Tropical Highway

Zhai Lan dreamed that she was drowning, surrounded by air bubbles, she couldn't catch anything when she stretched out her hand, and could only keep flailing about.The sun shrouded him from the top of his head, not warm at all, it just seemed to press him down and continue to sink.

There was no sound around him, and his cry for help could not be uttered, as if his neck had been tightly strangled.

The soles of his feet were dark, and when he glanced down, Zhai Lan suddenly stopped struggling.He stared straight at the place, forgot to breathe, the water wave returned to calm, but after a while, a vortex was stirred up from the deep water, and before he could make a sound, he was wrapped and dragged down, his hands and feet were bound, and he almost drowned——

Zhai Lan sat up abruptly, her eyes straightened, and she couldn't tell the difference between virtuality and reality for a while.

"Cough cough..."

When he came back to his senses, his fingers gripped the metal bed rails tightly, Zhai Lan let go, and finally recognized from the noise that had lingered all day and night that he was still on the train, and the three people on the opposite bed were fast asleep.

Zhai Lan took out his phone to check the time, it was 3:[-] in the morning.

Lying down again with peace of mind, Zhai Lan thought that he should be able to sleep quickly if he was tired, but this time it was counterproductive.

He was a little dizzy, at first he thought it might be the sequelae of a nightmare, Zhai Lan's water glass was hanging beside the bed, and after taking it, he took a few sips to calm his rapid heartbeat.His throat was dry, and it started to hurt when he swallowed. Zhai Lan felt more and more uncomfortable lying on his side. The feeling of being pinched around his neck didn't seem to disappear, and he still had difficulty breathing.

After tossing and turning and drinking water again to no avail, Zhai Lan realized slowly: he might have started to suffer from altitude sickness.

Before getting on the train, he didn't have any understanding of what must be done before entering Tibet. Li Feimu sent him some, but at that time Zhai Lan felt that it was impossible for him to really go, so he only glanced at it and didn't plan to go. take actions.

Having suffered a lot at this moment, Zhai Lan hurriedly opened WeChat, looking for files, but was choked by the words "No Signal" in the upper right corner.

What did you say……

It seems that the first one is to rest more.

Then inhale oxygen, keep warm...

Sit up quickly, put on your coat and put on a thick quilt.He didn't notice that he was moving too much, so he sniffed. Zhai Lan turned over and lay down to force himself to rest, and was startled as soon as he turned his head.

You Zhen, who was on the lower bunk, got up at some point, standing a little over 1.8 meters, and was climbing the metal frame at the end of the bed with one hand.It was too dark, and the small night lights in the corridor were not enough to illuminate, Zhai Lan could only see a shadowy silhouette, but he didn't know You Zhen's expression at this time, and he didn't dare to act rashly, so he was so stunned.

One of the two stood, and the other kept a half-lying position and looked at each other for a long time. After all, You Zhen broke the deadlock first.

"Can't sleep?" He asked, his voice sounded dry because of the lack of water.

Zhai Lan simply sat down cross-legged, and whispered: "I seem to be a little high, and I have a headache."

You Zhen said "um", then sat down again and went back to the lower berth.

It's over, Zhai Lan didn't expect him to greet him as a stranger on the journey, but he began to feel guilty, he hurriedly lay down on the ground, poking his head down: "You Zhen, did I disturb you?..."

You Zhen didn't say a word, from Zhai Lan's perspective, he could only vaguely feel a ball of green hair swaying.

"...I'm sorry." Zhai Lan apologized feebly.

A sigh came from the lower berth, and You Zhen stood up, holding an extra medicine bottle in his hand: "Do you have water on it?"

"Ok?"

"Painkillers." You Zhen said, the second half seemed to be talking to himself, "It should work."

It took Zhai Lan a while to take it, and swallowed the medicine with the last gulp of water.The effect won't happen so quickly, he still keeps his sitting posture, saying "thank you", you really feel that it's too polite, so he has to keep silent.

You Zhen was still standing, and asked him, "Is it better?"

