Baima Weiyang

I don't know if it's because things must be reversed when extremes are extreme, but I was terrified to the extreme, but I calmed down instead.He lowered his head and glanced at the knife blade on his neck, then subconsciously moved his eyes up, and what caught his eyes was a square face with somewhat rough features, and the gray-brown eyeballs were staring at Cangyang Gyatso intently. Looking at each other.

"Cough..." The back collar was pulled suddenly, and my whole body was pulled up with a strong force, and a pricking feeling hit my throat, which was itchy and painful, and I couldn't help coughing twice.

"How are you? Is there anything wrong?" Cangyang Gyatso's anxious voice came over, I paused and raised my eyes to look at him.I wanted to speak, but my throat was so dry that I couldn't make a sound.Shaking his head hastily, Cangyang Gyatso's eyes suddenly softened.My heart felt warm when I saw it, and the fear I had suppressed slowly subsided again.

I have imagined thousands of ways to die under the persecution of Sanjay Gyatso, and this one is undoubtedly the best one.At least I was not kidnapped for no apparent reason, not to mention that Tsangyang Gyatso is right in front of me, even if he cannot be relied on, just watching from a distance can give me great courage...

"Pazhuo, let her go." Cangyang Gyatso frowned tightly, the corners of his lips were cold and hard, and there was a chill in his dark eyes that I had never seen before.I couldn't help shivering, and felt a coolness pouring down from the top of my head like copper and iron... I have known him for so long, and we have been together almost day and night, although I have made him angry countless times, but he The number of times he really gets angry is very few, but today I know what he looks like when he is extremely angry...

"Master." Pazhuo behind him lowered his head, breathing heavily against my ear.I subconsciously wanted to dodge, but the blade in my throat was getting closer and closer, and I was forced to raise my neck, "Forgive Pazhuo for not being able to comply, Pazhuo was ordered by Master Diba to take her today." life."

A hoarse voice came from the top of his head, mixed with a little piety, and a trace of panic that was suppressed to the utmost.I couldn't help but twitched the corners of my mouth. If this cold Tibetan knife hadn't touched my neck, maybe I would show him admiration and sympathy like I did to Jian Zan, but now...

My eyes moved back unconsciously, unexpectedly Pazhuo was also looking at me, they looked at each other, I calmly turned my eyes away, only felt that the muscles on my face stiffened.

It can be seen that Sanjay Gyatso is a very well-mannered person, the people under him are all rigid, even speaking in the same tone... Just like him, while twisting red bamboo stones and chanting scriptures, at the same time turning his hands around Cover hands as rain.If fate cannot be changed, then sometimes those pushing hands are not my own choice...

"Humph—" Cangyang Gyatso's cold voice rang out, "A place of Buddhism, do you want to commit murder?" Pazhuo behind him took a breath, and the hand holding the knife handle trembled slightly twice.

In fact, I can feel that he has been a little scared, but it should be more conflicts and struggles.Even if you are not a monk, you still believe in Buddhism.Killing someone like this in front of the most admired DL Lama in all of Tibet, even if it is difficult to obey the order, will always feel uneasy.Otherwise, he would have killed me long ago, so why would he care if it is an important place of Buddhism...

"Come with me, don't play tricks." The voice next to my ear became calm again, Pazhuo put the Tibetan knife against my neck with one hand, and pulled my shoulder with the other hand, and walked back through the Pulu door curtain.As he stepped back step by step, my breathing gradually became heavy.

For a while, he couldn't understand why Cangyang Gyatso deliberately led him out of the pavilion, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was not an option to stay stalemate in the side hall.Looking up at the crimson figure who followed closely but didn't dare to get too close, I subconsciously searched his face, trying to find some clues.

His eyes swept over Cangyang Gyatso's arm, only to find that his cassock was scratched, and upon closer inspection, the inner leather jacket was scarlet.I couldn't help but stare at that handsome face, my throat became more dry and sore, "Cangyang Gyatso, are you injured?!"

His chest heaved violently, and his body trembled uncontrollably.Pazhuo noticed my strangeness, thought I was going to run away, the blade in his throat couldn't help tightening, "Don't make me move!"

