Baima Weiyang

When he raised his eyes again, Ngawang Rinchen in front of him had retracted his fingers that were frozen in mid-air.The sunlight from outside the window shone on the blue-white face, leaving a pile of disordered shadows.There was still a faint smile on his lips, but there was a trace of whiteness in his dark eyes, "I didn't tell you at the beginning because I was afraid that you would hide from me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ngawang Rinchen turned around, and the wind from his robe brushed my cheeks painfully.I just felt the breath stagnate in my chest, and my mind was twisted like a creaking old door. I tried desperately to dispel that dilapidated musty smell, but the wind that leaked in only blew away the cobweb knots. messy.

"Ngawang Rinchen..." unconsciously stopped him from behind, I stared blankly at the thin figure, "Is it possible that I will never see you again?"

Feeling his feet stop, I took a breath and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry." Guessing that he would never turn back, I simply lowered my head, my body was so heavy, and I just wanted to sit down on the table, But I saw the cowhide Tibetan boots in front of me walking back towards me.I was stunned, and when I raised my eyes, Ngawang Rinchen had already walked in front of me, so close that we could hear each other breathing.

I raised my head slightly, staring at him in bewilderment.His gaze softly swept over my face, his dark eyes were a little misguided, "How about we don't owe each other?"

He didn't wait for my answer, and ignored my surprised expression.Ngawang Rinchen exerted a little force on his right hand, which was outstretched in mid-air, and clasped my jaw with warm index fingers and thumbs.With a slight lift, I only felt that my heels were lifted off the ground, and my whole body seemed to be lifted up.Suddenly, a soft kiss landed on my lips, and it disappeared after tossing and turning.The tailbone pressed against the edge of the table tightly, and the pain made me more awake.

As soon as the external force on my chin disappeared, my center of gravity fell back again.But the warmth didn't leave, the slightly rough fingertips around my lips slid all the way across my cheeks, eyelids, and finally stopped on my forehead.The gentle rubbing brought a tingle, and my body didn't seem to resist the sudden touch.

The broad palm was loosely placed on my forehead, and through the gap between the fingers, I looked at Ngawang Rinchen's light-shadowed face with some astonishment.He frowned thoughtfully, but his eyes were not on me.Suddenly I lowered my body, and a warm snort hit my cheek, "Is this always frightening?" There seemed to be a hint of heat in the warm voice.Before I could think about it, all the heat on my face was suddenly taken away in the next second.

I stared blankly at the back of him stepping down the stairs, the cold air entered my throat, and my vision suddenly became much clearer.Glancing around from the corner of my eye, I realized that the people in the tavern were looking at me with ambiguous eyes.Feeling hot on my face, I couldn't help coughing my throat in disguise.Looking into the distance through the side windows, the horizontally and vertically staggered window lattices separated the soft daylight from bright to dark.But I just watched with a stiff neck, and my eyes never dared to move down half a point.

The weight fell back on the short stool, but it was not as easy as imagined.It was as if there was a boulder that firmly suppressed all the emotions in my heart.Until the sound of horseshoes downstairs came quickly, and gradually drifted away.Only then did all the emotions come back, but it was just that the boulder was lifted up, or it fell even lower.

Staring blankly at the wooden bowl opposite, the bottom of the bowl shone a little with the residual wine.Looking at a table of side dishes and pastries that haven't been touched much, although I feel it's a waste, I can't whet my appetite no matter what.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jiayang who was busy, and I couldn't help being taken aback.It's not that I'm spoiling the scenery, it's just that Ngawang Rinchen left in such a hurry this time, don't forget to pay.

"Huh..." I shook my head distractedly, sometimes I really couldn't figure it out myself.I was immersed in a sad atmosphere, why did I suddenly think of this.Shaking the jug, there was a buzzing sound inside, so I simply poured out the little remaining Tibetan baijiu.Sipping slowly, he didn't go downstairs until his mood was almost recovered.

The tavern was still full of people, but the noise only disturbed my ears, but could not reach my heart.As Zhu Ziqing said: The excitement belongs to them, and I have nothing.In fact, the sound of fists shaking the roof tiles only added to my heart.Couldn't bear to hear any more, I hurriedly said goodbye to Wangmo.Fortunately, when she stepped out of the tavern, she didn't ask me for the drink money.In fact, I was not too worried before, because Ngawang Rinchen has always been reliable in my heart.

