Tropical Highway

"R, how are you? I'm standing on a hill right now.

"The signal is very poor, so I don't know if this private message can be sent. I told myself that if I can't send it, let it go. Recently, I have talked a lot about fate, and people have become nagging...

"Today someone said that there will always be a star that will find me. The moment I heard it, I felt like diving for a long time. I couldn't see my fingers. I didn't know how long it had passed. Then I surfaced before the oxygen was exhausted and took the first fresh breath. Air. I'm so confused, but I think you will be able to understand.

"Most of the tragedies that happen in the world are involuntary, but this is not my punishment.

"Hope you have a good day."

The dry wind along the way blows away fatigue and sadness, and the bumps also have a miraculous effect of soothing restlessness.

Going back to the side of the main road and finding the back door of Sera Monastery, You Zhen put the car in a conspicuous place as the Tibetan uncle said, put the key in the innermost position of the uncle's car seat, and called the other party to inform him of the situation.

But You Zhen didn't leave right away. He and his uncle confirmed the location again and again. Obviously, he didn't have much expectation for this plan—he was a stranger, and the surrounding area was considered a scenic spot, in case the motorcycle was stolen or damaged by someone. Then what will he pay the other party?Even had a little regret.

The uncle was open-minded, and he reassured him that he often did this. He delivered goods to Sera Monastery. The young monks on duty knew his car a long time ago. When they saw it the next day, even if they forgot, they would ask someone to remind them. It is impossible. accident.

He said it swearingly, You Zhen reluctantly let go of his snacks after thanking him again and again.When leaving, he turned his head three times and hung up the phone. You Zhen sighed lightly and turned around: "Let's go."

Zhai Lan put away his mobile phone just now, he was holding the strap of his backpack with both hands, he yawned halfway, as if he didn't wake up.

I can't say why, but You Zhen likes Zhai Lan's appearance inexplicably, with a slight frown between his brows, a little impatient, like a messy little animal that can't tell the difference between east, west, and north.

Having committed a wicked crime, You Zhen stopped abruptly, and without any accident, someone bumped into his back immediately——

"Damn it." Zhai Lan seemed to wake up now, "Why did it stop?"

You Zhen: "Suddenly remembered a terrible thing."

After nightfall at the northern end of the urban area, there were few people and few cars. You Zhen spoke in a low voice, as if something terrible was about to happen.Zhai Lan's pupils suddenly dilated, with cat-like skills, seeing You Zhen's serious expression, the dream-like hallucinations just now dissipated completely, and he couldn't help but start infinite associations——

horrible?What's so scary, did something fall on top of the mountain...?

"Zhai Lan." You Zhen solemnly called his name.

"What, what?"

"Actually, I just rode a motorcycle for the first time."

Zhai Lan: "...?"

Zhai Lan: "Damn it!"

Rugged mountain roads, steep cliffs, sharp turns, and long downhills, everything shattered with a loud noise, Zhai Lan almost jumped three feet in place: "Your first time riding a motorcycle?! Your first time?!"

No wonder he was flying in a trance just now, so it wasn't an illusion? !

The tone of the voice changed, and in the light of the street lamps, Zhai Lan's little face turned pale in an instant.

It seemed that the effect was a bit over the top. You really didn't expect Zhai Lan to react so strongly, so he hurried back and said, "No, hey, I have never ridden that kind of motorcycle that burns oil, but I can drive a battery car! Driving with one hand!"

Zhai Lan: "...Huh?"

"Battery car." You Zhen emphasized, rubbing the tip of his nose remorsefully, "I'm sorry, I just thought... Forget it, this time it's my fault, I won't say anything else to make you nervous, I just—"

"scare me?"

You Zhen: "..."

I can't say I'm scared, but I have some similar thoughts.

I just want to see Zhai Lan blow his hair.

No matter how you say this, it seems very strange. Admitting it will expose his bad taste, and it would be too insincere not to admit it.After being in a dilemma for a while, You Zhen finally said "ah" quickly.