"Hiss..." A stabbing pain came, and I couldn't help taking a breath.Instinctively wanting to dodge, his head was pushed back by Pazhuo's hand.It feels like the blade has cut through the skin, and the blood beads oozing out bring a moist feeling.I was trembling with pain, and even heard the chattering of my teeth.

Resisting not to make a sound, he half-closed his eyes and looked at Cangyang Gyatso, only to see that his expression changed, the veins on his forehead bulged, and the originally clear eyes were full of unrestrained anger, "Pazhuo! If you dare to touch her, I will definitely not let you end well!"

I froze, and my eyes suddenly became hot.Staring at that handsome face for a long time, his lips trembled for a long time but he was speechless.I vaguely remember when I was studying the "Eight Masters' Enlightenment Sutra", it mentioned the four demons, namely the five yin demons, vexation demons, death demons, and heavenly demons.The first three kinds of demons all originate from oneself, and only the last kind of heavenly demons come from the temptation of the five desires and six dusts in the world.

If you cannot subdue the four demons, you will not be able to survive in the pure land, and even lead to three disasters and eight disasters... For Cangyang Gyatso, has I, the demon, already lived in his heart?Thinking of this, my mouth felt bitter. Is it really as Lhazang said, under the skin of compassion...

The pain in my neck became more and more clear, and I slowly pulled back my thoughts.Being dragged all the way back, he staggered non-stop.Several times I wanted to ask Tsangyang Gyatso to deal with the wound first, but after thinking about it, I endured it. It is impossible for him to take care of himself before ensuring my safety.

The warm sun is shining in Zongjiao Lukang, but my forehead is covered with cold sweat.The cheeks were wet for a while, sweat and tears glued together, sticky and cold.A few strands of hair were hanging by the ears, but there was no way to get them out.I looked up and saw the scar on Tsangyang Gyatso's arm, and my heart gradually changed from fear to irritability.

"Hurry up." Padro's hoarse voice rang in my ears, I was pulled by his shoulders and stepped onto the five-hole stone arch bridge, I frowned in displeasure, but felt him stop suddenly.I paused, but before I could react, a silver light flashed in front of my eyes.My eyes were stabbed so hard that I couldn't open them. When I raised my eyes again, I saw the shining Tibetan knife stopped an inch from my cheek.

I took a breath calmly, but the fingers in my sleeves trembled uncontrollably.Pazhuo thought I was afraid, so he couldn't help lowering his head and glanced at me, "Don't worry, it won't hurt you too much." Some anxious breaths blew against my ears, and it hurt like a cheesecloth, I finally couldn't bear it anymore. Turning back and glaring at him, "You haven't died before, how do you know it doesn't hurt?!"

Pazhuo was stunned, his face turned blue and white.I twitched the corner of my mouth and looked away angrily, only to see Tsangyang Gyatso staring at me with a livid face a few steps away.Subconsciously shivering, he realized how dangerous his actions were just now.I looked at him with a guilty conscience, and I hurriedly turned my eyes away...

"Let me remind you again, think about the consequences before you do it." Cangyang Gyatso's cold voice came, and when he turned his head to look, the expression on that handsome face was as usual, but there was a gloomy look in his dark eyes. indifferent.I paused, my throat suddenly trembled, I lowered my head uneasily, but I was just thinking about the deep meaning in his eyes...

Feeling in a daze, Pazhuo raised his neck behind him, the fingers holding the handle of the knife on his cheeks were so tight that his knuckles turned white, and his heavy breath turned into a helpless smile, "Master, there is no need to threaten again, since Come, Pazhuo intends to go and never return."

Cangyang Gyatso was silent for a long while, then suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, "Huh, it's a good one that never returns..." Just as he finished speaking, he heard a sound of "whoosh", and a feathered arrow came through the air.I froze, staring dumbly at the iron arrowhead that was getting closer.Suddenly, a figure flashed out of the corner of the eye, Cangyang Gyatso kicked Pazhuo in the abdomen.

"Hmm..." There was a muffled groan from behind his head, Pazhuo tilted his body in pain, "Puchi", the sound of the arrow piercing into the flesh sounded, Pazhuo's spine trembled suddenly, and he froze there motionless.I stared blankly at his tall body suddenly fell down, the whole person was still shrouded in lingering fear, a pair of warm arms tightly encircled me.

