Baima Weiyang

In the narrow streets of Drepung Monastery, faint lights flickered.The cold night wind blew the signboard flags of the shops on both sides, and flapped the richly colored fragrant cloth on the top of the window wantonly.

I pulled back my gaze, and my eyes fell on the uneven bluestone slab.The warm yellow light shines through the narrow windows, casting black and twisted shadows on the window lattices.A gust of cold wind blows, and I can't help but shiver.He stretched his arms around his body tightly, and shrank towards the rough wall, but there was no place to block the wind outside the Gesang Tavern, no matter where he shrank, he would still feel the same freezing.

Zhaxi Pingcuo has been sitting in the tavern for a whole day, and I have been getting wind of it at this door all day.I knew he was still in a calm mood, but I didn't dare to go in, so I could only wait outside the door, and occasionally my eyes drifted in. Every time, he drank bowl after bowl of white wine vigorously.Although I know that he can drink a lot, but drinking like this desperately, no one can bear it.

"Alas—" I sighed softly, tightened my robe, and sat for so long, but the bluestone board was still cold.Fortunately, at this time, there were no customers in the tavern, and there were not many pedestrians on the road, so I was able to sit on the ground with peace of mind.

The enthusiastic proprietress Wang Mu came out again. Seeing me cowering, she squatted down with a look of reluctance, "My sister, go in and confess my mistake to you. Being so stiff is not a solution."

I can't remember how many times this is the comfort, but even if the outside has become an icehouse, I don't want to go in.It seems that only by squatting here like a tortoise, can I relieve my inner guilt.

Wangmo always thought that we were a young couple arguing, and I didn't bother to explain, but she, who was always enthusiastic, insisted on pulling me in.

"No, no, no, he has a big temper, I don't dare to go in rashly..." I was dragged and dragged, holding onto the door frame with both hands.Seeing me like this, Wang Mu couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, "I've been running the shop for so long, but I've never seen you so afraid of your husband."

I twitched the corners of my mouth in embarrassment, and sighed at her again, "Miss Boss, thank you for your kindness. But this time I made a big mistake, and he will definitely not forgive me."

"What did you do wrong? So unforgivable?" Wangmo leaned over with a look of surprise.

Tashi Pingcuo turned his head sideways when he heard the sound, and glanced at me coldly.My heart froze, I ran out of the door and leaned against the wall a few steps before I dared to slide down slowly.

The night wind in Lhasa is really cool, but it seems that only when it blows unobstructed, the heart will not be so cold... "Ah--" I sniffed and shivered.Holding the robe tightly with both hands, just about to bend his knees, suddenly, a pair of soapy black Tibetan boots stopped in front of his eyes.I was taken aback, and quickly raised my head.

"Get up." Tashi Pingcuo glanced at me impatiently, then turned around and walked towards the dimly lit narrow path.I immediately got up from the ground, and was trying to catch up, but my arms were grabbed from behind, and I turned my head strangely, facing Wangmu's smiling face.

She shook my arm, "Sister-in-law, although your husband-in-law is cold, it can be seen that he still loves you very much. In the life of a young couple, quarrels and quarrels are inevitable, just talk about it. "

"I see. Ma'am, thank you!" I squeezed out a smile, said goodbye to her hurriedly, and then hurriedly chased in the direction Tashi Phuncuo was walking.He didn't walk fast, and I almost caught up with him after a few steps.It's just that there was some distance in the middle, I hesitated, and I still didn't dare to move forward.

"Come here!" Tashi Pingcuo's cold voice came.I ran up without daring to be negligent, and quickly stood beside him, my eyes carefully scanning his face.His expression was still icy, under the reflection of the moonlight, his face was slightly pale, and those black jade-like eyes were slightly tired.

My heart ached, I hurriedly lowered my head, and concealedly crushed the gravel beside my feet.

"Do you really have to think clearly?" The cold voice swayed like an iron horse with the wind.I was taken aback, and looked up at him. For some reason, Tashi Pingcuo at that moment could not coincide with every aspect of his past in my mind... I still chose to nod while I was dazed.

Tashi Pingcuo looked at me indifferently, his eyes became more and more complicated, "This road is not going well, don't you regret it?"

"I don't regret it." I slowly shook my head, maybe no one knows better than me how difficult this road is.But I really don't regret it, at least not now.I blinked, tears slid down my cheeks, "I'm sorry..."

Tashi Pingcuo looked away and did not speak for a long time.

I wiped off the cold tears on my face, followed him with my eyes, "Tashi Pingcuo, do you hate me?"

"Hmph..." He laughed self-deprecatingly, "Hate?! What else can I do? Even if I hate you, I can't leave you alone, can I?"

I froze, and tears welled up in my eyes like a bank.Covering my cheek with my hand, I slowly squatted down, forcing myself not to make a sound, but my shoulders still trembled violently.

Suddenly, a warm palm pressed my shoulder tightly.A strong force pulled my whole body up, Tashi Pingcuo's soft voice echoed very clearly in the silent night, "Don't cry, the night is cold."

He stretched out his hand, and gently stroked my cheek with his slightly rough fingertips, and a burst of warmth spread down the skin.Tashi Pingcuo lowered his eyes and stared at me with a complicated expression. Suddenly, the gloomy eyes flickered, and he turned his head away, "I know you don't love me, but I don't hate you at all."