Zhai Lan raised one eyebrow strangely, and realized that he seemed to be doing it on purpose, raised his gaze, and squinted at him.The eyes are arrogant, but the expression is pure and kind, and they are strangely harmonious when paired together.Seeing that You Zhen was not moving, he stretched out his hand to be at the same level as You Zhen's brows and eyes, and after a short pause, he bent his fingers and exerted force without hesitation——

After playing it, I really lost my mind.

"Oh!" You Zhen cried out in pain.

"Don't tease me anymore." Zhai Lan said with a straight face, "Childish!"

Saying these two words from his mouth was full of comic effect, You Zhen responded: "Hey, obey."

"Next time I will be angry." Zhai Lan said.

Of course You Zhen knew that Zhai Lan would not be really angry, he remembered his Ni Lin in his heart, but his body movements were still close to him, and he put his arms around Zhai Lan's shoulder: "Please eat something to apologize?"

"Well, of course." Zhai Lan said, pretending to be sullen, and laughed out loud in the next second.

The joy of playing tricks on small animals doesn't mean much after a while, and it won't be long before Zhai Lan sees through the old tricks again and again.Zhai Lan is too smart, he doesn't dislike good-natured jokes or even lies, but You Zhen feels inexplicably that Zhai Lan has his own bottom line, and he didn't step on it this time, so don't provoke him in the future.

It is most sensible for the two of them to leave some space when they get along, and You Zhen knows that.

It's just that Zhai Lan's appearance after breaking the social distance is too cute, whether it's blowing his hair, or not waking up, or revealing the sharp and cold inside to stab him once or twice.

You Zhen can't forget it once he has seen it, so he has to watch it twice when he takes risks again and again.

The bus back to the city has been out of service, and it took nearly 10 minutes to wait for a taxi after placing the order.

Pushing Zhai Lan into the back row, You Zhen also went to sit beside him: "Master, Jiangsu Road."

Zhai Lan turned sideways, found out the unfinished private letter just now, thinking about accusing someone, but clicked "Send" after all, and used their password as the concluding remarks.He put down his phone, stared at You Zhen for a while, and found that the other party showed no signs of going to the private mailbox immediately, guessing that You Zhen's obsessive-compulsive disorder did not extend to this field, and sighed regretfully.

Jiangsu Road is near Barkhor Street, not far from the hotel.

This point was not forward or backward, and Zhai Lan thought that what he said to ask for food to make amends was to order takeaway, so he didn't ask much, leaning against the car window, watching the night view of Lhasa all the time.

After the heartbeat of the motorcycle just now was like riding a roller coaster, but by accident, Zhai Lan regained his former self.He wasn't a very gloomy person, and playing pranks when he was a child was more complicated than You Zhen's. It's just that he was exhausted for too long, and he even forgot to be stimulated by the rapid surge of adrenaline.

It's so strange, after meeting You Zhen, he had all the novel experiences, when he thought about it carefully, he had experienced them all before.

Whether it is the inner peace or the sudden stimulation, the long pain has diluted the happiness of the past, but now that You Zhen is with him, Zhai Lan seems to be able to get them back.

Thinking of this, his eyes fell on You Zhen, and he smiled while hiding in the shadow of the car window and lights.

The driving style of Lhasa drivers is wild, and the late night is even more wild. The road is wide and the speed is getting faster and faster. At the end, they slammed on the brakes and stopped firmly in front of a certain tall building.

"It's here!" The driver reminded cheerfully.

But after getting out of the car, Zhai Lan felt that the environment was a little strange, and looked around: "It doesn't seem like we live here...?"

"Well, please have something to eat." You Zhen pointed to an elevator passage, "Let's go, the small shop that Yang Jin recommended to me last night, it's still open at this late hour, besides Qing Bar, it's a coffee shop, let's try it Give it a try."

A city with a strong religious color is associated with words such as "wine" and "clean bar", which sounds fascinating.