"Frightened?" I raised my eyes to meet Shangcangyang Gyatso's eager eyebrows, and my anxious breathing slapped my face uncontrollably.He shook his head indiscriminately, but tears fell from his eyes.The cheeks were gently held up, Cangyang Gyatso rubbed his fingers to wipe away the tears on my face, and his tone was full of comfort, "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

"Hmm..." I nodded with a choked voice, the back of my head was pressed by the warm palm, and my face was buried in his arms.Inhaling the familiar fragrance of Buddha, the painful heartbeat in my chest slowly calmed down.

There was a sound of chaotic footsteps next to my ears, and I turned my head to look, and several acolytes, officers and soldiers came running over.At the front was Duo Ren holding a bow and arrow. He ran a few steps, panted and knelt down to salute.Cangyang Gyatso waved his hand to signal him to get up, and he stepped aside respectfully.Only then did I realize that the arrow just now came from him, and the feathered arrow was deliberately shot at me, in fact, it was to relax Pazhuo's vigilance...

Several officers and soldiers lifted up Pazhuo who was lying on the ground. Although he couldn't move, he seemed to be somewhat conscious.Unconsciously looking at him, the eyes of the two met in the air, the gray-brown eyeballs brightened for a moment and then completely darkened.I sighed silently, looking at the pool of bright red blood on the gray and white bridge tiles, my throat tightened inexplicably, if Cangyang Gyatso's kick was slightly off, I'm probably the one who was carried away now... …

There were inexplicable emotions stirring in my heart, and I secretly adjusted my still somewhat disordered breathing.Unconsciously, he raised his hand to hold Cangyang Gyatso's arm, but saw him frowned and took a deep breath.I froze for a moment, and then suddenly woke up!

"Does it hurt?" Carefully pinching his forearm, I gently opened the cassock, and the leather jacket inside stuck to the flesh. I trembled with my fingers and didn't dare to use gravity to remove it, but my throat was so sore. It was as if a piece of lead was constantly moving.

Cangyang Gyatso shook his head lightly.I paused, and unconsciously frowned, "The wound is so deep, how could it not hurt?! You..." Before you could finish speaking, he suddenly hugged your body.I was startled, and put my arms around his neck in a hurry.

We are so close that we can hear our breath, but I can't feel happy at all.Staring at Cangyang Gyatso with a solemn expression, I twisted my throat and said, "Put me down quickly, I can walk, your arm is still hurt."

"I'm fine." Cangyang Gyatso glanced at me indifferently, and carried me to the pavilion.I struggled, but I didn't dare to really use my strength. Firstly, I was afraid of tearing his wound, and secondly, I really didn't have much strength in my body.But after protesting for a long time, he still insisted on going his own way.Feeling a little angry, I simply turned my head and looked to the other side, "You won't listen to what I say."

As soon as the words fell, Cangyang Gyatso stopped in his footsteps.I froze for a moment, then turned back to look at him, only to see him leaning over, "I forgot to settle the score with you. Is there anyone more disobedient than you in this world?!"

I secretly swallowed my dry saliva, shrunk my head and tried to hide in his arms, but unexpectedly my back was pushed against by his arms, and I straightened out uncontrollably.Cangyang Gyatso's scorching breath swept the tears on my face, causing slight pain, "I'm dying, right? How dare you be so horizontal with a knife on your neck?!"

I couldn't help feeling depressed when I heard this, "Who told him to slash you? I just yelled at him. Thinking about it, it's really cheap for him..." Before he finished speaking, Tsangyang Gyatso's expression changed. Already livid.I cleared my throat, and slowly swallowed the second half of the words stuck in my throat.

After a stalemate like this for a while, I couldn't help stretching out my hand and tugging at his cassock, "Don't be angry. Your wound is still bleeding. When it's done, you can scold him whatever you want, right?" Cang Yang Gyatso gave me a blank look, but the expression on his face improved a little, "When will you learn how to prioritize when you are in trouble?"

"Yes, yes, I'm going to learn it soon." He promised in a hurry, but he still sang the opposite tune in his heart as always, obviously he was injured and didn't heal in time, and he didn't know who the person who was not prioritizing... …

All the way to the side hall, the curtain was raised, and I struggled to get off the ground.Cangyang Gyatso came to pull me from behind, but I threw it away in two or three times.Seeing that my attitude was very firm, he didn't force me anymore.