Thinking of this, the steps under his feet couldn't help but pause.Hearing the sound of the signboard flag above his head in the wind, the scene of Ngawang Rinchen getting on his horse and whipping away inexplicably flashed in his mind.In just a moment, that thin figure has gone away in the eyes.I took a steady look in the direction the horse was running, then turned and walked towards the narrow street.

Trying to slowly unload the tedious things in my heart, my steps became more leisurely.It was already evening, and the setting sun in the distance was glowing red, dipping the stone bricks and thick snow-white walls on the street into yellow and orange.The sound of hawking on the street is still the same, and there is steam from the restaurants and small shops on both sides.The air is filled with the smell of ghee mixed with a faint milk fragrance, as if there is a feeling of smoke from thousands of houses.

After wandering around various stalls for a while, I responded lightly to the warm greetings from the stall owner, so I gritted my teeth and turned out of the street, thinking that I must persuade Tsangyang Gyatso to give me the turquoise bracelet buy it.

He glanced back unconsciously, but caught a glimpse of a crimson figure sneaking into the small alleyway beside him.I was taken aback, and stared blankly at the large piece of cassock that was exposed. I thought it was funny in my heart, but my face turned serious.

I deliberately walked very slowly along the way, and there were colorful scriptures everywhere on the mountain road to Drepung Monastery.Almost everywhere I go, I have to kowtow and bow.Every time Feng'er glanced back, he could always catch a glimpse of the crimson figure who was following me patiently and lamely.Halfway through the mountain road, I finally lost my temper and stomped my feet. I turned to look at the huge tangled willow tree, "Danba, are you still coming out?"

The crimson cassock moved behind the crooked branches, and seemed to be stuck for a few seconds, and Danba came out reluctantly.Seeing his disheveled face, I couldn't help feeling that he was an authentic monk after all, and he couldn't play like a spy team.But having said that, his method of stalking people is too poor, he taught himself, even a layman like me can easily spot it.I despised that cheating mastermind from the bottom of my heart, I frowned, "Where is your master?"

Danba on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, with a somewhat astonished expression.I calmed down and explained slowly, "I mean, where is your master now?" After hearing this, Danba put his hands together and bowed to me, "The master is in Jue Lakang. inside."

"Hmm." I nodded and continued to ask, "Then let him see now?" Hearing this, Danba glanced at me cautiously, "Yes. Master knows that you will be in a hurry to find him, so Send me to follow you."

"That's it." I raised the corners of my mouth, and waved my hands towards him twice, "Then I will go to the Tsochen Hall to find him now, and you can go and do your work, and you don't have to follow me anymore." Danba hesitated After a moment, he bowed to me respectfully.

Looking at his back, I sighed silently.He said he was busy with himself, but apart from returning to Drepung Monastery to return to his command, he had no personal affairs to do.So, we're still on the same path, just in a different order.The two headed towards the direction of the temple gate.Danba walked ahead at a leisurely pace, and I was not in a hurry to catch up.I can't help but regret this backward position.I suffered two major blows in succession today, and now I must go to the master for some comfort.

The gate of Drepung Monastery is very unremarkable, with fragrant cloth fluttering, and the white walls on both sides have even taken off the wall skin, revealing uneven stone bricks.Next to the prayer wheel on the left side of the door, dark-skinned believers are pushing the prayer wheel devoutly.On the simple long steps, lamas wearing crimson cassocks walked back and forth from time to time.

After crossing the temple gate, I walked towards the corridor on the left.In Tibet, whether you are going around a mountain or a temple, you must walk in a clockwise direction.The first time I heard this custom was in modern times.A large group of people followed the tour guide and turned around the temple while listening to his explanation.

Looking at the stone path in front of you, you can only see the green trees on the left, the white wall on the right, and the blue sky above your head.I was a little dazed for a while, although it was not my wish to travel here, but if I want to go back now... the steps on my feet paused, and I stretched out my hand to support the rough wall, feeling a strong sense of reluctance in my heart.I don't know when this problem has become so cruel in my eyes.