"I don't feel much..." Zhai Lan said truthfully, and then justified, "But it should be fine, I, that, have never taken painkillers before. I will try to see if I can fall asleep later, if it doesn't work tomorrow morning— —”

"If you can't sleep, you can sit down and sit down."

Zhai Lan tightened her grip on the quilt, as if she didn't understand You Zhen's proposal: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"I also suffer from insomnia."

Sensitive nerves were aroused by the word "also", You Zhen said it lightly, but Zhai Lan somehow felt relieved that he was no longer alone.He got off the bed lightly, put on his shoes, and didn't feel anything when he followed You Zhen from the sleeper to the window. sneakers.

The carriage was extremely quiet, Zhai Lan looked out the window.

It was pitch black, and the wind could be faintly heard. At a certain moment, Zhai Lan suddenly felt that this journey had no end.

"It's my first time in Tibet."

I deliberately lowered my voice for fear of waking others up. At midnight, the surroundings became quiet and narrow.After Zhai Lan said this, her dyspnea improved, but her tinnitus became more serious.

Unexpectedly, he would take the initiative to open the chatter box, and You Zhen's movement of twisting the thermos was a beat slower: "Ah, so."

Zhai Lan held his face in both hands, staring straight at the corner of the small table: "I didn't think about leaving at first, but I almost missed the train that day. But the train was delayed again, and it's already here, so let's go... But I didn’t bring anything, I didn’t feel it during the day, and now I know that altitude sickness is not what I thought.”

You Zhen asked, "What do you think?"

"Uh, maybe it's like motion sickness?" Zhai Lan rubbed his temples, "But I don't get motion sickness either."

You Zhen didn't answer the topic about Gao Fan, and asked, "Are you going to Lhasa?"

Zhai Lan raised her head: "How do you know?"

"Guess, this train does not have so many stops, they are all major stations. After passing Golmud, it will stop at Nagqu tomorrow morning, and then Lhasa." You Zhen said, "Since you said 'I didn't bring anything ’, obviously not going to Nagqu.”

"Then you go too?"

"Ok?"

"Lhasa."

"Yes."

Coincidentally, Zhai Lan wanted to say this but began to feel uncomfortable again. He covered his ears and lay down on the table.

The strange movement caught You Zhen's attention, Zhai Lan's face turned pale, and the light was weak, he could still notice a slight bruise on Zhai Lan's lips.You Zhen stopped talking to him, opened the thermos cup, filled it with hot water, and silently pushed it over.

Smelling the smell of medicine first, Zhai Lan frowned and didn't drink it right away.

"Goji berries, astragalus, and rhodiola."

It's all smooth, Zhai Lan nodded, and drank it down without thinking too much.The smell of traditional Chinese medicine is not very pleasant, but it has no special taste after drinking it, and this time it is not clear whether it is psychological factors or the combination of the previous painkiller and rhodiola worked together, Zhai Lan sat for a few minutes, the lack of oxygen caused The tinnitus has really subsided.

He was pleasantly surprised to report his improvement to You Zhen: "You are so good? You can almost catch up with the doctor!"

"Hush." ​​You Zhen reminded him not to be too loud, and pointed to the side.

Zhai Lan immediately covered her mouth obediently.

You Zhen couldn't help laughing at this little gesture, took back the cup and poured some for himself, and then said: "I have a friend who has lived on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau for more than 20 years, and she knows how to relieve altitude sickness. She helped me with these things." Prepared, I'm afraid I won't go to Tibet for a long time, and my body won't get used to it."

"Hey, this is not the first time for you..." Zhai Lan was taken aback.

You Zhen drank the water and responded: "Yes, I went there a long time ago, but it's been more than ten years, and it's actually the first time. After all, the changes have been changing with each passing day."

"I……"

My dad used to like Tibet very much and said he would take me there.

These words suddenly stuck in his throat, and the loss that had disappeared for a long time wrapped him up again like a tide.Zhai Lan lowered her eyes, pretending to be calm and staring out of the window, trying to endure the pain silently like every time - losing a loved one feels that it has nothing to do with him, and he can live a normal life, but when he thinks about it, it's hard Act like a normal person.