I hurriedly found the medicine box, and I hurriedly dragged him over to sit down.Carefully rolled up his sleeves, opened the leather jacket that was mottled with blood, and a bright red knife edge came straight into my eyes.The blade penetrated a little deep into the flesh, and blood beads still leaked out from time to time. Fortunately, the temperature is low now, and the blood flow is slow, so the blood loss will not be too much.

Even so, with a "click", my tears rolled down uncontrollably, slid over Tsangyang Gyatso's wrist, and then dripped onto my Songba shoes, "It hurts so badly, even Don't you need to ask Bai Zong to come and see?" I looked at Cangyang Gyatso with a distressed face, but he wiped away the tears on my face, "No, just apply the medicine and bandage for me."

I sucked my nose, lowered my head and closed my lower eyelids tightly, completely clearing the tears in my eyes, and then dared to continue the movement of my hands.Turning around, I ordered the acolyte beside me to fetch some hot water. I wrung out the towel and gently wiped the blood on Cangyang Gyatso's forearm.

After cleaning up, I poured some medicinal powder from a small porcelain bottle and slowly applied it to the scarlet wound.He didn't make a sound, but frowned slightly.It wasn't until I wrapped him in a soft white cloth that I felt a little relieved in my heart.

"Is that all right?" I couldn't help asking again, thinking about it again and again, but I was still a little uneasy.

"Yeah." Cangyang Gyatso nodded, seeing my disbelieving expression, he couldn't help but reached out and rubbed the top of my head, "I know medicine." I was shaken by his rubbing, but my mouth was absent-mindedly muttering , "Who knows if you are a quack..."

Cangyang Gyatso couldn't help his eyes flashing when he saw me muttering words.I pursed my lips, and suddenly felt the sweat on my cheeks flowing down my neck into the wound on my neck, "Hiss..." I took a deep breath, grinning my teeth in pain.

I reached out to touch the wound, but was held tightly by a warm palm, "Don't move." The faint scent of Buddha came, and I turned my head away enduring the pain.Tsangyang Gyatso reached out and brushed away the broken hair on my neck. After waiting for a while, the hot towel was slowly pasted up.Even though the movement was very gentle, I still shivered in pain.Gritting his teeth hard, he survived.

When I applied the medicine, I felt that the cassock under my hands was about to be torn apart by me.As soon as the powder touched the wound, my body uncontrollably moved to the side.After going back and forth like this several times, Cangyang Gyatso finally couldn't bear it anymore and pressed me on the couch.My hands were bound and raised above my head, and my legs were tightly supported by his knees. There was really no way to move, so I could only be honest.

By the time the white cloth was wrapped, my body was as tired as if I had peeled off a layer of skin.I was gasping for breath, my forehead was covered with cold sweat, I wiped it with a hot towel twice, and then I felt better.

After lying on the couch for a while, Tsangyang Gyatso suddenly grabbed my arm.I was taken aback for a moment, and when I looked up, I was already hugged by him on his lap.He lowered his head to my neck, gently opened my sleeves, and asked in a low voice while examining, "Does your wrist still hurt?"

I was startled, and shook my head subconsciously, but my heart was a little sore.Even I almost forgot that my wrist was pulled and hurt, but he still remembered... I buried my head into his warm embrace, and I silently felt his heartbeat, and the rhythmic rhythm passed down my chest into mine. Inside the eardrums, every hit seemed to sink into the bottom of my heart.

Cangyang Gyatso suddenly wrapped his arms around my body with great force, and it was so tight that it hurt a little. I struggled uncomfortably, but I was afraid that the movement would be too big and it would hurt his wound, so I had no choice but to give up.Looking around, all the acolytes retreated, the thick pulu curtains isolated the cold and chill of winter, and the entire side hall was so quiet that there was not a single sound.

After snuggling for a while, the oppressive atmosphere floating in the air gradually spread into my heart.Feeling the soft white cloth on Cangyang Gyatso's forearm, it seems that an inexplicable emotion enveloped me...

After all, until this day, Sanjay Gyatso's hostility towards me has reached its peak.Let me get away with it this time, he will definitely find a chance to do it again.Although I am used to being the stumbling block of Tsangyang Gyatso, this is the first time I have truly realized the meaning of "stumbling block", obstacles and entanglements, which make people unconsciously want to kick away...

