The car pulled into the nearest rest stop and stopped, listening to the words of the car in front of it, which probably meant stopping and resting. I used to just go to the toilet and smoke, and I really didn't have a proper meal time.

Yu Nian said that he was not hungry, so only me, Lao Meng, and Tusuo got out of the car.

Only then did I find out that there were not only men in the team, but also two beautiful women with hot bodies.

Lao Meng sneakily stabbed me and motioned for me to look.

These two women, one dark-skinned and the other whiter than snow, stood together in stark contrast. But the appearance is surprisingly good-looking, and people can't help but look at it twice.

Lunch time passed quickly, and most of the people returned to their respective cars after eating, and I didn't have much appetite to put down my chopsticks early.

When I walked out of the rest stop, I saw Teng Jianmin in the first car and asked, where are we going this time.

Teng Jianmin threw me two words, Lhasa.

It seems that my estimate is correct, and if you continue to walk west from here, you will soon reach the Tibetan Autonomous Region, which is only half the way from Lhasa. Before I could ask why I wanted to go to Lhasa, Teng Jianmin had already gotten into the car.

I don't have a Tibetan complex, and I feel that if I don't go to Tibet in this life, I will live in vain.

There are many people I don't understand, I feel like a layer of Buddha light when I go to Tibet, and I feel that I have been baptized in my life when I go to Dali, so is it a sin to go to Antarctica and come back and feel that I wear half a sleeve?

In fact, if your heart is particularly dirty, it is useless to go anywhere. Don't pin your hopes on something unreliable. It's good to travel when you have money, but when the return date comes, you still have to take a vacation to work and continue to live your life when you get off the train or plane.

After this incident, I no longer pursue the so-called baptism, nor do I yearn for poetry and distance, I just want to return to the army, go out for morning exercises, and sing military songs.

But I looked back at the trees speeding by on both sides of the car window, all scrambling backwards, and I was the only one who was carried forward...

I leaned my head back on the seat behind me, thinking about the mess I had been messing up before.

I seem to have adapted to the fatigue of traveling perfectly, and I have long heard that this road in Yunnan and Tibet is not very easy to walk, but because there are more vehicles, there is no special situation for the time being. From the starting point to Lhasa, it will take 244 or 5 hours to say the least, and this is still the situation of not resting or refueling in the middle, but we also delayed a lot of time on the road, so it is estimated that the time to Lhasa will be longer than 25 hours.

After a day of driving, he went to the rest area in the middle and never stopped, Teng Jianmin seemed to be in a hurry.

I'm a little worried about the driver in front of me about whether it will be unsafe to drive so long in a row, so I tilted my head to look at the Indian to see how his expression was, and if it wasn't good, I would just replace him and let him rest.

Who knew that the man not only did not look tired at all, but also hummed a small tune very leisurely. I retracted my body and said to Lao Meng, "This guy is really energetic." ”

"People may be practicing the quilt."

Lao Meng felt a little difficult to understand: "Who is going to practice fatigue driving?" I rolled my eyes and refused to continue any other conversation with him.

It's hard to say it's hard to endure one night, and it's better to say it's better. I slept intermittently and didn't get a good rest. But when I opened my eyes, the sky was already slightly bright. I immediately reached over and glanced at the Indian friend to see if he was tired, still alive and unconvinced.

I looked at the more and more Tibetan-style buildings on both sides and realized that we had already gotten off the highway.

Teng Jianmin said that the destination is in Lhasa, and now the time should have just gotten off the highway, and there is still some distance from Lhasa, but I am now holding a surging urge of urine and rushing out. I said to Lao Meng, "I want to go to the toilet... ”

"Tell this Indian vitan." Lao Meng knocked on the chair in the driver's seat, and Indian Vitality stepped on the brakes.

Since there were no public toilets nearby, and there were no shelves open for me to rub in, I had to find a hidden corner in the nearest place, and unbuckle my belt quickly with my back to the road. Halfway through the solution, I looked back hesitantly.

I saw a convoy of more than 10 meters in front and behind, all parked on the side of the road waiting for me. Although I can't see what the people inside are doing, I feel that the eyes under the pair of sunglasses are staring at me at the moment. I've been fighting mentally for a long time, but I still can't control my urge to urinate, forget it, no matter how much. I solved my personal problem with my eyes closed, and when I got in the car, I decided not to drink a sip of water from now on.

Lao Meng smacked his lips when he saw me getting in the car, "How to describe it?" ”

"What?"

"It's like going to the zoo to feed the rabbits, and the rabbits turn around and run to mate."

"What's that?"

"I just watched you pee." Lao Meng said.

"Fuck off, you go to the zoo and don't see lions and tigers, you look at rabbits and dried hair!"

