Xiao Yichen was always holding her hand by his side, fearing that she would run away if he let go. Seeing her immersed in the beautiful scenery of Lhasa, he was very relieved and felt that his temporary decision was right.
The two just left their luggage in the hotel and started going shopping, even though they were tired from the long journey, they didn't even take a break.
Just a short walk from the hotel is the lively Bajiao Street, which is bustling with Tibetans and tourists. The afternoon sun on the plateau is very dazzling, and it is hot on the skin, and it turns into a slight sting after a while.
The two of them didn't bring sunscreen because they were in a hurry. Xiao Yichen put his coat on Xie Yunshu, otherwise her chiffon short-sleeved arms would peel off after being worn for a day. They each bought a wide-brimmed woven straw hat and sunglasses to wear.
On the way, I got used to the warm sunshine of the plateau.
Bajiao Street is like a pedestrian mall, with all kinds of gadgets. Jewelry made of turquoise and red coral stone, pendants carved from wood, decorative ornaments made of animal feathers and furs. There are also butter tea, highland barley cakes, and highland barley wine.
While waiting for snacks, there was a restaurant just a few steps down the street. Walking down the street, Xie Yunshu had already bought a small piece of Tibetan-style jewelry, and his stomach was half full.
Tibetan and Tibetan-accented Mandarin are heard on the streets, as well as accents from all over the country. Most of them are vendors bargaining with tourists and locals chatting.
Xiao Yichen stayed by her side quietly. After walking down the street, he saw that her sad look from the past few days gradually dissipated and finally turned into a bright smile that came from the bottom of his heart. He finally felt relieved.
Sitting in a corner shop to rest, Xie Yunshu was holding pancakes made of mashed potatoes in one hand and rich butter tea in the other. He was enjoying the food and lamented that airplanes should also have such special food.
She turned to look at him, looking at herself silently, and asked doubtfully: "Yichen, aren't you hungry? Let's have a piece." Then she handed him the potato pancakes in the brown paper bag in her hand.
He didn't take it, but took her hand and took a bite. After chewing and swallowing, he sighed leisurely: "If I knew you would be so happy when you got here, I would have brought you here long ago." He also let her nest.
Being unhappy at home for several days is a waste of time.
She cast her sights on the street outside the store and said matter-of-factly: "Don't you see that there isn't a single unhappy person on the street? Even the old man who can't sell anything is smoking leisurely cigarettes." It seems that everyone here seems to be happy.
People are all destined to be carefree.
He responded with a smile: "Well, you should be happy when you get here." Didn't he take her to escape to such a paradise to relax, in order to eliminate her pre-marital phobia, and the effect was very good.
Xie Yunshu thought he was still hungry, so she turned to look at the dishes in the small shop and suggested: "We didn't have a good lunch, so let's order some side dishes here." In a place with such ethnic customs, she would certainly not go back to the hotel again.
Eat the same foods.
"Okay, whatever you like." He didn't mind eating in such a small shop. Since she liked the snacks here, of course it was up to her.
The city of Lhasa is not big. After the two of them walked around for dinner, the sky gradually darkened and the temperature quietly dropped a lot. That's how it is on the plateau, where the temperature difference between day and night is huge.
Xie Yunshu felt the coolness in the air, and the night breeze took away the body temperature. The Tibetans on the street were all wearing the sleeves they had taken off during the day. Looking at him holding his arms, he was only wearing a shirt, and then stopped
We took a stroll, stopped playing, and took a taxi back to the hotel where we were staying.
Xiao Yichen saw all her movements and said nothing, while the arms around her shoulders tightened.
She still cares about him and cares about him, even if she doesn't understand her own heart and is hesitant about the important step she is about to take.
At night, after washing up, the two of them slept together on the big hotel bed. Xie Yunshu was tired from shopping all day and fell asleep within two minutes. Xiao Yichen stared at her sleeping face and her breathing through the streetlight outside the window.
Qian Qian, just in front of his chest, leaning in his arms, like a docile little white rabbit.
She is always so beautiful, making people feel honored to be close to her. He wants to give her all his love and commitment, but she seems to be still tied to the past. I wonder if this trip to Tibet can help her clean up the past.
, find your true heart?
Early the next morning, the two went to the Jokhang Temple. In the early morning light, the Jokhang Temple was already busy.
Even though they got up early, everyone was in good spirits. There were many young monks wearing brown and red robes, all sitting neatly, row after row chanting Sanskrit music that they could not understand. Their expressions were serious and serious, and they were not impressed at all.
Others disturbed me, but deep in the hall, in the middle, there were many elderly monks sitting, who should be the masters of the young monks.
Many Tibetans knelt on the cement field outside the temple. There were no mats or futons, but they all knelt down to worship, as if they were citizens of heaven and earth, in contact with the earth without any grudges.
Xie Yunshu was infected by them and worshiped with them without any formality. He knelt on the ground with small gravels and knocked his forehead on the ground without paying any attention to the dust.
Xiao Yichen, who was beside her, also knelt down with her, bowed respectfully three times, then clasped his hands together and made a wish and prayed with her.
After worshiping outside the main hall, Xie Yunshu and he divided into two groups to visit the Jokhang Temple. Tibetan-style temples are different from those in the mainland. The thick walls are painted white and brown with colorful vertical stripes. Prayer flags are on the roof.
Flying in the persistent strong winds on the plateau.
Turning out of a corridor, there is another Dharma Hall in front of you, but it is much smaller than the main hall. There is an old monk inside, flipping through a yellowed book of scriptures facing the door, followed by a young lama behind him, who is immersed in copying scriptures.
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Xie Yunshu stood at the door and looked at them. For a moment, the old monk raised his head from his book, stared at her, and waved.
She was a little surprised that the other party greeted her, but she walked into the temple quietly, sat down on the futon opposite the old monk, and clasped her hands together as a greeting.
The other party returned the favor, took out two strings of Buddhist beads from the bamboo basket beside him and handed them to Xie Yunshu. He said in a low voice: "May the loving light of the Buddha bless you and your loved ones." The words were spoken in a strong Tibetan style,
Xie Yunshu still understood.
Xie Yunshu was flattered, took the two strings of Buddhist beads, clasped her hands together again, and said thank you: "Thank you, Master." The voice seemed a bit abrupt in the quiet hall, and she was really afraid that she would break the tranquility and harmony here.
The old monk said nothing more, and turned his eyes to the scroll and began to recite the scriptures in a low voice. Xie Yunshu respectfully bowed to the gilded Buddha statue in the hall before exiting the hall.
As soon as he walked through the courtyard and entered the courtyard, he saw Xiao Yichen standing under the camellia tree. When he heard the footsteps, he looked over. Seeing that it was her who had circled around to meet him, he moved towards her.