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but my eyes became hot.I wrapped my hands tightly around Tsangyang Gyatso's waist, and I took a deeper breath of the sweet air in his arms.In fact, ever since Sanjay Gyatso abdicated, I vaguely felt that Tsangyang Gyatso had already made up his mind.There has been no action, maybe it was a fluke, or something else.It's just that now, I can no longer pretend to be confused.I don't care about anything else, but I can't let him get hurt anymore...

"Cangyang Gyatso, what are you going to do to me?" I leaned against his arm, and tears silently seeped into the crimson cassock.The cheek was gently pinched back by a hand, Cangyang Gyatso looked down at me, his eyes were softly shining, "He is determined to kill you, I can't keep you by my side all the time."

I choked up a sob, but the tears in my eyes grew more and more, "Then, am I going to be thrown away by you?" Cangyang Gyatso was taken aback when he heard this, and stretched out his hand to support my body, "Why?" He held my cheeks with a slight frown, and rubbed my tears with his warm fingers, "I'm starting to think wildly again..."

The fiery breath came down, and I was inexplicably terrified, "What can I do? Is there a better way?" Cangyang Gyatso pressed my slightly trembling shoulders, and after a long silence, he opened his mouth and said, " There is... there is another person who can protect you."

I was stunned, and raised my eyes to look into his dark eyes. I was dazed for a long time before I violently shook off his hands.Struggling with all my strength, I fell down on the cold Aga ground with a "boom".Cangyang Gyatso got up and wanted to help me, but I hurriedly shrank back with my arms, my unclear vision was completely blurred in the water.

In a daze, my arm was firmly grabbed, and I wanted to shake it off like an electric shock, but I couldn't break free no matter how hard I tried.Feeling being hugged again, I burst into tears, "I don't want to..." I shook my head desperately, the tears on my face even swayed and slid down to the skirt of my clothes.

"Be obedient." Cangyang Gyatso comforted me softly, reaching out and pressing my head back into his arms.I stopped sobbing restrainedly, grabbed his wrist and said, "You can put me in another courtyard, I promise I won't make noise or make trouble, let alone sneak out. You only need to come and see him once in a while." I'll be fine... hide it a bit more secretly, and he won't find out, right?"

Cangyang Gyatso stared at me with a slight frown, his dark eyes flickered, but after a long while he just called my name softly, "Dolma..."

I stared blankly at him, only to feel the tenderness and love in that voice was like a heavy punch hitting my heart hard.Pain, helplessness, sadness... All kinds of emotions surrounded me like a hail of bullets, so tight that I couldn't breathe.Reaching out to touch the neck, the rapidly beating blood vessels seemed to still have the cold touch of a hidden knife. I closed my eyelids, and the remaining tears in my eyes rolled down, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Cangyang Gyatso didn't speak, but his arms around me became tighter and tighter.He lowered his head and kissed the tear stains on my face lightly, breathing hot and lingering.I quietly felt the gentle moist heat, which spread all the way from my skin to my heart.Resisting not to cry anymore, it took me a long time to completely stop sobbing.

It turns out that helplessness is such a feeling... I used to sigh non-stop, but now I really feel it, but I feel that any words of comfort have become pale and powerless.Even being hugged by Tsangyang Gyatso so intimately, there was still a bit of cold air creeping into the robe.I sighed softly, after all, I was going to take the risk... Who else can make Sanjay Gyatso afraid now, except Lhazang...

None of us closed our eyes that night.Cangyang Gyatso hugged me and sat until dawn, comforting me in a low voice.Although my heart was full of depression, I couldn't look uncomfortable in the face of his worried brows.

I thought that considering my safety, he would arrange for me to leave immediately.Later, considering that my wound hadn't healed yet, he still asked me to stay in Zongjiao Lukang for a few more days so that I could take good care of it.

These days, Tsangyang Gyatso has been with me almost every step of the way. Firstly, I am worried that Sanjay Gyatso will find an opportunity to do it again, and secondly, to comfort my inexhaustible reluctance.

I lived as usual, except for sleeping, I spent the rest of the time pestering Tsangyang Gyatso, talking about things, and it seemed that I was as happy as before.

