I still remember that it was the National Day in 2018, and I made an appointment with three travelers online to travel to northern Tibet to Ali, and the four of us decided to add a trek to Gang Rinpochi.

I don't remember what day it was September, but I remember that we all got up early and set off hiking. Two friends from Guangdong said that they would go to the hospital to prepare some medicine to prevent high reaction before leaving, and the two of them went to the hospital to buy medicine, while I waited for them on the side of the road with Uncle Guo from Beijing.

Although it was September, but the morning breeze of Taqin at an altitude of more than 4,000 meters was very cool, I was chatting with Uncle Guo while waiting for someone, I was not rubbing my hands and pacing back and forth, at this time, from the opposite side of the road came a little boy with a small backpack, looking like a junior high school student, but he came over and asked us: "Hello! Which way do you go to turn the mountain? "I heard the accent and realized that it was a girl, and like us, she was going hiking.

Uncle Guo didn't answer the girl's question, but asked her why she came to hike alone, do you want to walk with us?

I thought she would agree to go with us, after all, she didn't know the way and was alone, but she refused to walk with us, saying that she was walking slowly and didn't want to join the team and drag down her teammates. I saw her turn around in a chic manner, and she walked towards the road ahead with an indifferent look on her face. The stubborn look seemed to say, "What if you get lost, it's a big deal to come back." As she walked, a strand of hair on the top of her head swayed from time to time against the rising sun, as if dancing for her.

Although I have been backpacking for more than ten years, I have been traveling with people for most of my journeys, so I can't help but feel more fond of this lone traveler with a nonchalant face. But this kind of one-sided relationship is staged almost all the time during the journey, and most of them have never been seen again.

When I got to my teammates, we also set off to turn the mountain, just when I was still thinking about whether I would meet the girl again on the road, we met again at the place where I bought tickets, because only cash was accepted to buy tickets, and I happened to see her holding a stack of cash in her hand, so I stepped forward to greet Uncle Guo: "HI, meet again." Can you get us some cash? ”

The girl nodded and greeted us, and handed us 200 yuan and asked if it was enough?

There is only one way to turn the mountain, we buy tickets together, set off together, and it is difficult to think of different roads. I first introduced myself, and the girl also introduced herself: "My name is Li Qun, my online name is Jifeng, and I am a Sichuan person who has been living in Zhejiang.

"Where's the fellow! I don't know if it's a hometown acquaintance, but it has an extra sense of intimacy. The monsoon looks dragged, but the people are very easy-going. Along the way, due to the speed of the same, we walked all the way to chat, I didn't expect this to give me the first impression of the junior high school student Monsoon is really an old donkey, riding through Sichuan and Tibet, riding around Hainan, around Qinghai Lake, around Erhai Lake, and has always been alone, a bit of a chivalrous taste in martial arts novels.

It's just that after a day, her speed is getting slower and slower, and later I learned that she is really playing with her life because of heart problems, and she dares to come to this place at an altitude of more than 5,000 to hike if she has heart problems, which is really commendable. Seeing that it was not early, Monsoon asked me to go first, and when I arrived to help her book accommodation, thinking that it would be fatal to have no place to live at an altitude of more than 5,000 meters, so I told her to pay attention to safety and left first, at this time, I also understood that she was reluctant to team up with us at the beginning and really didn't want to drag down her teammates. He is also a person who is responsible for others.

On the first day of trekking Kailash, the accommodation point was the Heat Stop Monastery at an altitude of more than 5,000 meters, and when I arrived, I booked the monsoon accommodation, and then I thought that I had chatted all the way without adding contact information, how should I find her? In order not to miss it, I had to wait for her at the intersection in the evening breeze. After waiting for her for a long time, I didn't see her coming down the road, but I saw her come out of the tent next to her, it turned out that she had arrived when I just went to tidy up the room, and I went to find a tent bed to live in, so I teased: "I have been waiting for you in the wind for a long time, if I catch a cold, you will be responsible." “

Monsoon replied arrogantly: "What a big deal! I have cold medicine and will share it with you later. "In the end, not only did she not go to the place I booked, but she also managed to fool the rest of us into a tent. In the tent where more than 20 people lived, Monsoon shared snacks with everyone, and also shared with everyone the wonderful use of disposable towels (due to the lack of water in the mountains, it is impossible to wash her feet, but she uses disposable towels to wash her face first and then wipe her feet, which not only saves towels, but also saves water) This is also the first time I know that there is such a thing as disposable towels. Travelers from all over the world shared their own food and stories, which was an experience I hadn't had in more than ten years of backpacking. Physically, I suspect that Monsoon is an old donkey, but judging from her series of operations, this is by no means the experience that a new donkey will have.

