Zhang Xiaolong, who was carrying a travel bag and wearing sunglasses, and Hou Ying, who was wearing loose casual clothes and a sun hat, began to visit each scenic spot. First they went to the Three Pagodas of Dali, and then to Tianlong Babu Film and Television City. The two took photos with their cameras.
They saw less scenery and asked someone to take some photos for them. It was almost twelve o'clock when they came out of the film and television city. After having dinner at a relatively high-end restaurant, they went to climb Cangshan Mountain, which is more than 4,000 meters above sea level.
, the top of Cangshan Mountain is covered with snow all year round and is covered with white flowers. It is majestic and beautiful. The two of them took a crane to Zhonghe Temple halfway up the mountain. After burning incense, they walked around various stalls and some safe paths and watched the blue sky from the observation deck.
Erhai Lake... overlooking the huge city scenery below, I took a lot of photos again before going down the mountain with unfulfilled interest.
They didn't take the crane when going down the mountain. They walked on the stone path. Hou Ying walked very slowly along the way. She kept taking pictures of some strange-looking pine trees with her digital camera. She was worthy of being a professional travel expert. Zhang Xiaolong
Carrying her salute, he was walking behind like a follower. He had good physical strength, but his temper was a bit unbearable. After all, he was still worried. But looking at Hou Ying's carefree and happy look, Zhang Xiaolong was heartbroken.
Hou Ying asked her to go out to play with her, but Zhang Xiaolong did not refuse, nor did he think of refusing. Hou Ying asked him to get along with her like Zhang Ying, but he couldn't do it because he knew that wouldn't be possible.
It's very possible. During some years in the Holy Mountain, Zhang Xiaolong and Zhang Ying were childhood sweethearts. They played and played very casually. When he was happy, Zhang Xiaolong would pick her up and dance with her hands and feet, and Zhang Ying would act coquettishly and affectionately in front of him.
Calling Brother Xiaolong, when puberty arrived, the two began to try kissing, touching each other, and exploring the mystery...
Although Hou Ying looks exactly like Zhang Ying, she is not Zhang Ying after all. She does not have the experiences that Zhang Ying had with her. Zhang Xiaolong is sober now. He is very realistic and will not indulge in vain fantasies, let alone pursue those ethereal things.
In his eyes, Hou Ying is Hou Ying and can never replace the dead Zhang Ying, but he will treat Hou Ying as well as Zhang Ying, and will even try to like her, as long as it is Hou Ying's request.
Zhang Xiaolong will try his best to satisfy whatever he can do, even if the price is his own life. Of course, Zhang Xiaolong will not express his feelings to Hou Ying, let alone tell her what he wants to do.
That would lose its meaning.
"Xiaolong, why do I always see you looking so worried? Are you thinking about Kurogane...or are you unhappy about coming out with me?"
"No, I'm quite happy. I just like to watch you taking photos. It's very cute. I really have nothing to worry about. Come on, show me the photos you took."
After walking down the mountain for a long time, it was less than a third of the way down. Hou Ying took a lot of photos of the scenery she liked. When she was tired, she found a piece of grass on the side of the road and sat down, feeling that the journey was boring.
Zhang Xiaolong spoke in a fluent voice. Zhang Xiaolong saw her taking photos all the way, and his eyes kept following the rotation of the camera lens in her hand. Coming out of the mountains, he was not interested in these mountains and rivers, but when Hou Ying fixed those
When the picture was placed in front of his eyes, he had to be amazed. Some things are one thing to see with the eyes, but another thing to freeze the picture, and some perfect things only exist for that moment, and may never be seen again.
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"It's beautiful, Xiaoying. These photos you took are so beautiful. Look, like this one, the mountain stream and the water look very ordinary to me, but when I look at the camera, they seem to have come to life. In fact,
It’s so beautiful.” Zhang Xiaolong looked at the photos in the camera and praised.
Hou Ying smiled brightly, raised her small mouth, and said proudly like a little woman: "That's for sure, even if you don't look at who took the photo, let me tell you, in the past few years, I have traveled to many tourist attractions all over the country.
I have tens of thousands of photos of scenic spots and historic sites at home. The ones I took today are not the best. Among all the photos I took, including those of mountains, streams, and waterfalls, my favorite ones were taken in Jiuzhaigou.
Among those photos, although Jiuzhaigou Valley is not the most scenic, my favorite is the landscape photos there. They are absolutely perfect. I will show them to you when I have time."
"Well, you must see it. Remember to show it to me later." Zhang Xiaolong agreed. In fact, what Zhang Xiaolong was most afraid of was Hou Ying asking him about what happened in the Holy Mountain. Now that he successfully changed the topic, he was of course happy to cooperate. But Hou Ying
Ying's eyes rolled around, as if she could see through his mind at a glance, and then she changed the topic back.
After Zhang Xiaolong finished flipping through the photos, she pretended to be tired from walking, inadvertently rested her head on his shoulder, looked ahead and asked softly: "Xiaolong, can you tell me about the Holy Mountain? You and my sister
How did she live, was it painful when she died, and was Zhang Tiansheng good to you?"
The moment his hair brushed his face, Zhang Xiaolong seemed to be petrified. A faint fragrance passed into his nose, rushing through the nerves in his brain, causing him to instantly enter an ethereal state. It took him a moment to react.