Probably because he noticed that I hadn't moved for a long time, Danba in front suddenly turned around and took a look at me.I raised my head and glanced back.He was taken aback, and immediately turned around.Subconsciously not daring to think any more, I hurried forward.

At the end of the corridor is a water wheel turning the prayer wheel, and the spring water washes away the stones full of water marks.The road nearby was a bit rough, so I couldn't help but slow down.With thoughts on my mind, it is inevitable that I will stumble on my feet.Looking at the bumpy gravel road, I raised my eyebrows.

No one would want to take this kind of road... Is he the same way?Sangye Gyatso's cold words suddenly flashed in his ears, yes, he wants to pave the smoothest road for Tsangyang Gyatso, and I can be regarded as a stumbling block on this road.Pulling the corner of my mouth, I couldn't help sneering.It's a pity that I have already decided that even if it is a stumbling block, I will be the most colorful one.

I raised my hand and patted the stiff corner of my mouth, and adjusted my facial expression.To be honest, falling in love with a monk requires a certain amount of psychological endurance, especially if the other party is a high-ranking Tibetan lama in Tibet.Moreover, although I am not noble, I still have some morals.Therefore, during this period of association with the master, I often feel guilty.But I can't let go of my emotions and desires, so I can only do psychological construction for myself on a regular basis, so that my heart will not be too distorted.

After relaxing the lower facial muscles, I turned around the corridor, and my field of vision suddenly widened.Wiping the sweat on my forehead, I climbed up the long and narrow steps numbly.The Tsochin Hall stands solemnly, and the black incense cloth is swaying in the wind.On the stone-paved square, the mulberry furnace is still glowing with fire, and the glowing red sunset is covered with curling smoke, like dyed soft ribbons, wrapped around the entire square, and occasionally, it is blown by the wind and changed its shape.No wonder it is said that Lhasa is the closest place to the sky, all of this is better than a fairyland.

Slowly walking past the prostrate believers, I went directly to the fourth floor of the Tsochen Hall.Juelakang, also known as the Sakyamuni Buddha Hall, is the main hall in the middle of the fourth floor, in which a statue of Sakyamuni is enshrined.I've been here once before.For some reason, I just don't like this place.Maybe it's because the only time I came was to say goodbye to Cangyang Gyatso, maybe it's because of the majesty of the Tathagata inside...

Stepping into Jue Lakang, his vision suddenly dimmed.The thick Thangkas, prayer flags, all kinds of ritual instruments, and the colorful murals in front of him piled up the vision tightly.I raised my eyes and looked at the huge statue of Shakyamuni preaching the teachings. On the golden hands with the seal of teachings, there were neatly hanging colorful khatas.Next to the lotus pedestal is a small case, and the neatly arranged butter lamps emit a faint yellow light, reflecting the thirteen silver pagodas on both sides in a flickering light and shadow.

Moving my eyes down, I fixed on the crimson figure in front of the desk with a short head kowtowing.After a while, I walked over and knelt down on the pulu card mat next to me.Patiently watched Cangyang Gyatso kowtow until he straightened up.I just bent down and looked up at his face.Those stern eyes just glanced at me sideways.I was not reconciled, and it took a lot of effort to stare at him. Seeing that my face was almost touching the ground, Tsangyang Gyatso pulled me up.

Just as she was about to smile brightly at him, unexpectedly her neck tightened and her head was pressed heavily against his arm.I didn't do unnecessary struggle anymore, I just found a more comfortable position.Tsangyang Gyatso kept his back straight, while I knelt and sat on my back-curved calves.The cassock that clings to her cheeks is not silky smooth, but today she leaned on it, but her body slipped off several times one after another.Of course, the reason is all on me. Give me a fulcrum, and I can collapse my whole body.

Thinking about it, another arm suddenly stretched out from his chest.I stabilized my body and looked up at the handsome face above my head.Cangyang Gyatso was looking down indifferently, "I'm stuck, and I don't care if you fall off." I was stunned, but my body leaned forward uncontrollably.Feeling the strength of the arm in front of my chest increase, I lazily took a look at Cangyang Gyatso, "Duplicity." Hearing this, the eyes of the dark eyes froze, but the curve of the corner of the mouth softened.

