Baima Weiyang

Since the road I was walking on was quite sideways, and there were no people on the road, naturally there was no need to avoid suspicion or anything.It was just that when I got to a lively street corner, I volunteered to sit in Gesang's tavern for a while, and made it clear that I would not run around.Cangyang Gyatso judged that I didn't have the guts. Although he was worried, he couldn't take me with him after all. He had no other choice but to agree.

In fact, I didn't come up with it to run around, but to borrow a place to breathe.Even looking at the street scene in the Gesang Tavern is good.Although I have a bad sense of direction, I can roughly recognize the few streets.It's just that if I sneak out and get caught... Tsk tsk, I frowned, but luckily I've learned to be smart now, and I know that cutting first and playing later will never work.

"Remember to come back and pick me up when you're done!" Cangyang Gyatso looked at me with a frown, and I waved at him reluctantly, "Bye." Seeing him nodding, I turned around step by step Turned around and ran towards the Gesang Tavern.

Seeing that it was an old customer, Wangmo hurriedly greeted him warmly, "Sister, are you drinking again?" Then he looked behind me and wondered when he saw no one, "Huh? Why didn't your husband come? "

"Oh. Him?" I smiled, "He's off to run some errands, and my son will come pick me up later." Not wanting to continue this topic, I looked up the stairs meaningfully, "There is a seat?"

"Yes, Jiayang, take Amei up!" Wang Mu yelled towards the counter, and a young man of seventeen or eighteen came running over with a smile.Wangmo patted him on the shoulder, smiled at me, and said, "Treat me well, old friend."

"Success!" Jiayang greeted me with a smile, "Sister, this way!"

I took a closer look at him, he was a very handsome boy with a warm smile on his face, which made my already good mood a little bit better.He was led upstairs and sat down on a seat by the window. A scent of Gesang Meiduo came along with the highland barley wine. He closed his eyes and inhaled it for a while, his heart felt soft for a moment.

"What do you want, sister?" Jia Yang grinned, and didn't introduce the special dishes to me, just quietly waiting by the side.Such a businessman is so rare, I smiled unconsciously, "Let's have a pot of butter tea!" After thinking about it, I added, "Add a plate of butter cake."

"Okay, wait, I'll be here soon!" Jiayang bowed to me, and then walked swiftly towards the stairs.I looked around, and there were only two or three tables of guests, all of whom were drinking tea in a gentle manner, without any fuss like the previous few visits.It's so quiet, giving people a sense of tranquility.

A gust of wind blew from the window, refreshing, I couldn't help but look out, the small vendors on the street hadn't been put out yet, only pedestrians walking side by side in twos and threes.After staring aimlessly for a while, his eyes came back again.Inadvertently glanced behind me, I paused, huh?That's... I hurriedly turned my head to take a closer look, and sure enough, I saw Ngawang Rinchen drinking tea with his head down, his eyes fixed and thoughtful.

I got up immediately and ran over quickly.He stood still in front of him with a smile, but really surprised him, "Dolma?" He looked at me in surprise.He unceremoniously opened the stool and sat down, then took a wooden bowl by himself, "Hmm. What are you thinking? So preoccupied?"

Ngawang Rinqen didn't answer when he heard the words, but just smiled, "It's nothing, just a trivial matter." I didn't pay much attention, and I reached out and poured a bowl of buttered tea to my lips and took a sip, "Oh! Why did you choose one? Such a corner seat? I didn’t even see you when I came up. Otherwise, I would have saved money for tea!”

Seeing me sighing, Ngawang Rinchen couldn't help but smiled helplessly, "Then what do you want to eat? I invite you." When I heard this, I immediately smiled, "Is this what you said?" He was stunned for a while, The smile on his lips grew stronger, "Just call me, I live here all the time, and it shouldn't be a problem to pay back on credit once in a while."

"Chih—" I glanced at him with a sneaky smile, and when Jiayang served the butter tea and butter cake, I asked him to introduce the dishes in the store to me.This honest young man recommended to me several high-quality and cheap signature dishes.I waved my index finger, frowned and said, "I don't want the best, I want the most expensive."

Jiayang stared at me stupidly, but Ngawang Rinchen on the opposite side smiled lazily.

Facing a large table of dishes, I suddenly whetted my appetite.I have to admire Wangmo's management method. The small tavern actually has Chinese-style dishes. Although it is not delicacies from mountains and seas, it really suits my appetite.

Competing with the dishes in front of me, I casually glanced at Ngawang Rinchen.Seeing him just drinking tea leisurely, occasionally his eyes drifted out of the window.I couldn't help but stopped and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

He turned to me when he heard the sound, and put down the wooden bowl casually, "I'm not hungry." I leaned forward and looked him back and forth, "Ngawang Rinchen—" "Huh?" He raised his eyebrows. "You have something on your mind." I said firmly.He was taken aback, but his tone was still calm, "Want to know?"

"Hmm..." I nodded while chewing on the pastry.Ngawang Rinchen paused, and stared out the window, "Diba has already returned to the Potala Palace." I was stunned and stared at him for no reason.He turned his head back as if aware of it, looked at me for a long time before asking in a low voice, "You really decided...to be with him?"

I nodded without hesitation.Seeing me like this, Ngawang Rinchen couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. There was less laziness in the smile, but there was something more that I couldn't see clearly.In an instant, my heart was whipped like a spinning top, spinning rapidly, and a strange feeling surrounded me, but I just couldn't tell what it was.

"Dolma..."

"Huh?" I was taken aback for a moment, but when I looked up, I saw that Ngawang Rinchen's eyes had recovered, and a faint sunlight shone in his dark eyes, "My father is not someone who will give up easily, so... if You really have to choose this path, and I’m afraid you will face more in the future.”

"I know." I lowered my head and took a sip of tea, and sighed with emotion, "But I have no way out." Ngawang Rinchen smiled and shook his head when he heard that, "Even if there is a way, You don't want to quit either, do you?"

"Oh—" I sighed helplessly, and couldn't help complaining, "Why do I look like a transparent person in front of you, everyone can see through my thoughts." He bowed his head and looked at me. Fill the wooden bowl in front of you with butter tea, raise your eyes and smile, "Who told you to write everything on your face."

"Huh?" I involuntarily raised my hand and touched my cheek. "Don't move." Ngawang Rinchen on the opposite side suddenly frowned.I froze for a moment, and my hand froze in mid-air. I saw him slowly stretching out his hand, and the knuckles of his index finger gently stroked my cheek.

"It's covered with scum." Ngawang Rinchen explained. "Oh." I subconsciously stretched out my hand to wipe it twice, but I caught a glimpse of a strange emotion in his eyes from the corner of my eye.Just when I wanted to raise my eyes to see clearly, I heard a cold snort coming from the stairs...