wilderness

"Phew, it's comfortable! Oh? What are you looking at, Xiao Chen? Let's go!" The driver became refreshed after coming out of the toilet, waved to Chen Qing, and got into the car ahead of time.

From the corner of his eyes, Gu Beiqiao caught a glimpse of the young man in the navy blue military coat who was still standing downstairs looking up, and couldn't help frowning.The man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, sharp edges and corners, and was born with a three-point strength. At this moment, he kept staring at him for some reason. His eyes were really creepy, so he had to turn his back.

Chen Qing opened his mouth at the bottom, and after a long time he called out in disbelief: "Qiaoqiao?"

Gu Beiqiao thought to himself: Qiaoqiao?Is this calling me?Why did he know me?He turned his head to look at the man downstairs, the snowflakes were falling from the top of his head, and the snow flakes stuck to the ends of his short hair, but he didn't care.

When Chen Qing saw Gu Beiqiao looking at him, the fatigue of the past few days was swept away, and he stretched out his hand upstairs, as if he wanted to touch his face through the air.

The girl standing with Raj stood up at this moment, quietly grabbed Raj's sleeve and said softly, "He seems to know your brother Tashi?"

Raj whispered "I don't know", and the two looked at Chen Qing curiously.

Chen Qing smiled at her: "Of course I know him, his name is Gu Beiqiao, he is not your Tashi brother."

Raj's face turned red suddenly, and she snorted angrily, "You're talking nonsense!" She shouted upstairs, "Brother Tashi, do you know him?"

Gu Beiqiao shook his head, leaned against the railing and looked into the distance again.

Raj's red cheeks bulged in an arc, and she smiled at Chen Qing: "It seems that you have identified the wrong person!"

"Impossible!" Chen Qing looked at Gu Beiqiao, "Qiaoqiao, it's me!"

Gu Beiqiao looked at him again, the boy's lips were a little pale from the cold in the snow, and the worry that couldn't be hidden in his black and white eyes was clear.Looking at it this way, he looks a lot like the boy in the dream, but he won't be him.Gu Beiqiao sighed in disappointment, it was all fake, how could it be him?

Chen Qing raised his head and said warmly to him: "Qiaoqiao, come down."

Gu Beiqiao first lay on the railing and thought for a while, then went downstairs and walked towards him.

Chen Qing stretched out his hand to grab him, and wanted to ask him what happened these days, but Gu Beiqiao took a step back to avoid his hand.

"Who are you?" Gu Beiqiao asked doubtfully standing under the eaves.

"Cuba, so you can talk?" The two little girls were taken aback.

Chen Qing was more surprised than them, "You really don't know me anymore?"

Gu Beiqiao shook his head blankly.

Chen Qing looked at his familiar eyebrows and looked a little at a loss. He took Gu Beiqiao's hand and whispered, "I'm so stupid...how could you forget me..."

"Stupid?" Gu Beiqiao recalled all the things in the past, looked him up and down again, and then shook his head: "You are not him..." This is not the voice of a fool.

Chen Qing anxiously explained: "I am," he took Gu Beiqiao's hand and put it on his head, and let him touch his ears, "I'm just stupid..."

Gu Beiqiao pinched the fleshy earlobe and fell into confusion, "Is it you?"

Chen Qing nodded heavily, and said softly: "It's me, I'm here to find you!"

Gu Beiqiao looked at him and then at a snow-capped mountain under the distant sky, he said in a trance: "You are here..." It turned out that he was really still there.

Chen Qing didn't know who he was talking to, so he gently turned his face and looked at him, "I'm here, let's go back."

Gu Beiqiao suddenly came back to his senses, and smiled at him, "Are you stupid?"

Chen Qing looked at his smile, and the snowy prairie seemed to have spring slowly sprouting, and a warm current surged, "It's me..."

Looking at the two teenagers holding hands in the snow, Raj felt inexplicably agitated, as if she felt threatened, she pushed Chen Qing away forcefully, and held Gu Beiqiao's arm intimately, "Brother Zhaxi, let's go find him." Dad!"

Gu Beiqiao let her hold her arm, glanced at Chen Qing, a trace of bewilderment flashed in his eyes, "Stupid Qing?"

Chen Qing raised his eyebrows, and was about to pull him over when two whistles sounded behind him.

"Xiao Chen, what are you doing? You don't want to leave when you see a pretty girl?" The driver at the door waited in the car, but he didn't see him coming up, so he opened the window and shouted at him.

Chen Qing turned around and shouted: "Wait for me a little longer!"

While speaking, Raj had already pulled Gu Beiqiao into the house, he hurriedly followed, stepped on the creaking wooden stairs to the second floor, lifted the thick curtain, and entered a room that looked like a living room Room.

The room is warm and cozy. The walls and cabinets are covered with painted murals, which depict the eight auspicious treasures wrapped around cirrus clouds. There are also several Thangkas embroidered with six-character mottos on the walls.

In the center of the living room sat a middle-aged uncle, wearing traditional Tibetan clothes, with a dark complexion, and was sitting around the stove warming up.

"Abba!" Raj pulled Gu Beiqiao up to him and said happily, "Cuba can talk!"

