As soon as the movement came out, the two people in the back seat also woke up.

A group of them flew directly from Shanghai to Lhasa, and they had been battling altitude sickness for the first two days.

When the sheep gradually dispersed and the car continued on the road, Liang Yuan felt a sudden increase in his temples and talked about the high anti.

Fan Yue turned her head and asked, "Did you drink rhodiola before you left?" ”

"I drank it, I drank it a few days before I entered Tibet." Liang Yuandao.

Zhou Mo noticed the altitude marker stones along the way while driving, "After driving for more than two hours, the altitude began to rise." ”

"I have an oxygen cylinder here, do you want to take a few puffs?" As he spoke, he took out a small bottle from his bag and handed it to Liang Yuan.

You Jia's reaction was not obvious, "Xiaofan is quite experienced, will you also have a high reaction?" ”

"Of course, I'm not an immortal," Fan Yue continued with his sideways towards You Jia in the back seat, "I flew to Lhasa from a place in Nancheng with an almost negative altitude last month, and I didn't react much after just a few hours, and then I just lay down and started to inhale oxygen, and it took a few days to get better." My uncle and aunt are in the west. He has been working for decades, and he always has an oxygen tank at home. And the better the lung capacity, the more serious the high reaction, I have a sister in the team who is a professional tennis player, and she is the most serious in the team. ”

When You Jia heard this, she patted Liang Yuan, "Just look at me, just say it, you were able to jump around two days ago, no wonder you have a big reaction now." ”

Liang Yuan inhaled oxygen, just wanted to ease up quickly, and didn't want to deal with the other party.

This time they took the southern route, and the first attraction after starting from Lhasa was Yang Zhuo Yongcuo.

After arriving, Fan Yue looked at the silent blue surface of the lake without any variegation, and the whole person became excited.

No matter how many times she came, she was as shocked as the first time.

took out her mobile phone, took a photo of the stone engraved with the name of the place and the altitude, and was about to take a photo with Chen Shuo to send to her father, when she saw Zhou Mo standing beside her, "Do you want to take a picture for you?" ”

"Okay."

After several hours in the same car together, no one mentioned the events of that night, and the sparse communication was usually respectful.

Fan Yue's previous slight twist disappeared.

Hand the phone to the other party, wait for the group of people in front of him to finish the photo, stand still all over the stone, open his arms up and down, tilt his head slightly and smile brightly.

The man not far from the opposite side, a pair of long legs bent apart and then stood up straight, holding the mobile phone with both hands did not look skillful, and the posture was even a little weird, until Fan Yue felt that the facial muscles were becoming more and more stiff, and the other party put down the mobile phone.

Waiting for the convoy and other tourists who wanted to take pictures, she jumped down from the side of the stone monument and took her mobile phone to check the photos.

Fan Yue looked at the picture on the screen and blinked, and her finger slid to the left, it was a photo of Octagon Street that she had taken casually a few days ago.

Then slid right again to take a photo of a tourist that the man had taken nearly a minute to take her.

A man's deep and steady voice came from overhead, "Is it okay?" ”

Fan Yue's hand holding the phone hung down at her side, raised her head and smiled politely, "OK, thank you." ”

But I couldn't hold back a few words in my heart.

It's really not very good, it's just a straight man's perspective that has been complained about on the Internet.

The other party actually had the "confidence" to ask her how she was shooting.

"Xiao Fan!" The crowd dispersed, and Chen Shuo saw that she was still standing by the stele, so he called her over to take a group photo together, and handed the camera to Zhou Mo, "Buddy, help us take a picture." ”

Fan Yue sighed silently in her heart, and another ugly photo was born.

Chen Shuo's hand on the other side of the camera was naturally on Fan Yue's shoulder, and this time, the man who quickly pressed the shutter didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and his appearance was blurry.

Fan Yue leaned next to Chen Shuo, looking at the "unsightly" ruined picture, a smile flashed in her eyes when she covered her mouth, and said to Chen Shuo, "Otherwise, let's take another picture." ”

This time, Chen Shuo directly crossed Zhou Mo and found another travel friend.

The man silently took two steps back, watching Chen Shuo put his hand on the girl's shoulder again, and the two smiled brightly.

After staring for a few seconds, he turned around and walked back to the car.