142: As long as he was alive

As long as he was alive

The next day, when she woke up with a hangover, San Mao had a headache. Fortunately, she still had ZuoWeiYang to take care of her. Otherwise, she would have been worried that she would die here innocently. While complaining about why she wanted to drink so much wine, she still had to take care of her. San Mao felt that it was a little funny and secretly hugged her while she was drunk. 2

"Little ZuoWeiYang, how nice of you... If I were your husband, I would find you from heaven and earth ……"

Heaven and earth? ZuoWeiYang laughed in his heart. It wasn't just that. He was Hong Kong right now. That was n' t right. The entire world should be filled with his own wanted notices, right? However, this place was Daocheng and the last piece of pure land. No one could have guessed that she would come to such a high altitude.

No one could have guessed that he, who had always been so timid and never dared to do anything out of the ordinary, would actually do such an unusual thing this time. However, when a person really made up her mind to die, her courage would naturally expand.

She knew very well Lucheng personality. If she couldn't find herself, she would definitely continue searching for her entire life. But at least it was better than knowing that she was dead and was n' t in this world. It might be cruel, but as long as he was alive, even if he only had a trace of hope, it was better than death. As she lay on the operating table and fell into the Rhine River, she had experienced the feeling of being close to death again and again. Those words that were more painful than death were all fake. If she died, she would be dead. There was nothing left, but as long as she lived, she would be alive.

And her life had come to an end, being self-willed wasn' t wrong at all. And the people who were alive, whether they missed him or hated him for being selfish, were already irrelevant to her.

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At noon, an outsider had suddenly arrived in the home camp for 800 years. He was a postman who had specially delivered letters to the local area. ZuoWeiYang had not seen such a traditional communication method in a long time. It seemed that the last time she saw the postman was still in Wu Shi, a postman would ride his bicycle through the streets and send newspapers to every household.

However, this kind of memory was already something very far away from her. She walked to the San Mao who received the letter and saw her face turn pale when she saw the signature on the letter. She asked in confusion:

"Who sent it?"

It was all in Tibetan. She couldn't understand it, but San Mao reaction was probably someone she knew. And... It seemed to be very close. However, after having been in contact with her for so many days, she had never known her family or friends.

However, this letter was very special. There was a Buddhist imprint on the envelope, so he didn't think much about it. There was only Bengpu Temple temple closest to this place.

"Bengpu Temple sent it?"

ZuoWeiYang guessed again. Sure enough, he saw San Mao face turn pale, making the scarf redder and eyes darker.

She still didn't intend to talk to her, but she had already opened the envelope. The letter was written in a Tibetan language that she could n' t understand, and then she saw San Mao expression...

No, shouldn't I be here now?

She looked a little strange. Last night, she had been drinking freely and said that she had lived a very lonely life. But now, she suddenly felt melancholy. She looked like a young girl who was troubled by her feelings, so could this letter be from her lover? Should I avoid it? Even if she couldn't understand the words, she should avoid her emotions.

"…… "I-I think there's something else. I' ll go back to my room first."

"No need." At this moment San Mao he spoke to her for the first time today. His eyes were still on the letter and he hurriedly read it. Then, he turned to look at her and smiled." Come with me for a while longer. Follow me through this letter."

Anyone who could accompany her for a while would be fine. In this life, it would be very lonely.

Occasionally, there would be someone who could accompany her for a while, but after that, she left. She was always abandoned by the roadside and did not dare to move forward. She was afraid that she would meet another person and would be willing to accompany her for a while, but she would leave after that.

ZuoWeiYang was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that San Mao would n' t mind. However, since she had let him stay, there was no need for her to refuse. She nodded," Alright."

It was still the small wooden table last night. The jar of highland barley wine that had been drunk was still piled on the ground. Last night, when he was sleepy, he went back first. Before he left, he told her to drink less. He didn't expect that San Mao alone would still drink so much.

There weren't many words on the letter. Even if the Tibetan language was different from Chinese, it would n' t take long to read it. San Mao had been reading it for more than ten minutes. ZuoWeiYang was more and more certain that the meaning of this letter was extraordinary.

It was strange that they had been sent from Bengpu Temple alone. A monk shouldn't have anything to do with a secular person, and... Thinking back to yesterday San Mao when she found out that she was going to visit the Bengpu Temple, she suddenly lent her headscarf and said that all women who entered the temple needed to wear a headscarf. It was fine. After she returned, there was a strange tone in her words, as if... She knew that this scarf would definitely attract the attention of JiacuoKanBu JiacuoKanBu.

But after thinking about it, he quickly stopped.

Looking at what he was thinking, he even dared to speculate about Kang District noble JiacuoKanBu. If anyone who believed in him found out, they would definitely expel him. This was impossible. No one could have JiacuoKanBu JiacuoKanBu. To the locals, he should be a living Buddha who was high and mighty.

By now, her curiosity had been completely aroused. In any case, no one knew who she was when she arrived at a new place. She no longer needed to do the ZuoWeiYang that was careful and silent. She could do whatever she wanted. If she wanted to know, she would know.

"What is this?"

"You don't understand."

San Mao back to her, her voice was trembling strangely.

"I don't understand." This ZuoWeiYang admitted, but he continued," But you can tell me. "I wanted to avoid it, but you left me behind. Now, I won't leave easily."

San Mao looked at her in astonishment for a while before helplessly pulling the corner of her lips." What's wrong? "Like a child."

Children? Then let's just be a child. If we can act recklessly, who does n' t want to be a child forever?

"I don't care. You left me behind anyway. Now that my curiosity is here, you have to take responsibility."

San Mao shook his head helplessly. Finally, he hesitated for a moment before deciding to translate the words on the letter to her." Do you know the Sixth Dalai Lama's JiacuoKanBu?"

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