Baima Weiyang

The forehead is so hot, and it is still wet, as if it is covered with sweat.I moved my head unconsciously, finally feeling better.But after a while, it became hot again. The hotness made me feel uncomfortable all over, and the itchiness in my ears came at the wrong time.

I was taken aback, and woke up instantly.Stretching out his hand to wipe off the sweat, he realized that his palm was also completely wet, so he simply wiped two handfuls on the robe.Turning his head to look to the side, Cangyang Gyatso was still soundly asleep, but there were faint beads of sweat on his forehead.I reached out and wiped him with my sleeve, and the corners of my mouth curled up.

I have always hated the hot and dry weather the most, but now I feel that the sultry afternoon is also a kind of enjoyment, especially being able to be so close to him, and then take a nap on the table together.What a romantic scene!I smiled and leaned over, resting my head gently on his arm, and looked closely at his sleeping face.

I didn't get tired of watching it for a long time, so I stretched out my arms again and wrapped them around his shoulders.There is almost no distance between them, and you can even feel his every breath.I closed my eyes cheerfully, trying to sleep for a while.

Hot air with a stone fragrance poured in from the window, as if drained by the hot sun.I raised my head and yawned. Although I was still a little sleepy, I couldn't fall asleep.

Turning his head to look at Cangyang Gyatso, he was still asleep with his expression unchanged, he looked quite heavy, probably really tired.Leaning over to look at him, a "grunt" suddenly came from my stomach. "Alas—" I sighed, rubbed my stomach, and scanned the room, but found nothing.

"Cangyang Gyatso." I called out tentatively, but seeing that he didn't respond, he must have fallen asleep.To be on the safe side, I poked him again with my finger, "Cangyang Gyatso." Still no response.Hehe, with a smile in my heart, I am completely relieved now, and stood up boldly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I left the seat, I was suddenly grabbed by a hand. I was startled, and before I could react, my body had already been pushed back on the chair. "What are you going to do?" He asked seriously.I lowered my head with a blushing face, and rubbed my stomach in aggrieved way, "Well... I'm hungry again."

Cangyang Gyatso straightened up, looked at me silently for a while, and then took out a wooden box from the cabinet.I watched blankly as he put the wooden box on the desk and opened the lid.A thick milky scent wafted out instantly.

I stretched out my hand without thinking, but I quickly retracted it as soon as I stepped out.Turning to look at Tsangyang Gyatso, he glanced at me, then nodded.After getting his permission, I started to eat in a relaxed mood.

While lying on the table chewing cheesecake, while looking at Cangyang Gyatso who was concentrating on studying the Buddhist scriptures, I felt a burst of happiness for no reason.I smiled and took a big bite, chewing "crunch".Cangyang Gyatso gave me a sideways look with a stern face, but handed me buttered tea.I took it over happily, and wanted to drink it while lying on my stomach, but the cup couldn't reach my mouth no matter how I tilted it, so I had no choice but to sit up.

"There should be a limit to laziness." Cangyang Gyatso stared at the book and said without changing expression.Every time I taught him, I was like enlightened, and I quickly responded, "Yes, yes, the teacher said it is right!" He turned his head and gave me a white look, but I leaned over more excitedly, and took the cheesecake Stretching towards his mouth, "Would you like to have some too? I didn't eat much at noon, and I won't be able to recover from starvation."

Cangyang Gyatso turned his head without paying any attention to me, and continued to study Buddhist scriptures in another direction.I ran to the other side without any discouragement, and said temptingly, "Come on. Things happen for a reason, and the compassionate Buddha will not blame you."

Cangyang Gyatso glanced at me indifferently, then suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled me over.After a while of dizziness, when I came back to my senses, the person was already sitting on his lap.Tsangyang Gyatso leaned forward, and his arm holding the scriptures completely surrounded me.

I sat in his arms, my eyes forced to follow him as he read the scriptures.Uncomfortably struggling, Cangyang Gyatso simply pressed his chin on the top of my head, thereby immobilizing my whole body.I had to shrink my neck to read the scriptures, and occasionally wanted to see Cangyang Gyatso, but my head was so heavy that I couldn't lift my head, and I couldn't see it even when I rolled my eyelids, so I had to give up.

"Come and trouble me whenever you're bored, and you have to stop like this." The low voice came from the top of the head, with a hint of warmth in it.Hearing this, I let out a sigh of relief and swallowed half of the pastry in my hand in one gulp.Cangyang Gyatso let out a cold snort, and slightly lifted the weight on his head.I moved my neck slightly.

There was no sound in the room.Knowing that he was studying the Buddhist scriptures seriously, he didn't dare to disturb him, but he still inevitably became bored in his heart.The Tibetan in front of me was crooked, and I didn't know what to write.

The thick paper remained silent for a long time.I couldn't help reaching out and turning the page for him.Cangyang Gyatso was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly opened my hand. "Ouch." I shrank back with a cry of pain.

"It's not safe at all." Cangyang Gyatso's cold voice came, I couldn't help giggling, and explained, "Who told you not to turn the page for a long time! I thought you fell asleep..." Cangyang Gyatso Yang Gyatso was speechless, and then glanced down to read the Buddhist scriptures.I suppressed the smile on my face and slowly turned my head back.

Lazily lying on Tsangyang Gyatso's arm with his head sideways, looking forward is a book full of Buddhist scriptures, and looking back is Tsangyang Gyatso's handsome face. The two scenes overlap, and his eyelids are blinking It got heavier slowly.

