71 km

At [-]:[-] in the morning, the sun is not too warm.

Yang Ziwen got up early, and at the moment she was sitting cross-legged on the tatami next to the billiard table, scrolling through Weibo, her fingers covered in red nail polish quickly flipping through it for a long time, but she couldn't find the news she was interested in.

"Girl, did the driver call you?"

The person who spoke was the owner of the Youth Hostel, a young man who was only 24 years old. Yang Ziwen only saw him last night when he was about to go to bed. He called all the girls living in the store "girls", which sounds quite pleasing at first glance. .

Yang Ziwen replied with a smile: "I called just now and told us to go downstairs at eight o'clock on time."

The boss nodded and said, "That's fine. Be careful when you go to Qinghai Lake. There is a section of the road where the altitude is quite high. If you feel unwell, tell the driver."

"Got it, thank you"

The boss looked at Yang Ziwen and raised the noodle bowl in his hand to signal him to go eat.

Yang Ziwen put down his phone and stretched his waist, still a little sleepy, chatting with that foreigner brother too late last night. . . . . .

"Wen Wen"

Yang Ziwen turned his head in response.

Jiang Ming walked towards her in sportswear, with a backpack on his back. Lu Kun followed behind him, tall and unsteady, not as straight as Jiang Ming.

It's okay to think about it carefully, after all, Jiang Ming graduated from the police academy, so it must be different after formal training.

Yang Ziwen patted the seat next to him and said, "Come and sit for a while, just go downstairs at eight o'clock, and buy some snacks downstairs to eat on the way."

Jiang Ming sat down, took off his backpack and put it aside.

"What are you doing there? Come and sit down."

Yang Ziwen looked at Lu Kun standing next to Jiang Ming like a wooden man, and beckoned him.

"Just get up, let's stand for a while," the voice was lazy, with the tiredness of the morning.

Yang Ziwen pouted, not understanding the necessary connection between "just got up" and "stand for a while". . . . . .

"We're going to Qinghai Lake today. On the way, we passed Kumbum Monastery and Heima River. I heard from the boss that there is still a section at a very high altitude."

Yang Ziwen reported the itinerary like a tour guide.

"How tall?"

The two asked questions in unison, and looked at each other after speaking.

Yang Ziwen found it funny inexplicably, "I don't know... By the way, we're going to spend the night there tonight, have you brought anything to wash?"

Jiang Ming: "Bring it"

Yang Ziwen looked at Lu Kun again.

"......No"

"I forgot to say, I have already vacated the room here, you two bring your luggage here and store it for a while, and come back to pick it up when you come back."

Jiang Ming got up to get it, but Lu Kun pressed his shoulder and said, "I'll go, you wait."

After speaking, Lu Kun turned and left.

Looking at Lu Kun's back, Yang Ziwen said meaningfully: "Did you sleep well last night?"

Jiang Ming's tone was as usual, "Very good."

Yang Ziwen looked at him, the expression in his eyes became more complicated every second.

Jiang Ming was a little guilty when she saw her, but he still pretended to be calm and asked her, "What's wrong?"

Yang Ziwen moved closer to him, and said in a low voice, "Hey, I'll give you Lu Kun."

Jiang Ming stood up abruptly, and said angrily, "You're sick! What's the wind in the morning?!"

"Cut! Jiang Ming, we have known each other for so many years and we don't understand anyone. Do you think Lu Kun's eyes are normal?"

"Is it abnormal?"

"Is it normal?!"

"..." Jiang Ming was about to refute something when he heard the phone ring.

Yang Ziwen picked up the phone and hung up after saying a few words. She got off the tatami, put on her shoes, walked to Jiang Ming, slapped him on the back, and said, "You can talk to Jiang Ming after you think it over. I was stubborn, but the driver said he’s here, let’s go.”

After finishing speaking, she went downstairs on her own, leaving Jiang Ming in place, as if she was thinking about Yang Ziwen's words in a daze.

In the grocery store downstairs of the youth hostel, an old couple stood at the counter, one of them stuffed things into plastic bags, and the other carefully calculated the price with a calculator.

"Get some bags of yogurt"

Yang Ziwen took three or four bags of yogurt from Xining in various flavors.

The auntie took a look at the bags of yogurt, then picked out a bag and was about to walk out of the counter, saying: "This bag is swollen, I will change it for you."

Yang Ziwen quickly waved his hands and said, "Auntie, let me come."

While talking, Jiang Ming passed a new bag from behind her.

"A total of 43"

The chief financial officer, Yang Ziwen, opened the zipper of his wallet, took out a [-], and then smiled and said to the uncle who settled the accounts: "You don't have to look for it anymore."

"Eh? Child, no, I have to ask for your money",

Yang Ziwen smiled and waved his hands, pulling Jiang Ming and Lu Kun out hurriedly, even though the uncle yelled several times, he didn't stop.

After leaving the store, Lu Kun said, "Wen Wen is so generous."

Yang Ziwen tossed him the plastic bag in his hand, raised his head and said disdainfully: "What's so generous, and it's not a few dollars."