He is already very skilled, and everyone advised him that time will heal the scars, but Zhai Lan didn't believe it at all.

If the way time healed him was to make him forget, then he would rather bleed forever.He subconsciously mentioned his father, swallowed it back by himself, and finally only sighed silently.

Zhai Lan pretended to be relaxed and said: "I thought you were a regular visitor, and I wanted you to recommend some scenic spots."

"Then where do you want to go?"

"Eh?"

"I'm going to look through the strategies I made, um..." You Zhen said, really took out his phone and flipped through the memo, "Well, I'll just ask you to type up a cheat sheet...but the quality is not guaranteed."

"What!" Zhai Lan smiled, "I don't necessarily play in Lhasa yet."

"So where are you going?"

Zhai Lan didn't answer this time.

You Zhen raised his head, and the cold light from the mobile phone screen illuminated him, and his sharp features seemed to soften a lot: "Are you playing, or hiking; free travel, or signing up for a local tour group? You don't seem to have a plan."

"No." Zhai Lan shook his head honestly.

"Someone you know is in Lhasa?"

"Not at all."

You Zhen seemed helpless towards him, and after a while, he said, "Then what are you doing in Tibet?"

I don't really want to mention privacy, but the night is too quiet, You Zhen whispered just right when he said this, it penetrated into his ears, and overlapped with those notes and melody all of a sudden, like a light drum beat.

Zhai Lan lowered her head and stared between her fingers: "I... have dropped out of school, and I want to change my mood to adjust my mood."

You Zhen consciously made a slip of the tongue: "Ah, I'm sorry."

"Uh, it's nothing. It's just that some things have affected my state. I feel a little... how to put it, I can't get out." Zhai Lan said, adding for herself, "But it may not be a difficult obstacle for others Son, I just haven’t experienced it before, so I don’t think about it for a while. The elders at home said that it’s not good to hold back all the time, so let me come out for a walk.”

After a long time, You Zhen let out a "huh" for no reason.

It's too personal, and it's not clear, and there's no way to comfort it.Zhai Lan knew he was vague, and didn't expect You Zhen to say anything constructive. He had listened to too much chicken soup for the soul, and he knew that other than himself, no one else could do anything about it.

It was still a little awkward to mention it to a stranger, Zhai Lan smiled, trying to ease the atmosphere.

"It's okay. I have a cousin. Although he is not in Lhasa, he will help me arrange it."

"This way..." You Zhen paused, unable to describe his mood, more like blurting out, "You... If no one takes you with you to play or relax, you can also come with me."

As soon as the words fell, Zhai Lan seemed to have been hit by a sap out of thin air, her eyes turned black, and then quickly became colorful.

He couldn't tell if the altitude sickness had worsened again, or because You Zhen's words suddenly brought about emotional ups and downs. He felt a bit like he was in a dream.

Others comfort him and always say, "You have to relax" and "You have to relax".

And You Zhen said, "You are with me."

"Really?" Zhai Lan asked, a little teasing and a little uncertain, "Are you so enthusiastic when you meet anyone? I don't think you're like someone who can carry a bottle of oil."

You Zhen tilted his head slightly: "A little bit? But aren't you a fan of my music?"

"Eh……?"

"You said you've seen my performance, so just round it up." You Zhen's tone was serious, not like a joke, "Since you've met me, you must treat me specially, otherwise I'll be sorry for your ticket price."

Zhai Lan was taken aback, and wanted to laugh, but You Zhen seemed to have anticipated his reaction, and put up his finger to his lips to signal him to keep silent.He nodded, trying to hold back but his eyes curved deeper because of it.

He wanted to ask, is your kindness worth a cup of Baileys?

In fact, Zhai Lan couldn't remember what the glass of low-alcohol wine tasted like.He put his face on his face, and turned to the darkness outside the car window, with occasional one or two lights, which were the traces left by the lights of the train shining on the rails.

In the middle of the night, in the wilderness of northern Tibet, the wind and snow had stopped.

The author says:

But it seems that the following article is quite happy... After all, it is a dog raising a cat