Old Meng Qiang couldn't help but smile, "Look at the rabbit, uh, mating... ”

I rolled over and turned away from him. Lao Meng laughed for a long time. After about a while, when Lao Meng was not honest after tossing and turning, I was really annoyed by him and asked, "What are you doing back and forth, can't you rest for a while." ”

Lao Meng didn't speak, I looked at him for a while, and smacked my lips, "Yo Yo Yo, Ma Ye is not going to go... ”

"I don't want to go." Lao Meng said decisively.

I nodded, "Okay, if you don't go, don't go, I'll see how long you can last." ”

Lao Meng really could bear it, and in the next more than an hour of travel, Lao Meng just tossed and turned, turning back and forth, and hissing in his mouth. I persuaded him to go several times, but Lao Meng gritted his teeth and held back. I'm really afraid that I'll suffocate good people again because of a moment of anger...

More than an hour later, the convoy stopped in front of a small restaurant. Without waiting for the Indian vitality hormone to pull the handbrake up, Lao Meng had already opened the door and jumped out, half-hunched into the hotel, and it seemed that he was going straight to the toilet.

I got out of the car behind, and the dark-skinned beauty passed by me, but she didn't even turn her head to look at me.

We walked behind their large army, and the hotel was small. To be exact, it is a snack bar, and the roof of the shed is full of traces of smoke and fire, as if there was a fire before. The waitress was a woman wearing a floral apron, with a slightly chubby figure and a plateau red on her face. Say "Something to eat?" in awkward Mandarin. ”

Teng Jianmin only said two words: "Go upstairs." ”

The woman glanced back at the man standing in front of the counter, the man put down the calculator in his hand and walked over, and nodded slightly to Teng Jianmin, "A few upstairs, please." ”

Teng Jianmin turned around and followed the man upstairs, walked a few steps and turned around to tell us a few to wait for him on the first floor.

It seems that it is inconvenient for this person upstairs to show up, but the more he does this, the more curious I am about who I am going upstairs to see.

However, as soon as he said this, a few of us could only wait for him on the first floor, the small restaurant was very crowded, the room was originally small and dark, and the tables were crowded and pressed very densely. Because there are more people in the same company, almost the entire first floor is occupied by us.

The kitchen is not separated, but is enclosed with something that looks like floor leather, from which the chef can fly with a spoon of sparks. I happened to have my back to the liquefied gas, and I was always faintly splashed with a large oil star behind me. It was so hot in the room that I couldn't breathe, so I moved to the door and smoked a cigarette.

Actually, I'm a non-addicted smoker, and I sometimes can't finish a week with a pack in my pocket. But when I was bored and couldn't say it, this thing became a good sustenance.

I don't know where I've been, but the air is starting to change from wet to dry. The air pressure seems to have gradually changed, and the breathing is not so smooth, but there is no big reaction. It looks like he's already in hiding.

When the cigarette was about to burn out, there was a creak of the door opening behind him, and it was the dark-skinned woman who had gone to the toilet and came out.

I didn't think that she went straight to me and asked for a cigarette, I handed it over for some reason, she pointed to the lighter in my hand, and I handed the lighter over as well.

She was stunned for a moment, took the lighter and said with a smile: "Are you Northeast men so puzzled?" It stands to reason that a gentleman shouldn't help me light the fire. ”

I smiled and said, "I misunderstood, I can't represent our Northeast men." ”

In order to resolve the embarrassment in time, Lao Meng picked up a lighter and helped the woman light it, "I'll represent." ”

Everyone casually played haha, and they mixed up this stubble.

The woman stretched out her hand and introduced herself, "Qin Keke, Chinese, trace identification expert, technical advisor invited by Elder Teng." ”

I didn't expect this girl to look so young and old, it seems that Teng Jianmin is fully prepared this time.

Not to be outdone, I stretched out my hand" Xiao Ding, a national first-class retired drum performance artist. ”

Qin Keke laughed, Yu Nian was still standing behind me, and suddenly turned around and left.

Lao Meng gave me a look, and I realized that something seemed to be wrong, so I hurriedly chased after me. As soon as I was about to leave the door of the small restaurant, Teng Jianmin from above sent a message and asked me to go upstairs.

I told Lao Meng, and after a while, Yu Nian came back and told her that I had been called.

When he raised his feet to leave, Tuso suddenly said, "I'll go up with you." ”

The man who led us up walked to the door and knocked rhythmically, and I made a note of how I knocked on it.

There was a deep cry inside, please come in, and we just went in.

In addition to Teng Jianmin, there was also a woman about forty years old sitting in the room. Although the skin is well maintained, it can still be seen from the demeanor that he has reached middle age. More mature than a twenty-year-old girl, more graceful and luxurious than a thirty-year-old woman.

He simply wore a white modified cheongsam and a lotus-colored scarf, and always had a faint smile on his face, but the smile only stayed on the surface.

Teng Jianmin got up and introduced, "Xiao Ding, this is the French red shirt, Aunt Hong." ”