Now, little cane

Yan He finished speaking.

Touching his nose, he smiled awkwardly: "That's why I have always wanted to visit this place where Buddhism prevails."

Qi Ling stared at Yan He for a moment: "Do you still read Buddhism?"

Yan He: "I've seen some, it's a bit of false consolation, but sometimes I don't even believe it myself.

"But there are some truths, and the words are very close to the heart."

Qi Ling: "What's the point?"

Yan He: "About fate, you see, this is a kind of metaphysics?"

Qi Ling lowered her head.

Yan He: "Did I say something wrong?"

Qi Ling shook her head and said in a deep voice, "Let's go, go eat something."

"Oh, good."

Qi Ling walked slowly, Yan He walked alongside him.

Yan He glanced at Qi Ling's profile.

With sword-shaped eyebrows drawn into the temples, a straight nose, and a face covered with frost, the young man has grown up.

After eating the pasta, Yan He suffered from headaches and had a bad appetite, so he only ate a little with slow efforts.

Seeing that he really couldn't eat, Qi Ling said, "Let's go buy some fruit later."

Yan He: "Yes."

Qi Ling glanced at the time, it was past three o'clock in the afternoon, neither embarrassing nor embarrassing.

Qi Ling: "Do you still want to go to any scenic spots?"

Yan Hemumu pleaded: "Can I only stay for two days?"

Qi Ling: "This is not negotiable."

Yan He sniffed: "Then let's go to the Jokhang Temple today."

Qi Ling looked at Yan He, sighed, and hailed a car anyway.

At the gate, Qi Ling went to buy tickets, Yan He saw that there were many believers at the gate of the temple, and there were many people who bowed and kowtowed.

The gate of the temple does not appear to be very high.

Solemn and solemn.

When Qi Ling bought the ticket and came back, Yan He turned to look at him.

Qiling stretched out her arms to embrace Yanhe, and said in a warm voice, "Follow me."

Yan He: "Oh."

The Buddha statues inside are resplendent and enshrined in gold for many years, and the rows of prayer wheels also add a bit of mysterious atmosphere.

"Turning mountains, rivers, and Buddhist pagodas is not for cultivating the afterlife, but just to meet you on the way."

Yan He suddenly thought of the poems he had read.

Qi Ling raised her eyebrows: "Cangyang Gyatso?"

Yan He nodded: "Yes, but these poems seem to be love poems, but they have nothing to do with love."

Qi Ling walked forward, dialed a row of prayer wheels, and said: "I used to have a Tibetan in the team. He said that his father kowtowed on his head and turned around the mountain to pray for the whole family."

Yan He slightly tilted his head to look at Qi Ling.

The corners of Qi Ling's mouth twitched slightly, she couldn't tell what the expression was, and said slowly: "My family came here when I was young, and it was my dad who came to the Tibetan area for work. Qi Shu is young, she and dad have a very good relationship , My mother was very annoyed by the trouble, so she simply brought the whole family to pick up my father and play in Tibet by the way.

"At the gate of the Jokhang Temple, my dad also kowtowed. Qi Shu is also on the side, learning to kowtow for fun. She is young, and I guard her, afraid of being bumped into. Qi Shu felt troublesome after kowtowing twice, and got up. , My dad kowtowed for a long time, Qi Shu asked him when he was leaving, he was sweating and said he would leave after knocking.

"I can still recall the scene at that time."

After Qi Ling finished speaking, she fell silent, and slowly lowered the hand turning the prayer wheel, thinking of something else.

Yan He said softly: "He loves you very much."

Qi Ling smiled: "When I was young, he was a very good father.

"My skills are all taught by him, always dragging me and Qi Shu up for a run every morning.

"My mother is a bit of a cold-faced beauty, and my father is always the one who teases us."

Yan He: "You are skilled."

Qi Ling's smile widened a bit: "Compared with Yun Chen, he is always hard to learn. I am younger than him, and I always want to beat him. But now that I think about it, he should let me go."

Yanhe listened quietly.

Qi Ling restrained her face: "But now my little uncle should make him more satisfied."

After seeing the Jokhang Temple, the two of them went back to the hotel. Qi Ling had booked the tickets for the Potala Palace a few days in advance.