The deep voice came to my eardrum accompanied by a pain.Zhaxi Pingcuo suddenly turned his head back, leaned down, and rolled out a hot wet kiss on my lips. With a hint of a smile in his fiery breath, he spat on my ear intermittently, "As long as you are happy, I don't care about anything."

Yeah, he never blamed me.No matter what I'm doing wrong.and I?He had to be forced to compromise on the surface in order to feel at ease. "Hmph..." I lifted the corners of my mouth in a self-deprecating manner. It turns out that I'm not a good woman, but I'm just... a person who is selfish to the core.

Seeing me stop, Tashi Pingcuo couldn't help frowning, and grabbed my arm tightly, "Why are you in a daze, hurry up."

"Oh." I nodded, being dragged by him all the way, but I didn't complain like before.It's not that I dare not, but that I don't want to.I didn't like it before, but walking like this now doesn't seem to be so uncomfortable.

The night is getting darker, and there is no sound in the Drepung Monastery, only the flames in the mulberry furnace occasionally flicker.Walking up the thick steps and turning around several verandas, even though we were all silent, I felt much more relaxed.Occasionally turning his head to look at Tashi Pingcuo's side face, the tough curves, against the backdrop of the moonlight, appear a bit soft...

When we walked to Rajang, Tsangyang Gyatso was leaning against the wall, and his eyes fell on the hands that Tashi Pingcuo and I were holding.He looked up at me, the expression on his face remained unchanged.Walking a few steps in front of me, he stretched out his hand and pinned my broken hair behind my ear, and then his warm palm fell on my shoulder, "You go in first, I want to talk to Tashi Pingcuo alone."

After speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Tashi Puncuo, and he nodded as usual, with some faint approval in his eyes.Seeing the tacit understanding in their eyes, I had no choice but to turn around and open the wooden door.

The wind outside La Rang is very strong, and occasionally a few soft and shallow ending sounds will float in from the cracks in the doors and windows.I sat at the table, the waning lamp was like a bean, and the shadow fell in the corner and was stretched out.About a quarter of an hour later, Cangyang Gyatso opened the door and walked in.I hurriedly stood up and looked at him with jumpy eyes, "What did you all say?"

He ignored my scorching gaze, went to the table and poured buttered tea.I couldn't wait to tug at his cassock, and Tsangyang Gyatso raised his head helplessly, "I didn't even let you listen?" I frowned in dissatisfaction, but my mouth was still compromised. Responded, "Oh..."

I lowered my head and thought about something on my mind, and suddenly a bowl of buttered tea was handed to me.I was taken aback, and looked up to see Tsangyang Gyatso looking sideways at me.Reaching out to take it, I raised my leg to change to a more comfortable position, but unexpectedly my knee hit the corner of the table.

"Ah..." I took a painful breath, and my whole face was wrinkled.It is not a physique that is resistant to collisions, plus kneeling for a long time, and the wind blowing for another day, now being bumped like this, my knees really hurt.

Cangyang Gyatso sat up after hearing the sound, he lifted my calf lightly, and glanced at me, "Does it hurt so much?"

"Yeah." I frowned and nodded, looking at him a little at a loss.He raised my calf, put it lightly on his knee, and stretched out his hand to rub it gently.After a while, the pain slowly subsided and was replaced by a slight numbness.

I slowly sipped the buttered tea, looked up at Cangyang Gyatso with a serious expression, and my vision was blurred for a moment.This scene is so familiar that it makes me feel a little lost...

"Cangyang Gyatso—" The voice was faster than my reaction, and when I thought about it, I saw the flawless and handsome face.

"Cangyang Gyatso, pinch me to see if I'm dreaming." After I finished speaking, I stretched out my face, but unexpectedly my face was pushed back before my neck was long enough. "Ouch..." I was taken aback, and turned to look over, but he glanced at me angrily.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, "Oh!", I couldn't help sighing, "But, it's really like a dream!"

Hearing this, he stared at me, "Do you dream about this every day?"

"Cough..." Almost choking on the butter tea in my mouth, I cleared my throat a little guilty, "Not every day, just occasionally." When it was hot, I didn't dare to make a sound anymore.

There was no sound in the room, but it seemed that the flowing air also brought a touch of sweetness.I sat bent over on the sandalwood chair, and after a long time, my back became stiff and sore.I couldn't bear it anymore, so I simply asked to change my posture.

With my head resting on Tsangyang Gyatso's lap, I raised my eyes to look at him from time to time.Thinking of the days before when everyone wanted to get closer to him, his eyes couldn't help but feel a little sore.I can't remember how many times like that, I wanted to look at him quietly, but I could only imagine his appearance in the air.

"Cangyang Gyatso." I rubbed my moist eyelids, closed my eyes and said, "Actually, I said that I want to practice Zen and enlightenment with you are all fake, those are just to get closer to you." His breath seemed to suddenly After a while, "I know, your thoughts are clearly written on your face." I opened my eyes suddenly, staring at him in surprise, "Am I that straightforward?"

"No?" Cangyang Gyatso gave me a helpless look, "every time my eyes are following me, what are you looking at?" Avoiding his topic, "But you didn't stop it either."

Tsangyang Gyatso did not speak, but his eyes slowly swept over my cheeks.There was no sound in the room again, only the sound of breathing intertwined with each other.

I turned around and moved into a more comfortable position.Through the gap between the table legs, his eyes stared straight at the empty wall opposite.Slowly, the eyelids sank, and at the moment when he was in a trance and fell asleep, a low response suddenly sounded in his ears, "Yes, I acquiesced."