"The old man was very kind to us, but also very harsh. He treated us like his own grandchildren. He taught me and Xiaoying how to read, write, martial arts, and some principles on how to deal with others." Zhang Xiaolong recalled and murmured,
"I have not been interested in some Feng Shui and numerology things since I was a child. No matter how hard I was pushed, it was of no use. Only Xiaoying learned 30% from Old Man Zao. Xiaoying and I are the closest relatives, we are like brothers and sisters.
, more important than siblings, valuing each other more than valuing one's own life. I remember when I was ten years old, I was imprisoned by the old man for three days. At that time, my legs were shaking from hunger and my eyes were black. Xiaoying risked her life and jumped over
Cliff came to the cave and brought me steamed buns. That time she clicked and fell off. Later, when the old man found out, he punished her severely. Another time, I stole the potatoes from the residents of Shengshan Village, and the villagers chased me with hoes.
Very far away, and then I ran to Old Man Zao to complain, and the result... After I was put in solitary confinement, Old Man Zao asked me to kill some wild animals to show off to the villagers. That time Xiaoying and I met a black blind man weighing more than 400 pounds. Xiaoying
The legs of her trousers were caught by thorns and she couldn't run away. Seeing that the black bear was about to catch up, she shouted with tears in her eyes to let me go first, but I was not willing to leave. I rushed over as quickly as possible to save Xiaoying, but
But I was slapped on the shoulder by the black blind man, and finally escaped. When I was thirteen years old, Xiaoying kissed me, and from then on..."
During the process of recalling and narrating, Zhang Xiaolong's face was sometimes full of happy smiles, and sometimes full of pain. Hou Ying listened quietly. She could see the relationship between the two from his expression and words, and at the same time, she also saw hope. Tian
If heaven is sentimental, he is an old man; if he is ruthless, he is not human. Only those with sentiments can see hope.
When Zhang Xiaolong talked about the moment of Zhang Ying's death, his eyes were obviously wet. Hou Ying did not comfort him, because she knew that this was a person's emotional vent, and he needed to release his feelings to get out of the shadow. Her hand gently held his arm.
, her head buried even tighter on his shoulder.
The two sat on the grass for nearly half an hour. After Zhang Xiaolong finished telling the story, he sat for a long time until his mood calmed down. Hou Ying gave him a sweet smile.
"Xiaolong, I have been in trouble for you in the past few years. I didn't expect that your feelings for your sister are so deep." Hou Ying said calmly, "But you can't always be immersed in the past. When you are alive, you always have to look forward.
I think the main reason why you have no ambition is because although you have walked out of the Holy Mountain, your heart still lives in the Holy Mountain. You must get out of this shadow as soon as possible, even if it is for yourself, so as not to harm the people around you.
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Zhang Xiaolong nodded but said nothing.
Hou Ying added: "Xiaolong, I can play the role of my sister to help you get out of this shadow. If you think it's appropriate, I can do whatever my sister can do. The most important thing is to be able to help you."
"Is it appropriate?"
Zhang Xiaolong stared at her without blinking, "Do you think it's appropriate? If I can't help but kiss you, or even... you, can you do this? Are you willing to sacrifice yourself just to help me? Are you really
Do you think that this will make me forget the woman I have lived with day and night for fifteen years? Do you think..."
Bo!
Before he finished speaking, Hou Ying pressed her gentle mouth on his face and looked at him innocently. The two faced each other, less than fifty centimeters apart. Zhang Xiaolong was once again shocked by Hou Ying's actions. Zhang Xiaolong's brain
He seemed to have stopped for a moment, and he could not continue to say the next words. He knew what kind of person Hou Ying was. She had always been single and rarely interacted with the opposite sex. But now, in order to help him, the other party actually took the initiative on the roadside where people were passing by.
Gave my first kiss!
Shocked!
Zhang Xiaolong was completely shocked by her.
"I can do it. As long as it is something I think is worthwhile, I can do it. I believe in my sister, and I believe in you Zhang Xiaolong even more." Hou Ying's expression was still so plain, but Zhang Xiaolong could see it in her eyes.
Seriously, she was definitely not joking.
A woman who has never been in love and has never had contact with the opposite sex, a rich lady worth tens of millions, is so fond of a man who is penniless, has no fighting spirit, has no grand ideals and ambitions, Zhang Xiaolong suddenly feels confused.
The pear was so big... so big that it felt like he was about to suffocate. However, at this moment, he only saw those clear eyes, the moist cherry mouth, and the fair and flawless face, facing her eyes,
He slowly moved his head over.
When their lips touched each other and their tongues intertwined, Hou Ying's whole body trembled slightly. She did not avoid it and tried her best to cooperate with Zhang Xiaolong's increasingly domineering lips and the one that had already embraced her.
The palms of their waists were on the grass beside the crowded road, and the two of them just sat there, caressing each other, and were intoxicated.
Sitting on the bluestone pier not far above them was a young man who looked very polite, wearing a duck-bill hat and carrying a travel bag, holding a camera in his hand. Every move and intimate scene between Zhang Xiaolong and Hou Ying was frozen in the
Zhang Xiaolong didn't notice anything in his camera. After all, there were too many people traveling to Dali with cameras to take pictures. They were everywhere on the street. Only Hou Ying occasionally observed him.