big jeep that drove in the dust and replaced it with a brand-new and refueled Cherokee.

Chu Di got into the car and said to Lin Xiangwan, "They are quite punctual, I thought we would have to wait for a while." Let's go to the hotel first, take a shower and change your clothes, and I'll take you out for a walk. Lin Xiangwan didn't know when Chu Di arranged all this, and she didn't want to that heart. He said that he would play with him, and that she would just enjoy it like a rice worm.

After checking in and putting down his luggage, Chu Di took Lin Xiangwan and began to walk around the city, Lin Xiangwan found that his figure was like carrying an invisible GPS, no matter where he was, he would not get lost.

The dirty and messy small market, the tea shop where people come and go, he shuttles through it like a fish in water, so that Lin Xiangwan can really feel the local customs.

In the afternoon, the butter tea shop was crowded with locals, and Chu Di and Lin Xiangwan took a window seat, safely sipping the rich tea in the cup. In recent years, Tibet has been open to tourism, and the locals are accustomed to seeing tourists from the mainland, so there is no special reaction to their arrival, and they still talk loudly in the local dialect, and the cigarette bags in their hands occasionally emit curling green smoke.

Lin Xiangwan poked his head out, there was a café at the end of the alley, and a small blackboard was set up outside the restaurant, on which the coffee served that day was written in colored chalk, and soft music was playing in the shop, and many young people were sitting in it.

"I thought you were going to take me there. She gestured to the coffee shop.

Chu Di glanced at it, and while dipping the fried fruit in butter tea with his hands like a local, he said nonchalantly, "You want to go?"

Lin Xiangwan shook his head, no matter where the store is placed, it is a petty bourgeois gathering place, and it seems to have its own characteristics, but to put it bluntly, it is the same. Pretending to be a "beep-" holy place.

Although she doesn't understand Tibetan, she has a familiar feeling among Tibetans, and the yearning for freedom and the desire for a foreign life in her body are all stimulated at this moment.

The locals have dark skin, because the sun is scorching, so most of them seem to be more mature than their age, and the older Kham old men get together, playing dominoes that Lin Xiangwan can't name, and their emotions and tones fluctuate because of the quality of the cards in their hands.

Lin Xiangwan was not used to drinking butter tea, so he only ordered sweet tea, and watched Chu Di sitting and feasting, with indescribable envy in his heart. He had always been much better at adapting than she was, as if he could survive no matter where he was thrown.

After drinking the tea, Chu Di took her to the market to eat, the small stalls on the side of the road were full of red, green, and green jewelry, the price was not expensive, and the quality must be average.

Chu Di entered a shop that sold Tibetan knives, and was immediately attracted by the Tibetan knives inside, and couldn't move, for Lin Xiangwan, among all the knives, the scalpel was the most interesting to her, she turned around the store twice, and fell in love with a bracelet made of turquoise and red coral.

Turquoise and red coral are auspicious signs in Tibet, coupled with the exquisite workmanship of the bracelet, the price is naturally not a problem, Lin Xiangwan has the heart to kill the boss at a price, and before she can speak, her eyes are drawn by a place outside the store.

The shabby-dressed, teenage boy rested on the stone steps in front of the shop, and like all pilgrims, he wore a palm guard made of a hundred cloths, the palm of which had been worn to the point of penetration.

What attracted Lin Xiangwan was not his clothes, nor his status as a pilgrim, but his gaze.

She had never seen such a clear and simple gaze in someone's eyes, and her amber eyes looked at the Potala Palace in the distance, like a clear spring on the top of a snow-capped mountain, without any impurities.

Lin Xiangwan walked over, she squatted beside the young man, "You are also going there, what wish do you have in your heart?" Along the way, she has seen many pilgrims, but most of them are old people, for the holy land and faith in their hearts, they have traveled thousands of miles to come here, of course, there are many young people, but there are very few people of this age.

When the young man heard her words, he turned his gaze back, and he replied with a smile in very unfamiliar Chinese, "My mother is very sick, and there is no doctor who can cure her, she has always wanted to come to Lhasa and meet the living Buddha, but she can't come, so I will come for her." ”

The boy's family lived in the grassland on the border between Yunnan and Tibet, and from there to Lhasa, he walked for four months, and during these four months, he ate and slept in the open air, and the grain brought from home had already been eaten, and he could only stick to this place by relying on the help of herdsmen along the road.

Lin Xiangwan looked at him and thought of Ye Nan, he was about the same age as Ye Nan, but his fate was destined to be different.

Her heart was sour, and she took out all the money in her pocket and stuffed it to the young man, "Take it, see the living Buddha, take the car back, your mother's illness will definitely be fine." ”

The young man was stunned, as if he didn't expect Lin Xiangwan to do this, he held the money in his hand, and did not put them away, but took a few of them at random, and returned the rest to Lin Xiangwan, grinning and showing a bright smile to her, "Sister, these are enough, you are a good person, you must have a good reward." ”

Chu Di bought a few Tibetan knives, prepared to collect them for himself, and then gave them to Zhong Kun as gifts. He twisted and found that Lin Xiangwan was no longer in the store, but sitting on the steps in front of the store.

He pulled her up and patted the dirt on her pants, "Why are you sitting here? It's cold here, don't get sick." ”

When Lin Xiangwan heard his words, she seemed to suddenly come back to her senses, the young man had long since disappeared, but she couldn't forget his gaze.

She told him what had just happened, but before Chu Di could speak, the owner of the store heard it and immediately smacked his tongue and said, "Miss, I'm afraid you've met a liar, right?"

Seeing Lin Xiangwan's brows, the boss said again, "The people in this place are not as kind as before, some scammers specialize in deceiving you tourists from other places, and tell you that your life experience is very miserable, how miserable it is, just to cheat money." ”

"He won't. Lin Xiangwan instinctively retorted to the boss, "If he is really a liar, he should take all the money, how can he give me some back?"

"Hey, put a long line and catch a big fish. The more like this, the more dangerous it is, and after a few days, he will pretend to meet you by chance, and then he will deceive you to an unfamiliar place in life, and it is not up to him to decide. Although the owner of the shop was kind enough to persuade him, Lin Xiangwan always felt so harsh when she heard it, she didn't believe that the kid had such a scheming, otherwise, his eyes would not be so clean.

But after all, the owner of the shop has lived here for many years, and what he said may have some truth.