Namco's soul

The sea breeze brought a fresh and humid atmosphere, and the waves roared. The temperature dropped and the sea began to rise. The blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners on the beach lazily packed their things and prepared to leave.

But Gonpo was still very excited lying on his back on the beach, wearing thin colorful beach pants that he had never worn before, with his upper body bare, looking up at one or two dark clouds floating in the sky.

The sun by the sea is different from the sun in Tibet. The sun and the sea here are like two leisurely travelers, one is swaying, and the other is stopping and going.

The sun in Tibet is their time. Even if they have clocks and mobile phones, they will always look up at the sun in the sky. The sun, like the snow mountain, is an eternal existence in their hearts.

Gonpo was fascinated by his thoughts, but Zhao Zihao's mind was not on it at all. He stared at Gonpo's upper body. The sun was shining all day, and Gonpo's originally too fair body was tanned red. The thin body is actually very predictable, and the muscles look very sexy when they are stretched out.

In any case, this is a young man in his prime.

Zhao Zihao smiled, his eyes hidden under the sunglasses seemed to be planning something.

"Do you like it?" Zhao Zihao walked to Gong Po with the coconut he had just cut open.

Like Gongpot, he wears a pair of brightly colored beach shorts and his upper body is bare, but his skin is much darker than that of Gongpot, it is dark wheat-colored skin, and it has a metallic luster after water drops.Like a lazy squinting lion.

Gonpo held the coconut, sucked the juice inside, squinted his eyes and smiled at Zhao Zihao, his eyes were full of novelty and a kind of excitement that made Zhao Zihao elusive.

In fact, Zhao Zihao was far from being as comfortable and confident as he appeared on the surface.

A week ago, when Zhao Zihao procrastinated to the end and finally had to leave, he still didn't think of a reason why he could definitely take Gong Po away.

In this place, not only is the altitude much higher than the flashy world I live in, but almost all souls are purer and more beautiful than I know.

Gonpo took Zhao Zihao on a pilgrimage with a large group of people, and the weather was very sunny that day, just like the usual weather in Tibet.But on the pilgrimage, everyone was silent, kneeling solemnly on the ground, lying on the ground, standing up again, and kneeling down again.

Everyone is very close, but it seems to be a whole by itself.

Zhao Zihao prepared water and put it in his wide skirt, and he also prepared some chocolates.He couldn't stop the pilgrimage to Kampot any more than he couldn't stop himself from noticing his knees, which might have been red, and his cheeks flushed from long-term exercise.

But he also had a little joy in his heart, feeling narcissistically that everyone here was blessing him.

In the temple on the mountain, Zhao Zihao didn't know what Gong Po would say to him, and what he wanted to say to that grandpa lama whom Gong Po met alone.

Only Zhao Zihao kept begging Gong Po not to tell the grandpa lama about himself and his feelings.

He was afraid that Gonpo would get hurt, that he would hurt the heart of this relative that Gonpo always cared about.

He is actually extremely cowardly.

But when he saw Gonpo coming out with red eyes, he just hugged him tightly. He saw the old man sitting alone in front of the Buddha statue in the courtyard, with his back to them, beating the wooden fish.

He can't blame anyone.He even loathes his selfish self a little.

Later, when Zhao Zihao took Gongbu away, Gongbu was still not in a good mood, but he was still a little excited because Zhao Zihao had already arranged everything.

"Where are we going first? To the big city where you live first?"

"Yes, I'll send them away first." Zhao Zihao pointedly looked at the few people who were honking downstairs.

"...Then, do I need to bring some other clothes?"

"No, I've already bought it for you. You are only responsible for the presence of the old god." Zhao Zihao joked.

"...What does it mean that the old god is here?"

"Just being by my side, being full of everything in my world—and not regretting my choices."

Gonpo turned his head a little embarrassed.

……

"Are we going to hold the wedding first?" On the train, the haze in Kampot's eyes had dissipated, and he leaned excitedly on the window.

"Haha, then do you want to marry me or marry me?" Zhao Zihao said jokingly as he framed Gonpo between the window and his body.

"Of course you married me." Gongbu put his hands on Zhao Zihao's handsome face,

"We can be on the beach, you are wearing a suit and holding a bouquet of flowers, I kiss you, and ask you if you are willing to be loyal to me forever, no matter rich or poor, stay by my side forever, and then you say..."

"It's a great honor for me, you are the whole point of my existence."

Seeing the man's unreasonable play of cards, Gongbu was taken aback for a moment, and replied seriously.

"No, we are just at the right time. Without you, I will continue to be my master, take care of my Namtso, all my relatives, work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

You just made my world wider and my life more fulfilling, but made me greedy.

But I'm content with it, and I'm sure you are too. "

Gongbu gently pulled down the back of Zhao Zihao's neck and kissed him lightly.

Zhao Zihao hugged the boy in his arms.No, this is not just a calm and wise young man, this is more mature and transparent than him, his lover is the salvation of his mediocre life.

……

Later, Zhao Zihao kissed the corner of Gongbu's eyes and said to wait for another year, when you are 20 years old, we will go back to Namtso to get married and stay there forever.Work together at sunrise and rest at sunset.

Zhao Zihao could see the youth's eyes sparkle.