The sixth floor is already considered a high-rise in the city, and the scenery outside the window can overlook the Potala Palace almost unobstructed. The golden dome of the Jokhang Temple finally dims at night, and the stars are twinkling.

In a small corner, there is actually a bar called "viva".

Walking in the door, the balcony and large floor-to-ceiling windows draw closer to the sky, and the dark mahogany decoration sets off the night, which is mysterious and sentimental.

A small stage was set up in front of the window with the Palace of Cloth as the background. The resident singer wearing a baseball cap was performing a classic folk song.The occupancy rate is about half, and a white candle is lit on each table, and the light is flickering.

Sitting down, the environment is too gentle, so the voice of speaking is also lowered.

You Zhen handed the menu to Zhai Lan: "What do you want to eat?"

After a cursory glance, it seemed that there were only desserts and some snacks. Zhai Lan didn't choose anything, and he didn't show too much courtesy to You Zhen. He ordered a tiramisu, and then faced a variety of wine lists.

It's not that I haven't drunk alcohol, but it's limited to some pure raw and low-alcohol fruit drinks.Zhai Lan doesn't like wine, and he can't tell the difference and taste of various types, what is a classic pairing, the names on the wine list are too complicated, even if the ingredients are marked, it is more difficult for Zhai Lan to read and understand than college English.

After hesitating for three seconds, he decisively chose to give up, and Zhai Lan gave the list to You Zhen: "You come."

The wine You Zhen ordered for him was put in a clay pot-like cup, with a piece of passion fruit and mint on the mouth of the cup. The sour taste of the juice covered the alcohol, so it didn't look like wine.

"The special tune here." You Zhen explained, "Golden Andres, entry-level, should be easy to accept."

Thinking of the cup of Baileys he drank last time, the blunders were also related to You Zhen.Zhai Lan smiled unconsciously, pushed aside the passion fruit, and lowered her head to take a sip...it wasn't as pungent as imagined.

"Juice?" Zhai Lan said, drinking it to quench his thirst like drinking water, "Sweet and sour...do you add sugar?"

In front of You Zhen was a whiskey glass, he and Zhai Lan chatted softly about the wine, and asked him if he wanted to have a taste.After being rejected, You Zhen ate the popcorn and listened to the song with a smile.He listened to Zhai Lan talking about the high school graduation party. In order to prove that he was a "mature adult" from now on, more than [-] teenagers brought in two boxes of beer and drank it to the bottom without any explanation.

"I drank a few sips, and the soles of my feet were light. I was really happy at that time, and felt that I was out of the sea of ​​suffering." Zhai Lan said, the smile froze at the corners of his brows and eyes for a moment, "But I didn't expect that now I miss that day the most .”

"Isn't it good to grow up?"

Zhai Lan shook her head: "There are good things, but I don't feel it most of the time. I imagine that no one should care about me. When it really gets to the point where no one cares about what I do, I will be very, very disturbed."

"right……"

"So I don't yearn for 'freedom'."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the mint leaf and put it between his lips and teeth, chewed it lightly a couple of times, and then the coolness rushed to his brain.

Zhai Lan couldn't explain this spur-of-the-moment behavior. He did a lot of questions and was the most logical, but at this moment he felt out of control, and what he said only came from the bottom of his heart, and he blurted out without any thought.

"Then how do you feel now?" You Zhen asked.

Zhai Lan asked him back: "What about you?"

"Ok?"

"I feel like I'm dreaming, how about you...?"

The faint and ethereal voice did not receive an immediate response, there was candlelight on the table, and You Zhen counted the colors of fire from Zhai Lan's eyes, as if they had returned to the dawn of the green leather train watching the rainbow.

In the ear, the resident singer ended the performance, and the band seemed to be about to leave work.

"Zhai Lan." You Zhen straightened his back slightly suddenly, "Do you want to hear me play the guitar now?"

The author says:

Thank you for your understanding, Bobo, I will update tomorrow