The next day's trip is to climb over the pass at an altitude of more than 5,600 meters, and it is also the most difficult day in the whole process, everyone gets up before dawn and packs up and sets off, I am still out of the team today and the monsoon walk, because the teammates are faster, the monsoon is also good at the beginning, we have talked and laughed all the way, and also saw the sunshine gold mountain. All the way to the pass, Monsoon's physical performance was quite normal. When I arrived at the pass, I wanted to take pictures, but Ji Feng casually took two photos and went down the mountain, saying that he was walking slowly and going first.

Monsoon was descending the mountain super fast, and by the time she reached the immovable nail supply point below, she had caught up with her teammates in front of her. But when she got to the bottom of the mountain, there was something wrong with Monsoon's body, this demon was not high on the mountain, but when she got to the bottom of the mountain, she vomited and vomited, and her whole face turned pale, just like this, she still insisted on finishing today's road, seeing that her situation was really not good, Uncle Guo suggested that Monsoon call a rescue vehicle, but the phone was connected but he heard Monsoon say: "I called for rescue, you arrived in three hours, are you here to collect my body?" "The first time I heard someone curse like this, I wanted to laugh, it turned out that the rescue vehicle is not available now, and it will be three hours before it comes. But it's almost dark this day, the night wind is blowing, let Monsoon wait here alone for three hours, if there is any accident, or the rescue vehicle can't arrive after three hours, then it will be troublesome, if she is not tired to death, she will freeze to death, Monsoon insists on walking, I also think she should go with us. But at the speed of the monsoon, we must not be able to return to the town before dark, Uncle Guo wants to chase the first two teammates, I firmly disagree, at this time I can't agree to throw the next monsoon, although strictly speaking she is not our teammate. At my insistence, Uncle Guo had to accompany the two of us slowly.

There are more than 20 kilometers from the immobile nailing to the town, as far as the monsoon body at that time, no one believes that she can walk, but although she walks slowly, she insists on walking all the way, until finally she reaches a small village two kilometers away from the town, at this time it is completely dark, and the monsoon at this time looks like it is more breathless than the dead, she really can't walk, she has no choice, she found a car in the village to send the three of us to the town together.

Monsoon insisted, it was she who dragged me and Uncle Guo to the present, so the fare must be borne by her alone, and I didn't fight with her. Although we didn't finish the whole way, Monsoon's spirit of perseverance is very valuable, and I think that if I were nailed without moving, I would definitely not leave. But she insisted.

When she arrived in the town, the innkeeper did not leave a bed for her because she had called on the road to book the accommodation for Monsoon, and she was thrown on the street to die, so she had to ask Uncle Guo again to ask him to stay with our driver and give his bed to Monsoon.

There is already only one breath left, but when I get to the room, Monsoon is not in a hurry to rest, but he must take a shower before going to bed, which is really a cleanliness monster. Seeing her lying on the bed and breathing weakly, I was really afraid that she would not wake up tomorrow, but there was no doctor in the town at night at all, and she vomited as soon as she took the medicine. No, I had to stay awake and listen to her breathing to make sure she was still alive, until she let out a faint snoring and I fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, Monsoon had already gotten up for breakfast, and she seemed to be alive. After breakfast, we continued our Northern Tibetan Ring Road, and Monsoon had to go back to Lhasa to form a team to go to Everest, and I told her that Everest was very cold, and she would definitely not be able to wear thin clothes (we all had large bags and small bags, Monsoon only had a backpack of more than ten liters, and it seemed that there were no thick clothes in it). But her answer was, "I've always been a jacket to go around the world." "It's still the same nonchalant look.

Contact her in the evening to return to Lhasa? How's your body doing? She replied: "I have come back from the Potala Palace, and I am chatting with two travelers in the hostel!" Depart Everest tomorrow. “

I couldn't help but think to myself, "What a demon." They almost died, and they still looked indifferent, they should eat and play. “