"Mingyao, what are you going to do next? Will you come back to Chengdu with me?"
Now is the second day after I returned to the earthly world. I had a day off that day. At noon, I booked a private room in a hotel in Lhasa, and then called Li Mingyao, Su Xue, and Wu Zhicong.
Li Mingyao had already established a relationship with Su Xue at this time. The two sat together. Li Mingyao smiled and looked at Su Xue next to him, shook his head and said: "No, there is no point in going back. I want to stay in Tibet, and
Su Xue has returned to live in Milin County. I am almost thirty now and I don’t have the energy like you anymore. I just want to live in peace and contentment."
I forced a smile, nodded, and said nothing more. Indeed, for Li Mingyao, this may be the life he expected. In fact, it was the life I had been looking forward to. It was only a long time later that I realized that it turned out that
It was when Lee Ming Yew and Wu Zhicong competed for the supporting role that Lee Ming Yao did not get the affirmation of Luck. However, this is not a bad thing for him, but a good thing. He can live peacefully and not go anywhere.
, every place is haunted.
"Brother Mingyao, you are wrong. How can you value sex over friends? On behalf of our party, I seriously despise you." Wu Zhicong seemed to be in a good mood. After drinking a glass of wine, he smiled bitterly and said: "You're the one who's doing it yourself."
Live a good life, if one day I want to live in seclusion like you, it would be a good idea for me to bring my little spirit to live with you in Tibet."
Li Mingyao nodded, smiled and said, "Okay, if you come here, we can buy a big house together. That would be great."
"Xiao Jiu, what about you? You were about eighteen or nine when I met you. After so many years, you should be almost twenty-six or seven. What are your plans for the future? Brother
Let me give you a piece of advice. Catching ghosts should not be regarded as a lifetime career. You see, usually you almost lose your life when you encounter a ghost. It's okay to be young now, but it would be bad to hurt your bones when you get older, right?
"
"I understand too." I nodded and sighed secretly. I still have to go to the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum to find the key to eternity. In fact, now I have lost the goal of going to eternity, or I don't know.
Why did I go to Eternity? I used to want to find Qiuxiang, but now, I don’t know why. I know in my heart that my feelings for Qiuxiang have not changed, but there is an extra Su Daji in my heart. Although I really want to lie to myself and say that I don’t like her,
But when I think about what happened at Naihe Bridge, hey~
"I, I also want to be like you, find a small place, take the person you like, have a baby, plant some soil, have a drink if you have nothing to do, and when the child grows up, teach him how to pick up girls if he is a son, and teach him how to pick up girls if he is a daughter.
She, uh, just teach her whatever she wants." I sighed, it's easy to say, no matter what, I still have to go to the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, I don't know whether I will live or die.
"Actually, I have another idea, that is, how are you going to deal with the matter between Su Daji and Qiuxiang?" Li Mingyao looked at me with a serious face and asked: "Although this is your personal question, it is not easy for me to ask, but as you
Brother, I still have to ask."
"I have an idea in my mind. Some time ago, Brenda Living Buddha gave me a thing called Wangqing Water..." I then told about the Wangqing Water and what I wanted Su Daji and me to drink.
Unexpectedly, Wu Zhicong suddenly stood up, slammed the table and stared, "What the hell? Is that bastard really going to do such a harm to you? Damn it, I'll beat him up."
After Wu Zhicong finished speaking, he was about to walk out. I quickly stood up and pulled him hard and said, "Why are you so crazy? He is a living Buddha. If you beat him, can you leave Tibet?"
Wu Zhicong glared at me and said: "Fuck, anyway, if you want Sister Su to lose her memory or get out of here as soon as possible, I will be the first to disagree. Sister Su is such a nice person, she is beautiful, and she has nothing to say to you.
You said, where can you find such a good girl? What else do you want to do to pretend to make her forget you? You think too highly of yourself, and I just don’t agree with her anyway." Wu Zhicong scolded angrily.
Wu Zhicong made me feel very depressed. I frowned and yelled: "Don't I understand what you are saying? I understand. I understand that she is good to me. I can only blame Qiuxiang. If I have two feet, I
Can you forgive me?"
"I can be the first to kill you." Wu Zhicong said without hesitation: "Anyway, you can't break the hearts of Sister Qiuxiang and Sister Su, and you can't stand on both sides, otherwise I will never forgive you.
You think of your own method!"
"Brenda Living Buddha has already figured out the Forgetting Water." I frowned and sighed, "Forgetting me is not necessarily a bad thing. She can still be friends with us."
"Fuck you, you damn thing, who made you be so promiscuous as to hook up with Sister Su?" Wu Zhicong cursed, but he didn't oppose Wangqingshui as much as he did just now. Yes, he also forgot about it.
Qiuxiang's pure presence, Qiuxiang has not appeared in my life for too long, one year? Two years? It seems to be almost two years.
Although Wu Zhicong objected before, his confidence weakened after I mentioned Qiuxiang. Qiuxiang, Su Daji, any one of them he wanted to be my wife, but this guy who has two feet on his own will definitely not agree.
Wu Zhicong and I argued for a while, and the dinner table became quiet. I was the only one who kept drinking beer. Li Mingyao looked at me and smiled and said, "I actually don't know Su Daji, nor have I ever been in contact with him."
, I separated from you last time because Su Daji was about to unblock her, so I don’t know what happened in the middle, but Qiuxiang is a really nice girl, and I agree with your decision."
"Hey, you don't know how good Sister Su is to this guy." Wu Zhicong glared at me and cursed, but did not continue.
This meal was quite tasteless. Maybe it’s because I’m not used to the taste of Tibetan food, or maybe it’s because Qiuxiang and Su Daji were unhappy, but the most important thing is that this was the last meal we had together with Lee Mingyao.
When Li Mingyao went to the hotel, he told us that he and Su Xue had bought their tickets to go back and were ready to leave Lhasa. They came to Lhasa this time to see me.
Even though I might not be able to come back from my visit to Emperor Qin’s Mausoleum this time, and it might be the last time I see Lee Mingyao, I still don’t show the reluctance I had in the past, because Lee Mingyao has lived a life that I have dreamed of countless times.