When I was in a daze, I felt a breath coming towards me. I shook my shoulder uncomfortably, but was caught by the elbow.I couldn't move, and I couldn't use any strength. I could only be half-frozen in a dazed state of mind.Suddenly I heard a low voice, "Tomorrow, the celebration of the Shoton Festival will begin..."

Shoton Festival? !My heart skipped a beat, but I was only shocked because my eyelids were too heavy to open.Although the person was lying on his stomach, he slept very well.I can't remember anything, probably just a sleepless night.When I turned over unconsciously, I woke up suddenly, and when I opened my eyes, I found that I was lying on the bed.Looking sideways, Cangyang Gyatso was sleeping soundly.

I kicked the blanket and looked sideways out of the window. The night was already dark, and there was no movement outside the house except for the sound of the wind.It looked like it was midnight.Pulled the blanket and lay down again, but couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.Staring at Tsangyang Gyatso's sleeping face, he was heartbroken for missing dinner, and at the same time vaguely remembered what he said before going to bed.

Is it time to celebrate the Shelton Festival?It’s been a long time since I’ve been here, and I haven’t celebrated the Shoton Festival yet!It seems that once this festival is over, lamas can go out for activities as usual again!I heard that Tibetans attach great importance to the Shoton Festival, so it will be very grand.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and I simply lifted the blanket.Tsangyang Gyatso turned over as if feeling something, I was startled, and hurriedly tucked up the quilt carefully for him.I tiptoed out of bed, put on my robe, and walked softly to the table, lighting a butter lamp.Afraid that it would be too bright, Cangyang Gyatso would not be able to sleep soundly, so he did not dare to turn on the wick.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, I loosened my hair and combed it carefully with a mahogany comb.After arriving in Tibet, I have been braiding my hair according to the local habit. Over time, my hair has become very curly.After a while, I want to smooth it out, but I really need to work hard.

Looking at the sky outside the window, I reckoned that it would still be a while before dawn. After sleeping for so long, the sleepiness naturally disappeared, so I simply combed my pigtails to pass the time.This is really difficult, especially if you do it yourself.After a while, my hands were so sore that I couldn't lift them up.I simply pulled down my hand, and just about to take a break, a vague voice came from behind me, "What are you doing again?"

The volume is not loud, but it still surprised me when it suddenly appeared in the silent night.I pulled my earlobe habitually, turned around and said, "Get dressed..."

Turning his head and sticking out his tongue at him, he couldn't say that he wanted to tie a pigtail on a whim, but because of his slow movements, he had to get up in the middle of the night and start tossing.I looked at the flickering butter lamp and suddenly remembered, "Is the light too bright?"

"No." Looking back, Cangyang Gyatso shook his head, and he looked at me indifferently, "It's your shadow, with teeth and claws, bright and dark." I gave him a wronged look, and returned the butter lamp After looking in a direction, he felt relieved after confirming that there was no shadow on his face.

Cangyang Gyatso glanced at me expressionlessly, then lay back down again, while I continued to tie my pigtails.Although the hands are a little tired, but the heart is very happy.

The Shoton Festival actually means a yogurt banquet. On this day, the lamas in the temple will go down the mountain to receive the yogurt presented by the believers, so I can eat enough in one sitting.This old yogurt is very expensive in supermarkets, and the taste may not be as pure as here.This time, I can finally enjoy my food.

While thinking and having fun, she dressed in front of the bronze mirror, and after an unknown amount of time, a movement came from behind her.I raised my head to look out the window, paused, and then looked at Cangyang Gyatso who had straightened up through the bronze mirror, "It's not yet dawn, why are you up so early?"

"I wake up at this time every day, which is different from you." Cangyang Gyatso said calmly.I rolled my eyes secretly, and seeing him push away the blanket and stand up again, I couldn't help running over and snatching the monk's robe from his hand, "Wait a minute, Master! The little one is here to help you put it on." Cang Yangjia Cuo looked at me indifferently.I smiled and said, "You're welcome!" As I spoke, I unfolded my monk's robe.

Tsangyang Gyatso slowly stretched out his hand, I circled around him several times, and finally let the robe slip on him smoothly.After tidying up, I squinted and met his eyes.Cangyang Gyatso lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand and patted my face, then walked away with a sigh.I stomped my feet unwillingly, turned around and followed with a normal expression.

Tsangyang Gyatso has an outstanding appearance, and it is a beautiful scenery wherever he goes.Just sitting by the bed, quietly watching him wash up, and kowtowing to the Buddhist scriptures is a kind of enjoyment.I watched obsessively, but Tsangyang Gyatso ignored my entangled and followed gaze, but sat down cross-legged quietly, chanting scriptures lightly.

It was okay at first, but after listening to it too much, it was like chanting a spell, especially if I couldn't understand the meaning, it was more like it.After holding it back for a long time, I still couldn't help but burst out laughing.Cangyang Gyatso glanced at me upon hearing the sound, and I immediately shut my mouth silently.

About a quarter of an hour later, a majestic and vast Tibetan sound came from outside.I didn't understand the meaning, but I knew it was the monk who climbed to the highest point of Drepung Monastery who was shouting.Although there were only three hits, there were countless echoes in the valley, and the superposition almost penetrated the thick wall.

Cangyang Gyatso stood up suddenly, looked out the window, then turned around and told me, "When you go down the back mountain, stay by my side and don't go far away." I felt warm when I heard this, and pursed my lips Nodding his head, he followed Tsangyang Gyatso out of Rajang.