It's just that every time I think about the fact that we are about to part, rationality will guide the thoughts in my mind to forcibly turn around.Whether it is incompetence or cowardice, as long as I think about it, I feel as if I have been thrown into the winter sea, and the deep and heavy sea water is swallowing my body in all directions...

"The wound is almost healed." I slowly opened the white cloth wrapped around Cangyang Gyatso's forearm, and a stifling smell of medicine came out.Picking up the small porcelain bottle on the low table, I stretched out my hand and poured out some medicinal powder, and dabbed it on the somewhat uneven wound until it was evenly applied. The high sleeves were slowly lowered.

Just as he wanted to get up to throw away the old cloth strips, his shoulders were pressed down.Tsangyang Gyatso pulled me over, opened my collar with his slender fingers, and inspected it carefully.I bit my lip, and after he finished reading, I walked towards the wastebasket without saying a word.

Sitting blankly on the rocking chair, I stared blankly at Tsangyang Gyatso who was helping me pack my bags.The hotness in my eyes surged up several times, and I raised my head again and again to hold back.I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was no sound in the room.With my head down, I was stealthily wiping my tears with my sleeves.Looking up at Cangyang Gyatso, his eyes swept across the entire side hall, and then fell back on me, "Is there anything else you like? I'll bring you all."

I was stunned, rolled his eyes at him, and turned away from the other side, "I'm not going on a trip." I caught a glimpse of him walking over from the corner of my eyes, and I stretched out my hands to rub my sore eyelids, and the voice was so low that I could barely make out Throat, "Besides, I can't take my favorite with me..."

Cangyang Gyatso stopped in front of me, stretched out his hand and pinched the tip of my nose, "Idiot, it's not that I won't let you come back." My eyes became hot, and I stretched out my hand to hold his palm, tears streaming down my face fall down.Tsangyang Gyatso leaned over and hugged me, kissed my cheek, and whispered softly in my ear again.

I sobbed for a while, then gradually stopped.Realizing that crying would not help, he simply pinched his arm fiercely.The stimulation of pain temporarily overwhelmed the sorrow in my heart, and without giving myself a chance to dazzle myself, I pulled the burden from Cangyang Gyatso's hand and strode out of the hall.

As soon as the pulu curtains were lifted, the cold winter air rushed in.I sucked my cool nose and walked out of the pavilion at a slow speed.Cangyang Gyatso has been following behind unhurriedly, and he didn't catch up until he walked on the five-hole stone arch bridge.

It was evening, the sky was glowing red, and the dim sky could not cover the wine-colored sunset.All the way in silence, when I walked out of the east gate of Zongjiao Lukang, the sky was getting darker, and the gray and black clouds overlapped vaguely above, so far away that I couldn't estimate the distance, and it seemed that I could hold it with my hand...

From a distance, I saw a luxuriously decorated cowhide carriage parked by the side of the road, and a Mongolian-dressed servant was leading a tall rabbit-brown horse.Hearing the noise, Lhazang, who was wearing a light yellow satin robe a few steps away, turned his gaze and looked towards us.The distance was a little far away, and his face was blurred.I didn't bother to look, but when I got closer, I couldn't help but glanced at each other.

Lhazang snorted coldly, glanced past me at Cangyang Gyatso, and there was a twinkle in Danfeng's long and narrow eyes.Ignoring him any more, I stopped, turned around and looked at Cangyang Gyatso, my eyes fixed on his handsome cheek, but I didn't know what to say for a moment.

After being silent for a while, he stretched out his hand to loosen the broken hair beside my ear, and lifted the burden that had slipped down to my arm onto his shoulder.I slowly raised my head and wrapped my arms around his waist.Tsangyang Gyatso leaned down and gently kissed my cheek.

Standing on tiptoe, I rested my chin on his shoulder.After cuddling intimately for a while, I felt inexplicably sitting on pins and needles. When I looked up, I found that Lhazang was staring at me intently.As soon as the eyes of the two met, his eyes suddenly became gloomy.

I glanced at him indifferently, and when I came back to my senses, Tsangyang Gyatso had pulled me away.He looked at me softly, and slowly stroked my forehead with his warm fingertips, "I will bring you back as soon as possible."

