A female man who prides herself on being a second-class person, her motto is that there is no two, only two. She claimed that the purpose of her visit to Tibet was just to see how good she really was. I wrote like this just because I couldn't remember her real name, so I had to copy her self-introduction.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the five of us made an appointment to go to Tashi Quling Monastery to see the moon in the holy land, and when we were resting in a monastery on the way, the two goods and a white dog became friends. She was so happy that she took out all the food she had brought and fed it to the dogs. When she camped outside Tashi Choling Monastery in the evening, she realized that she had nothing to eat but fruit.

As soon as it got dark, Dachao suddenly told a ghost story on a whim. I heard that the second goods didn't dare to enter the tent alone, and the self-proclaimed female man didn't look like a real female man. She kept begging for a man to come to her tent and give her company. We brought three tents this time, one for me and Dachao, one for Geng Xin and Tianci, and one for the second cargo. There was no response to the request of the second goods, and Geng Xin turned his head to the side, as if he hadn't heard.

I said, "The old man doesn't want to lose his life."

The second goods said that they didn't do anything.

Dachao said that he couldn't go.

In the end, it was God-given because of the relationship with the second goods' fellow countrymen that he went to give the second goods courage.

After everyone packed up everything, they spread a rainproof cloth in the middle of the three tents, and piled up mooncakes, fruits, various wines and food. Halfway through the meal, a white dog suddenly pounced emotionally, the dog did not pounce on the food, but pounced in front of the second goods and shook his head and tail, and the second goods directly hugged the dog into his arms.

Before the dinner was over, the weather was not beautiful, it rained heavily, everyone hurriedly returned to their accounts, and the dog was guarding the door of the tent of the second cargo, refusing to leave. We said that the dog must have been the lover of the second cargo in his last life.

When I got up early the next morning, the sky was drizzling, and everyone was a little shivering, and the lover of the second cargo was still curled up at the door of the tent of the second goods, waiting stupidly. They didn't leave until everyone was packing up their tents. When going down the mountain, the group has not yet reached the halfway point, they heard a whistling, the lover of the second cargo in the previous life led seven or eight dogs to chase up, these dogs around the second cargo all the way down the mountain, the scene is quite spectacular.

The lover of "Remembering Tibet" in the previous life is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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