The Tibetan uncle who was called Abba by Raj looked at this side, "Really? Cuba, you can talk?"

Gu Beiqiao nodded.

"Great!" The uncle smiled, and then noticed another person coming in, and frowned and looked behind him, "Raj, who is this guest?"

Raj curled his lips and shook his head, unwilling to introduce more.

Chen Qing leaned forward by himself, "Hi Uncle, my name is Chen Qing, and I'm Qiaoqiao's friend."

The uncle took a look at him, then told Raj to move two stools for them to sit down, and asked, "Are you his friend? His name is Qiaoqiao?"

Chen Qing thought for a while, "Well... his name is Gu Beiqiao, but why is he at your house?"

The uncle frowned and recalled: "I picked up Cuba in the snow... At that time, the grassland just started to snow, and our herdsmen had to drive the yaks and horses down the mountain to pen up, and then go up the mountain to graze next spring. My father and I My son Duoji drove the cattle down the mountain, Guori ran ahead, and after a while it came back with something in its mouth. It is a very spiritual Tibetan Mastiff. I have raised it for eight years, and sometimes it will pick up some mice. put it in front of us, but this time it turned out to be a personal backpack. Guori put down the things and yelled at us a few times, then turned and ran in another direction. It has never been like this before. Dorji said that Guori We found something, so we followed it on horseback and took a look. When we got to a slope, we saw a person lying in the snow. This person was Cuba... At that time, his face was purple and he didn’t move. , but luckily I still had some breath. I fed him a sip of barley wine on my waist, took off my sheepskin coat, wrapped him up and put him on the horse's back, and the horse carried him home..."

Chen Qing looked at Gu Beiqiao, who was adding firewood to the stove expressionlessly, as if what he was talking about was not his own business.

The uncle continued: "After I came back, I found Duoji's old clothes for him. He slept for three days. When he woke up, he didn't say a word. When we asked him what he just shook his head and nodded, we all thought he was dumb. Just call him Cuba...Maybe all this is the guidance of the real Buddha. Raj likes him, so I asked him if he would like to go up the mountain with me to release yaks for three years, he nodded, and I am ready to let him marry Raj in three years. Ji is now my son-in-law..."

Chen Qing lowered his head and picked Gu Beiqiao's palm, feeling a little sad for no reason.

"But since he has family and friends, we can't force him to stay. You can take him away." The uncle waved his hand.

Raj was listening, his expression changed, and he tugged on his sleeve, "Abba!"

The uncle glared at her, "Go downstairs."

Raj stomped his feet aggrievedly, and left a sentence: "I'll call my elder brother!" Turned around and ran away.

The uncle spread his hands on the stove, "Don't leave him to such a dangerous place alone in the future."

Chen Qing nodded solemnly, "Definitely not."

After thanking the Tibetan uncle, Chen Qing took Gu Beiqiao downstairs, and just as he reached the door, a strong young man walked up to him, holding a rope in his hand, and a half-human man was tied to the other end of the rope. Tall black mastiff.

Raj grabbed the young man's arm, pointed at Chen Qing and said, "Brother, it's him!"

Laji's elder brother, Duoji, glared at Chen Qing, shook the rope in his hand, and shouted: "Guori!" The ferocious Tibetan mastiff immediately bowed its head and bared its teeth at Chen Qing. Voice.

Guori is eight years old this year. He is in his prime. His fur is black and fluffy. With his roar, the house almost trembles.

Chen Qing stood in front to protect Gu Beiqiao, the road ahead was blocked by two people and a dog, and the atmosphere was tense.

At this time, the uncle's voice came from upstairs, "Duoji, let them go!"

Duoji pursed his lips when he heard his father's voice. He looked at Chen Qing, shook the rope in his hand again after a long while, and saw that Guori, who was still fierce just now, obediently withdrew his fangs obediently, and slapped him lazily. If you yawn, move aside, leaving a passage for people to walk through.

Raj shook his brother's arm and pouted dissatisfiedly.

Dorje shook his head, "Don't make Dad angry."

Chen Qingchong and the two nodded, and pulled Gu Beiqiao out of the door smoothly.

The driver was still waiting at the intersection, and when he saw someone finally came, he urged, "I said you can figure it out, I thought you were left as sons-in-law by the locals!"

As soon as Chen Qing came out, he was shivered by the cold outside. He rubbed his palms, took off his military overcoat and put it on Gu Beiqiao, and smiled at him, "It's so cold here, let's go back."

Gu Beiqiao looked at his sparkling eyes and pointed canine teeth, and nodded.When he was about to get into the car, Chen Qing opened the car door for him, but he heard a voice shouting, "Cuba!" He turned his head and saw the uncle leaning on the wooden railing on the second-floor platform of the small building, holding a Pot of highland barley wine, congratulate each other from afar: "Tashi Dele!"

A gust of wind blew by, and the colorful prayer flags engraved with scriptures beside the road fluttered.

Gu Beiqiaoli put his palms together in the wind and snow, and replied, "Tashi Dele."

When the driver saw the two of them, he hurriedly said, "What? You didn't abduct someone's daughter, but abducted someone's son?"

Chen Qing clasped Gu Beiqiao's hand and smiled brightly, "It's not someone else's, it's mine!"

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