"Hmm..." I nodded, trying to hold back the tears, but my throat became more and more twitching, "You...you must remember to take the medicine and take good care of your injuries...Also, pay more attention to rest, don't stay in the lamplight all the time. Reading next time is bad for your eyes, and..." I paused, trying to continue, but the words I didn't say choked in my throat like dry cotton balls.After adjusting my breathing, I silently glanced down and waved to Tsangyang Gyatso.

"I'm leaving." A clear voice came from beside my ear, I closed my eyes, bit my lip and nodded.I refrained myself from looking at it until the familiar sound of footsteps sounded, gradually became lighter, and was about to disappear.

Raising my head abruptly, I ran towards the crimson figure, and Tsangyang Gyatso was knocked by me and swayed.I held his waist tightly from behind, my voice was so trembling that I couldn't utter a complete syllable, "Cangyang Gyatso, I...I will miss you very much, will you... miss me too?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around, picked me up in his arms, and strode towards the cowhide carriage.Ignoring Lhazang's gloomy gaze, Tsangyang Gyatso carried me into the carriage by himself.The moment the pulu curtain was lowered, Lazang sneered and turned his eyes away...

I didn't have any extra thoughts to care about it, and the warm Buddha fragrance instantly surrounded me.Tsangyang Gyatso leaned over and pressed me on the soft woolen cushion. As soon as the fiery kiss touched my cool lips, the jaws were pried open.The familiar hot and humid feeling slid into my mouth, lingering wantonly and softly, chasing after.

Reluctantly, I bowed my body, clasped Tsangyang Gyatso's neck with both hands, and bit the thin lip stuck between my teeth slightly.After tossing and turning for an unknown amount of time, the weight on my body made me unable to breathe.Cangyang Gyatso grabbed my waist and lifted my upper body up.I just took a breath of fresh air when I was pressed against the wall of the car again.

The overwhelming light kisses fell on my cheeks, and the hot and humid feeling went all the way down the neck, staying on the undulating collarbone for a long time.Even though I was surrounded by a breath sweeter than honey, my tears slid all over my face.Cangyang Gyatso stopped, stretched out his hand and hugged me, "I promise you, when you come back, I will give you whatever you want."

I bit my dry lips and said in a hoarse voice, "I only want you." Cangyang Gyatso turned my face and reprimanded me softly, "Be obedient." I looked at his slightly frowning brows and nodded , the tears still couldn't stop falling, "Cangyang Gyatso, am I annoying?"

He paused when he heard the words, looked down at me, and was about to speak, but I quickly buried myself in his arms, "I also know that it's not good to cling to you like this all the time, but... I just can't control it... ..."

Tsangyang Gyatso stretched out his hand to caress the top of my head, and his low voice was full of tenderness, "I didn't say you can't do this." He pushed me away slightly, held my shoulder with one hand, and rubbed my cheek with the other. , "You are not allowed to cry anymore when you get there, do you hear?" Seeing that I have not answered for a long time, he stretched out his hand and pinched my chin, "Huh?"

I looked up at him with my neck up, and after a long silence, I still nodded.Cangyang Gyatso leaned over and kissed me on the forehead, then stretched out his hand and opened the pulu curtain.I followed him out of the carriage, the cold wind poured into the skirt of my clothes, and the heat in my eyes gradually turned cold.

Cangyang Gyatso turned his back to me, walked a few steps but stopped.He tilted his head to look at Lazang, his voice returned to his usual coldness, "Don't forget your promise." Lazang smiled with a smile on his face, and glanced at me intentionally or unintentionally from the corner of his eye, "You also Same." Cangyang Gyatso didn't answer, but just looked back at me deeply.I waved my hand at him dully, but there was bitterness in my mouth...

Looking at his back, I froze on the spot, my heart felt like the ground was cracking, and hot magma burst out of the ground crazily.I want to cry, I want to scream, I want to rush back to his side desperately...Thousands of thoughts are shaking violently in my mind like the tide hitting the reef, I desperately use my reason to filter layer by layer, but in the end What sinks into the bottom of my heart is only the deep-seated panic pain.

Until the crimson figure was blurred into dots in the continuous water light, I couldn't support my body anymore, and I swayed and fell down on the stone road... No matter how frantically I recalled, I still couldn't remember a single bit of it. How long will Ba really lose power? One year...or two years...