Desire to love the president's ecstasy wife

501、Find your true heart and give it by chance

Xiao Yichen was always holding her hand by his side, afraid that if he let go of her, he would run away and disappear.Seeing her immersed in the beautiful scenery of Lhasa, he was very relieved, and felt that his temporary decision was right.

The two of them just put their luggage in the hotel and started to go shopping, even though they were exhausted from the long journey, they didn't take a rest.

A short walk from the hotel is the lively Bajiao Street, which is bustling with Tibetans and tourists.The afternoon sun on the plateau was very harsh, and it was hot on the skin, which turned into a slight tingling after a while.

Both of them didn't bring sunscreen because they were in a hurry to go out.Xiao Yichen put on Xie Yunshu's coat, otherwise her short chiffon sleeves would peel off her arms after wearing it for a day.I also bought wide-brimmed straw hats and sunglasses to wear, and then I got used to the warm sunlight on the plateau.

Bajiao Street is like a pedestrian street shopping mall, with all kinds of little things.Jewelry made of turquoise and red coral stone, pendants carved from wood, and decorative ornaments made of animal feathers and fur.There are also snacks such as buttered tea, highland barley cake, and highland barley wine. There is a shop a few steps along the street. Walking down the street, Xie Yunshu has already bought a small amount of Tibetan-style jewelry, and her stomach is half full.

Tibetan and Tibetan-accented Mandarin are heard on the street, as well as accents from all over the country. Most of them are small businesses and hawkers bargaining with tourists, as well as locals chatting.

Xiao Yichen quietly accompanied her, and after walking down the street to see her sad face from the past few days dissipated little by little, and finally turned into a bright smile from the bottom of his heart, he was finally relieved.

Sitting in a corner shop to rest, Xie Yunshu held pancakes made of mashed potatoes in one hand and rich buttered tea in the other. He ate happily and lamented that such special food should be replaced on the plane.

Turning to look at him, looking at himself silently, he asked suspiciously, "Yichen, aren't you hungry? Have a piece." As he spoke, he handed him the potato pancakes in a kraft paper bag.

He didn't take it, but took her hand, took a bite, and sighed leisurely after chewing and swallowing: "If I knew that you would be so happy when you came here, I would have brought you here a long time ago." Days of moping around at home are time wasted.

She turned her eyes to the street outside the store, and said as a matter of course: "Have you not seen that there is no unhappy person on the street? Even the uncle who can't sell anything is leisurely smoking pipes." It seems that everyone here People are destined to be carefree.

He smiled and replied: "Well, you should be happy when you get here." Didn't he take her to escape to such a paradise to relax, so as to eliminate her pre-marital phobia, and the effect is still very good.

Xie Yunshu thought that he was still hungry, so she turned her head to look at the dishes in the small shop, and suggested: "We haven't eaten lunch well, so let's order some small dishes here." Of course, she would not go back to the hotel when she came to such a place with ethnic customs Eat the same foods.

"Okay, as you please." He didn't mind eating in such a small shop, since she liked the snacks here, of course it was up to her.

The city of Lhasa is not big, and the two walked around after dinner, the sky gradually darkened, and the temperature quietly dropped a lot. This is the case on the plateau, where the temperature difference between day and night is huge.

Xie Yunshu felt the coolness in the air, and the night wind even took away the body temperature. The Tibetans on the street all put on the sleeves they had untied during the day.Look at the one on his arm, he was only wearing a shirt, then he stopped walking, stopped playing, and took a taxi back to the hotel where he was staying.

Xiao Yichen saw all her movements, did not speak, and held her shoulders even tighter.

She still cared about him and cared about him, even though she didn't understand her own heart, and hesitated about the important step she was about to take.

At night, the two of them slept together on the big bed in the hotel after washing.Xie Yunshu was tired from shopping all day, and fell asleep within 2 minutes of falling down, while Xiao Yichen stared at her sleeping face by the street light outside the window.Her breathing was shallow, just in front of his chest, leaning against his arms, like a docile little white rabbit.

She is always so beautiful, making people feel honored to be close to her.He wants to give her all his love and promises, but she still seems to be bound by the past. I wonder if this trip to Tibet can help her cleanse the past and find her true heart?

Early the next morning, the two went to the Jokhang Temple, which was already busy in the morning light.

Everyone is in good spirits, even in the early morning.There are many young monks in brown and red monk robes, all sitting neatly, chanting incomprehensible Sanskrit and Buddha singing, with serious expressions, not disturbed by others at all, deep in the hall, in the middle is the There are many old monks sitting there, who should be the masters of the young monks.

Many Tibetans knelt on the concrete field outside the temple, without mats or futons, but they all knelt down to worship, as if they were citizens of the heaven and earth, and they were in contact with the earth without the slightest grudge.

Infected by them, Xie Yunshu worshiped with them regardless of the details, kneeling on the ground with small gravel, and completely ignored the dust on the ground on his forehead.

Xiao Yichen beside her also knelt down with her, bowed three times respectfully, and then clasped his hands together, making a wish and praying with her.

After worshiping outside the main hall, Xie Yunshu and him split into two groups to visit the Jokhang Temple.Tibetan-style monasteries are different from those in the mainland. The thick walls are painted white and brown with colorful vertical stripes. The prayer flags on the roof are flying in the persistent wind on the plateau.

Turning out of a corridor, there is another dharma hall in front of you, but it is much smaller than the main hall. Inside, there is an old monk, facing the door, flipping through a yellowed scripture booklet, followed by a young lama, who is immersed in copying scriptures .

Xie Yunshu stood at the door and looked at them. After a while, the old monk raised his head from the scroll, stared at her, and waved.

She was a little surprised that the other party would greet her, but she walked into the hall lightly, sat down on the futon opposite the old monk, and folded her hands as a greeting.

The other party returned a salute, took out two strings of Buddhist beads from the bamboo basket beside him and handed them to Xie Yunshu, and said in a low voice, "May the light of Buddha's kindness, bless you and your loved ones." The words were spoken in strong Tibetan style, Xie Yunshu still understood.

Xie Yunshu was flattered, took the two strings of Buddhist beads, put his hands together again, and thanked: "Thank you, master." The voice seemed a bit abrupt in the quiet hall, and she was really afraid that she would break the tranquility and harmony here.

The old monk didn't speak any more, turned his eyes to the scroll, and began to read the scriptures on it in a low voice.Xie Yunshu bowed respectfully to the gold-plated Buddha statue in the hall before exiting the hall.

As soon as he walked into the courtyard, he saw Xiao Yichen standing under the camellia tree. When he heard the sound of footsteps, he looked over here. Seeing that it was her who went around to meet him, he moved towards her.