Yan He ate some of the fruits he bought on the way at night.

The second day was still altitude sickness.

Yanhe was walking on the road and ate yogurt made in Tibetan areas in the morning. It was delicious, but he still couldn't eat too much.

Qi Ling turned her head to look at him from time to time.

Walking to a fruit stand, Yan He paused looking at the grapes, Qi Ling: "Want to eat?"

Yan He: "Why don't you come back and buy it?"

Qi Ling: "After visiting the Potala Palace, you don't want to walk more."

Yanhe: ...

Yan He stood on the side, wandering in his mind, Qi Ling was picking fruits, Yan He looked at the side of the road.

Suddenly a tricycle wobbled over. Yan He saw that it was approaching, and was about to move a step to avoid it. The tricycle hit the curb and turned over in an instant. When he looked closely, the child riding the bicycle fell to the ground and began to cry.

Yan He subconsciously went to look at Qi Ling.

He happened to look up here.

The eyes of the two people staggered and did not meet.

Qi Ling looked at the tricycle, the look of panic on his face disappeared for a moment, and then he found Yan He behind the car.

The voice became tense: "Where did you hit?"

Before Yan He could speak, he approached in three steps and two steps, pulling Yan He back two steps.

Yan He was stunned: "I didn't hit... hey..."

Qi Ling obstinately looked around at Yan He.

Then Qi Ling let out a long breath.

Yan He couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

Finally said in a low voice: "It's okay."

Qi Ling: "I didn't see you just now..."

The child's mother came over quickly, patted the ashes on the child, and scolded the child for being playful.

Qiling paid the money and came over to drag Yanhe away.

Yan He glanced at the mother and son again, and said in a low voice, "You should go to the hospital."

Qi Ling: "That's their business."

Yan He felt a little regretful that photography was not allowed inside the Potala Palace, so he took a few pictures at the entrance and two more pictures for Qi Ling.

I touched my pocket, but fortunately, the one I secretly took out of Qiling's suitcase last night was still there.

Step up.

Along the way, Yanhe was a little nervous and a little dazed.

Altitude sickness still dominates the body, and it is a bit sluggish.

He walked past one palace after another, and when he came out, there was blue sky and white clouds again. He almost didn't remember anything.

Hmm, so nervous.

He didn't know why he was nervous.

Looking at the city of Lhasa from behind the Potala Palace, there are snow-capped mountains in the distance. Yan He just walked in a hurry and gasped for breath.

Qi Ling frowned: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Yan He: "Huh?"

Qi Ling: "You don't talk when you come in."

Yan He swallowed, and said truthfully, "I'm nervous."

Qi Ling laughed: "Could it be because of this religious atmosphere?"

start with what?What can I say?

Do you want to change places?

No, it's almost over, and it's really over after a while...

Ahhhh, my brain must have been pumped back then.

Calm down and take it one step at a time.

Step by step……

What the hell is a step?

Seeing that Yanhe didn't speak, Qi Ling watched the distance with him, and said softly: "Looking at it this way, the sky is high and the earth is wide, isn't it beautiful?"

Yan He gave up struggling and closed his eyes, saying, "Qi Ling, I love you."

Qiling was startled for a moment, and looked back at Yanhe.

Yan He took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and looked at each other: "The last time I realized it before returning to China was when I brought Wu Yixing to meet Yan Jing.

"I put a ring on her and I thought her hands were too soft.

"When Yan Jing asked me if I loved her, I was silent."

The silence was embarrassing for both of them.

The perfunctory words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter them in the face of Yan Jing's eyes.

"But, you know, it's been too long after all.

"I always think that time can kill everything, and time really can, but this disease keeps reminding me. Every time there is a sign, the first thing I think of is always you."

Always everything that wants to be forgotten, always everything that should have been forgotten.

Let him down, but also let him helpless.

"You shouldn't like me like that. I often dream that you laugh because of my actions, that kind of smile that is very thorough and hearty. I dream that you are out of breath because of me. I dream that you hold my satisfied baby afterward." Face.

"The teenage feelings are too pure, too...profound.

"I can't forget you crying, so uncomfortable, but stubbornly walking your own path alone."

