Baima Weiyang

My hands trembled, and the freshly filled highland barley wine almost spilled out.Maggie Ami saw that my expression was not right, so she couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay..." I forced a smile.

Tsangyang Gyatso glanced at me indifferently, and said unchanged, "Sit down."

"Oh." I nodded, just about to move my body, but was dragged by the hand stretched out from under the table.Tsangyang Gyatso pushed me down on the nearby alder chair. I looked at him uneasily and sipped from the cup, but my eyes never let go of the door.

Soapy black pointed boots lightly stepped across the threshold, and the knee-length indigo robe, I looked from bottom to top until I saw Ngawang Rinchen's delicate face.

"I did some errands outside today, so I was delayed for a while. Ma'am, how is the business?" Ngawang Rinchen smiled shallowly, and looked at Wangmo slowly with his dark eyes.

Wangmo looked around the tavern and said proudly, "With you staying here for a long time, business will certainly be good, and it's all thanks to you!" Ngawang Rinchen smiled and shook his head when he heard this, suddenly As soon as he turned his gaze, his eyes swept over without warning.I froze for a moment, meeting his eyes.

Just not knowing what to do, a voice came from outside the door.Ngawang Rinchen paused and turned his head to look out.I followed his gaze and saw a few people dressed as Tibetans walking towards the tavern.

After a rough look, they were all plain-looking ordinary Tibetans, but their ages were different. Some were about the same as me, and some were in their thirties or forties.The older Tibetan among them walked quickly to Ngawang Rinchen, took off his hat respectfully and bowed, the felt hat in his hand was almost lowered to the ground.

Ngawang Rinchen quickly stretched out his hand to help him, "Gra, please get up quickly." The people behind him also saluted, and waited until the elder stood up before returning the courtesy.

"How is Rinchen?" The man greeted cordially, but his eyes swept around the tavern, and when he passed our direction, he couldn't help being stunned.I hurriedly avoided his gaze, but my temples throbbed violently.

"Well, I'm fine. How's Dad going?" Ngawang Rinchen's words came, and he was forced to look away, bent down and said, "This time I'm here for Master Diba."

"Then let's find a quieter place to talk." Ngawang Rinchen looked at the narrow street outside the tavern.The man didn't answer, but a dark light flashed in his slightly cloudy eyes.After hesitating for a while, his probing eyes fixed here again, "Rinchen, that's..."

Ngawang Rinchen turned his head, his eyes met Cangyang Gyatso, he paused for a moment, and then fell back on me.His eyes were dark and deep, like the surface of water in winter, calm but somewhat blurred.

I stared at him with wide eyes without blinking, my eyelids were a little sore.After about a few seconds, Ngawang Rinchen suddenly turned his eyes away, and said in a flat voice, "No. Let's go." Then he turned and walked out the door.

"This..." The older Tibetan paused for a moment, then glanced at us again. Seeing that Tsangyang Gyatso was still drinking tea leisurely, he couldn't help frowning with some doubts.Although the eyes were not reconciled, he turned around and followed Ngawang Rinchen out.

I watched a crowd of people filing out, and I couldn't help being grateful to Ngawang Rinchen.Although it is impossible to know their identities, seeing how respectful they are to Ngawang Rinchen, they must be from Diba.If he found out, Cangyang Gyatso would definitely get into trouble.

"He..." Maggie Ami glanced in the direction Ngawang Rinchen was walking, then turned to look at me worriedly, "Are you okay?" I smiled and shook my head, afraid that she would ask For the reason, he had to look away as if nothing had happened.

From time to time, the curling smoke from the street puffed into the window, carrying the scent of turpentine.I couldn't stop sniffing, and brought the highland barley wine to my mouth.While sipping his mouth, he unconsciously looked out the window.Under the curved carved window lattice, there is an endless stream of passing merchants and pedestrians, and the voices of people are noisy.

Suddenly, a stone blue figure hurriedly ran past the window.I glanced down without paying attention, but my vision blurred out of the corner of my eye.He raised his head strangely, but met a pair of dark brown eyes.I was taken aback, and before I understood what was going on, I saw him panting slightly and looked in, "Maggie Ami?!"

Maggie Ami turned her head when she heard the sound, I couldn't see her expression, but before she could reply, the azure figure outside the window walked in through the gate of the teahouse.

Following the rustling footsteps, a tall and straight Tibetan man came into view, with regular features, honey-colored skin, and two light spots exposed by the sun on his high cheekbones.He half grinned, and stood in front of Maggie Ami a few steps away.

"Why are you here?!" Maggie Ami glared at him, but her face turned red.The boy was taken aback for a moment, and his expression suddenly became bewildered, "I'm here to find you..."

"I'm not a child, so I don't want you to look for it." Maggie Ami looked away awkwardly.He glanced carefully at Maggie Ami's face, "You disappeared suddenly, I'm worried about you."

"Who wants you to worry!"

Seeing Maggie Ami's ferocity, his honey-colored skin was stained with a blush, and he stood with his hands and feet tied up but dared not speak any more.

After figuring out the situation, I stepped in with a smile, "Who is this, please introduce Maggie Ami to us soon!" After speaking, I still gave her an ambiguous look.Maggie Ami's face turned red instantly, and she simply turned around.

The boy looked down at her, then smiled and took a step forward, bending towards us, "Tashi Dele, I'm Tsering Gesang."

I quickly responded enthusiastically, "Hi, hello, I'm Dawa Dolma." I looked him up and down, and found that he was no longer "awkward" before, and his gestures became brighter.Tsering Gesang didn't care about my very modern way of greeting, but smiled at me generously.