At this time, Jiang Ming saw a brown business car parked across the road, he pointed to the car and asked Yang Ziwen, "Is that the one?"

Yang Ziwen squinted his eyes at the license plate number and said, "That's it."

After the three people walked over, a man got out of the car. Looking at him in his 40s, he smiled at Jiang Ming and his party, then opened the car door and said, "Get in the car."

Yang Ziwen sat in the co-pilot, Jiang Ming sat in the second row, and Lu Kun sat in the second row. . . . . .Also sit in the second row.

As soon as the car started, Jiang Ming took a look at Lu Kun and asked, "You won't sit in the back, the back is spacious"

Lu Kun leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and said, "It's convenient to sit here."

convenient. . . . . .What's convenient?

Jiang Ming took a look in front of her, and met Yang Ziwen's eyes. The corners of her mouth turned up, she smiled strangely, and turned her head away after a moment.

Lu Kun calmly rubbed against Jiang Ming again.

"Master, turn on the air conditioner"

Jiang Ming tugged at his collar, suddenly feeling stuffy in the car.

The driver directly rolled down the window and said, "In Xining, the air conditioner is almost never turned on. You will know when the car starts to drive."

The three of them looked over together, the big brother's accent. . . . . .

Yang Ziwen asked first, "Master, are you Tibetan?"

"Yes, I am Tibetan"

Yang Ziwen jumped up excitedly and said, "That's great, this is the first time I've seen a Tibetan."

The driver master was just smiling when she said it, looking very shy.

The car slowly drove out of the urban area, and the green hills in the distance gradually became clear, but unfortunately there was nothing to see on the hills, not a single tree, and the grass was scarce.

At first, Yang Ziwen talked about the mountains with his Tibetan elder brother, but later he couldn't hold on and fell asleep, and the rest of the two were more energetic than the other, their eyes widened.

Jiang Ming chatted and started playing with his mobile phone, clicking here and there, but there was nothing else to do.

The person next to him seemed to be very quiet all the way, Jiang Ming maintained the posture of holding the mobile phone, squinting at the past, and slowly opened his eyes.

Lu Kun bowed his body, as if admiring the scenery ahead.

"Look at me for what?"

His voice was still cold, which made Jiang Ming's heart tremble. Just now, did he underestimate the scope of "afterglow".

At this time, the car passed a turn, and the Tibetan elder brother didn't slow down much, and turned directly. Lu Kun was shaken so that his body tilted, and one hand was behind Jiang Ming. He had to put all his strength on his left arm so as not to touch his body. The person next to him, but even so, they were too close.

Jiang Ming's side face was caught by Lu Kun's eyes, and the scene that suddenly flashed made him inexplicably fond of it. . . . . .

"Move over there," Jiang Ming said and pushed Lu Kun.

The car was already going straight, and he still maintained the posture that was overwhelmed by inertia when he turned the corner just now.

After being pushed by Jiang Ming, Lu Kun sat back in a sensible way, but what he said the next second made Jiang Ming really want to jump off the car!

"It's already the third time." Lu Kun put his head in his hands and leaned back, saying, "Why are you blushing?"

His voice was very low, and the Tibetan elder brother driving in front couldn't hear him, but Jiang Ming could hear him very clearly. . . . . .He didn't respond, and he didn't know how to respond. At this moment, if he tried to justify, he would only increase his doubts. He turned his head and looked out of the car window, his heart "jumping" almost out of his throat.

the third time. . . . . .If you didn't remember it deliberately, how could it be so clear.

Just when Jiang Ming's restless mood had just shown signs of calming down, he took another's hand in his hand, and then gently held it.

Jiang Ming bit his lip and pulled back, but the strength of that hand suddenly increased, and it hurt to hold him.

"Just a moment"

Lu Kun crossed his fingers, then turned his head to one side, without looking at Jiang Ming.

Delicate and dry, the palm is rough and wide, and the fingers are a knot longer than him.

This is all Jiang Ming can perceive.

From Lu Kun.

The two of them stopped moving, and their clenched hands were hidden under the loose trouser legs, like an unknown secret, but what they didn't know was whether he, and him, were trying to fool others or deceive themselves.

Or, it doesn't matter anymore.

"We're at Kumbum Monastery ahead, do you want to take a look?"

The quiet atmosphere was broken by the thick voice of the Tibetan elder brother, and Yang Ziwen stretched long after being woken up.

Jiang Ming quickly withdrew his hand, startling Lu Kun, obviously he was not prepared.

"Let's get out of the car and have a look, this place is quite famous"

The car door opened, the driver and Yang Ziwen got out of the car first, Jiang Ming got up to follow, but was held by the corner of his clothes by Lu Kun, unable to advance or retreat.

When Jiang Ming was about to say the unpleasant words, Lu Kun let go again.

Why are you so aware of the times all of a sudden?

"Hands are so fucking soft!"

Lu Kun looked at Jiang Ming with a smile, his slender eyes overflowed with love, endless.