Jue Lakang was quiet, and there was a scent of butter from burning butter lamps in the air.Lying on Tsangyang Gyatso's arm, there was an indescribable softness in my heart.Calculating carefully, there have been a lot of mind-consuming things recently, and the leisure time like this has become less and less.Subconsciously, I rubbed my forehead against the cassock, and the temperature under the material reassured me a little.

After leaning on for a while, with my mind wandering, I suddenly raised my eyes and looked at Cangyang Gyatso, "Does Diba really keep his word?" The arm under him wrapped around his back and embraced me, Cangyang Gyatso leaned forward. Leaning down, "What did he tell you?"

I paused, and leaned towards his chin, "He said he would not interfere in our business anymore." Hearing this, Cangyang Gyatso's expression remained unchanged, as if he already knew about it, "What else?"

"Uh..." I was stunned for a moment, and I was unwilling to tell him the words that made me faintly hurt, but I was lying because I was afraid of being discovered.In fact, my hesitant attitude had already made him suspicious.Biting my lip, I decided to take the risk, "There are a few more sentences about Ngawang Rinchen." I was sure this was a restricted area.Tsangyang Gyatso looked at me, but he didn't ask any more questions.

But the silence seemed a little long.I grabbed his robe, knelt straight and looked at him, "Hey, you haven't answered me yet." Tsangyang Gyatso pulled my hand down, with a thoughtful expression on his face, "It's just a matter of not intervening." Temporary." My heart felt sour, and I reached out to hold his jaw, "It's okay, we face it together."

Cangyang Gyatso lowered his eyes and stared at me, but did not speak.After a while, he put my hand back, "In two months, I'm going back to the Potala Palace."

I was taken aback, and immediately collapsed and sat back on my calf.

Is he going back to the Potala Palace?

Is this the reason for Sanjay Gyatso's temporary compromise?

Cangyang Gyatso saw that I looked like a thunderbolt, he couldn't help but lowered his body and hugged my waist, his hot breath hit my cheek, "Did I say I won't take you?"

I gave him an angry look, and I cursed, "Then you didn't say it earlier." Cangyang Gyatso rolled his eyes, but the corners of his mouth curled up.He hugged me even tighter, his heat almost pushing the air out of his arms.I greedily inhaled his unique smell, and a sense of satisfaction filled my heart.

Suddenly, the flame of the butter lamp on the table jumped.I was taken aback for a moment, but when I looked up, I saw the five-colored khata shaking.Before I understood what was going on, I heard a dull sound of metal cracking.

"Be careful!" There was a prick in my ear, and before I could react, my body was spun around for a while. "Ah..." I let out a low cry, my spine seemed to be pinched by something, and I brushed against the hard Aga, it hurt so much.

"Boom-boom--" There was a loud noise, accompanied by the sound of metal falling to the ground, I was startled.When the sight was restored, it was Tsangyang Gyatso's slightly undulating chest that caught his eyes.I raised my eyes subconsciously, only to see that he was looking at my back in a daze.

It took me a lot of effort to turn my head back, but I saw... a huge golden Buddha's hand was lying on the cold Aga ground, and the golden skin scraps fell aside.The small table next to the lotus seat was overturned on the ground, and several dropped butter lamps were still rolling slowly "Lingling", the oil inside spread out, soaking the elegant colorful hada thinly.

He turned his gaze back to the bergamot in a daze, the uneven fractured surface was so golden that it burned his eyes.How impartial was that position, if it wasn't for Cangyang Gyatso protecting me from rolling around...my heart tightened, as if all the blood vessels in my body were blocked.

"Don't be afraid." The lower jaw was twisted back, Cangyang Gyatso withdrew his palm that was close to my back, and stretched out his arms to embrace me in his arms.I sucked in the breath in his arms, feeling the chapped lips gently rubbing against my cheek.

Closing my eyes, I ordered myself not to think too much, only to feel the scorching heat that envelops my whole body, but I found that Tsangyang Gyatso's chest was rising and falling quickly... Could it be... I tried my best to restrain my breathing, and tried my best to I wanted to calm down, but I still couldn't get rid of the thought in the back of my mind.Could it be... that the scourge of God is about to begin...