But stubborn and brave to face the real self.

"I can't forget all the little details of getting along with you.

"Can not forget you."

Qi Ling listened to Yan He's words, her chest heaved and she didn't speak.

Yan He knelt down on one knee, a little flustered, took out the ring box, and took the wrong one first, then tremblingly went to get the correct one, and when the ring was in his hand, Yan He raised his eyes to look at Qi Ling .

Qi Ling didn't look at him for a moment.

Yan He took a deep breath and looked at Qi Ling: "I've read a lot of Buddhist scriptures, and I've also read a lot of heart-warming works. I can always let go for a while, but when there are more unknown times, it seems that my heart will secretly pick you up again. Until the next time I suddenly remembered.

"Except for Yan Jing, I don't think our relationship will receive more blessings from the elders, nor will we tell too many people.

"so……"

Yan He took another breath: "So are you willing to be my lover, no matter good times or bad times, no matter rich or poor, no matter health or disability, until this love disappears?"

Qi Ling lowered her eyes and looked at Yan He with deep eyes.

Yan He felt that when he was speechless, the oxygen became thinner.

Qi Ling: "You snatched what I was going to say."

Yan He: "Huh???"

Qi Ling tapped the ring with her finger, and asked, "I prepared this, why is it in your hands?"

Yan He: "I knew you packed them in your suitcase when you left the house."

Qi Ling: "Did you take it when you went out today?"

Yan He was stunned: "When you took a shower before going to bed last night, I put it in your pocket."

Qi Ling laughed lightly.

Yan He didn't know why the plot didn't fit right, his knees hurt a little.

Qi Ling: "A lot of people are watching behind you."

Yanhe: ...

So what does it mean?!

Qi Ling patted the back of his hand lightly on his face: "Stupid?"

"what?"

"I reached out."

"what?"

Two seconds later, Yan He hurriedly put on a ring for Qi Ling with a blushing face.

After putting it on, Qiling raised her hand, a plain circle on the outside, just right.

Qi Ling laughed, a bit sour after laughing, and jokingly said: "At least I didn't make a mistake about who was which."

Yanhe: ...

Qi Ling pulled Yanhe: "Get up, isn't it uncomfortable to kneel?"

Yanhe: "Oh oh oh."

Looking back, really, there are a lot of people...

Qi Ling tugged at Yanhe, pressed Yanhe's head: "Hurry up, and lower your head if you don't want to be photographed all over."

"oh oh."

Altitude sickness seems to be a little stronger.

After walking for a while, there were finally fewer people.

Qi Ling: "At least you didn't choose to come during the peak season."

I don't know whether to praise him or mock him.

When he came to a corner, Qiling suddenly pushed Yan He against the wall, Yan He opened his eyes wide, he pressed the back of his head, his hot lips and tongue invaded, his nose kept hitting his cheek, Yan He was almost speechless.

"Open your mouth."

Yanhe opened his mouth obediently, and Qiling almost robbed him of the last thin oxygen.

Just before he was about to suffocate, Qi Ling let him go.

Yan He took a breath and confirmed his survival.

Qi Ling hugged him, patted his back lightly, Yan He gasped.

After a moment of calmness, Yan He could see things clearly before his eyes, and Qi Ling whispered in his ear: "There is still a word left."

The hot air from his breath hit his ears, making them numb.

Qi Ling clenched Yan He's left hand tightly, and he didn't know when he put a ring on it.

Qi Ling said: "I am willing."

The author has something to say: Let me tell you first, tomorrow will release the anti-piracy chapter, and if you buy it, you will get a discount~ The update time is the same as before, and those who are not within the specified time are all fang|dao.

The one where the child hit the curb while riding a bike was my experience. It’s not well written. It’s not that No.1 said it shouldn’t be able to bring it in. It’s just that I haven’t forgotten the look on my boyfriend’s face~ (It seems to be dog food~~2333

In the end, I am willing to say that sentence, in fact, I wrote it and burst the girl's heart~~~ wood hahaha

Thank you Peach Blossom Crisp, Ruyin local tyrants for throwing thunder~~ You asked me how much I love you, and I hugged you forcibly and didn’t let go (it doesn’t rhyme at all~233