I can't help but appreciate this straightforward and honest collector boy more and more.Immersed in the joy of making new friends, he suddenly looked at me with doubts on his face, "This is..." I was stunned, and I couldn't help but look back at Cangyang Gyatso worriedly. How should I introduce him? Well, I'm not afraid that Tsering Gesang will have any malicious intentions, but I'm just worried that reporting his name directly will frighten him.Just thinking about it, Cangyang Gyatso smiled and nodded, "Dangsang Wangbo."

Tsering Gesang smiled back politely, then turned his eyes to Maggie Ami who bowed his head, hesitated and said, "It's late, why don't you go back? Grandma is waiting for you."

Maggie Ami suddenly raised her head, "Grandma is waiting for me?" Seeing Tsering Gesang nodding his head firmly, Maggie Ami stood up abruptly and looked at me blushingly, "Dolma , I think I might have to go back."

"Well, let's go." I smiled and glanced at her from the corner of my eye, but Maggie Ami was choked by my eyes, and just about to say something, I quickly reached out and patted her on the shoulder , "Don't worry. Next time I go to Barkhor Street, I will definitely go to the tavern to see you."

Seeing my weird face, Maggie Ami's blushing complexion slowed down, but the corners of her mouth were about to grin, and she gave me a helpless and funny look after a while.I pursed my lips and shrugged at her, she smiled and turned her gaze to Cangyang Gyatso, "Up..." There was a lump in her throat, and she immediately changed her address, "Dangsang Wangbo, I'm going back, down See you again."

"Well, see you next time." Cangyang Gyatso stood up with a smile, and took me to see them both outside the tavern.While the two in front were not paying attention, I sneaked up to him and quickly whispered in his ear, "What a romantic name..." Hearing this, Cangyang Gyatso turned his head and glared at me.I immediately bowed my head when I saw it was good, still feeling happy in my heart.

After stepping over the threshold, Tsering Gesang couldn't help but pause, turned around and bowed politely to us again, "Go in quickly, it's windy at night. I'll take her back." He stretched out his hand to hold her. Unexpectedly, Maggie Ami shook him off just as soon as he touched him.

"What's wrong?!" Tsering Gesang suddenly panicked, and after pondering for a long time, he murmured, "Didn't it be possible last time..."

"Shut up!" Maggie Ami blushed and gave him a hard look.Tsering Gesang couldn't help looking at me helplessly.I reached out and patted his broad shoulders, sighed and said, "Oh! It's not good for me to interfere with your housework."

"Dolma!" Maggie Ami stared at me with wide eyes.I chuckled, and raised my eyebrows at her, "Don't bully me too much!" She gave me a blank look, and turned around, seeing that Tsering Sangge was still standing there in a daze, she couldn't help stretching out her hand to grab her. Give him a hand, "Let's go!"

"Hehe..." I smiled and waved to their backs, watching them walk into the backlit narrow passage.The dry night wind brushed against his cheeks, bringing a slight coolness.Just as he was about to stretch out his hand to smooth the broken hair on his cheek, Tsangyang Gyatso's low voice suddenly came from beside his ear, "Let's go, we should go back too."

I nodded absent-mindedly, my eyes were still in the direction they were going away, but I sighed unconsciously, "Maggie Ami is so happy."

Feeling Cangyang Gyatso's gaze turn, I pretended not to care and licked my lower lip, turned my head to meet his gaze, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in my heart.After staring at each other for a few seconds, Cangyang Gyatso suddenly lowered his eyes, and reached out his hand helplessly to pin my broken hair behind my ear, "I started thinking about it again."

I didn't expect my thoughts to be seen through so easily, I pursed my lips in frustration, actually I couldn't even explain why I cared so much about a rumor from later generations, even when there was no legitimate reason to care.The hand under the sleeve was suddenly clenched, and I felt a itch on my wrist. I looked down, but my heart felt stuffy.

My fingers wrapped around Tsangyang Gyatso's arm unconsciously, and I wrinkled my nose in dissatisfaction, "Maggie Ami had to wear a rosary when he left, but I didn't have anything when I left." Thinking of this, I couldn't help but She pursed her lips, "They are all your believers, how can you be partial..."

After patiently listening to my complaints, Tsangyang Gyatso looked at me calmly.I thought he would say something sweet to coax me, but after waiting for a long time, he just gave a soft "hmm", which made me frown and stare in anger.

The flying vinegar in my heart rushed out with sparks "hulahula", and when the blisters were almost boiled, Cangyang Gyatso pulled me back into his arms... "I'm biased." Rubbing his jaw twice, a gust of warm breath came down, "Because I didn't intend to let you go at all..."

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that the blood in my body was blocked by thick honey glue, which couldn't melt for a long time.I was secretly diluting, when my waist was twisted suddenly, "Hmm..." I was startled, but when I raised my eyes, I was facing Shangcangyang Gyatso's handsome face.

"Satisfied?" A cold voice came, and my forehead was pushed back.I stretched out my hand and rubbed it twice, and I cleared my throat with a "hmm", "...it's okay."

Cangyang Gyatso glanced at me expressionlessly, then walked away. "Hey--" I hurriedly chased after him, and after struggling for a while, I was forced into his arms.

After thinking about it, I couldn't help leaning into his ear and muttering a few words, seeing that his expression was neither cold nor indifferent, I don't know if I listened.Unconsciously, he turned around and glanced in the direction Maggie Ami was walking. In the dark corner, the night was a little blurry...