At this moment, Yang Meina, He Yi, Chu Yi, and Zhou Qiong really didn't know what to do. They had tried everything but still couldn't find the two missing people.

Has something really happened?

The thought popped into their heads, and they shook their heads.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Just then, Yang Meina received a phone call. Hearing that familiar voice, she was extremely excited: "I thought you two were dead. I was just about to start the feast. You two were living a blissful life together. Do you know how we've been these past few days?"

What happened to my childhood friend?

Hearing that the two were alright and nothing had happened, Yang Meina finally felt relieved. She asked Chu Fang where the two were staying and ended the call, preparing to go to the village to pick them up.

Yang Meina put down her phone, faced the intense gazes of the other three, exhaled, and slowly said, "The couple has been found."

"Phew..."

"Yay!"

... ...

After hanging up the phone, Chu Fang scratched his face.

Good heavens!

It seems this accidental disappearance has had a significant impact.

Chu's mother, who had never spoken harshly to him before, scolded Chu Fang for the first time, even warning him never to go to such places again; meanwhile, Yang Meina and the others were suffering from altitude sickness while searching for the two of them, and were almost developing health problems.

The only good news is that the shrewd sister-in-law has completely fooled the two elders of the Zhong family, so much so that they don't even realize that the two have disappeared.

Chu Fang reached into his pocket.

Oh no!

I'm used to mobile payments, but I don't have any cash in my pocket.

He faced the village chief and gave an awkward smile, while the latter stared at him.

What? Trying to renege on your debt?

The village chief was originally a robust man with a dark tan, but when Chu Fang met his gaze, he immediately felt as if he were being stared at by a ferocious beast.

The Tibetan old man seemed to notice Chu Fang's predicament. He took out a few coins from his pocket and helped Chu Fang pay the bill. Chu Fang breathed a sigh of relief and gestured, saying, "Grandpa, thank you. I will definitely pay you back."

The old man understood Chu Fang's meaning, and the wrinkles on his face deepened.

After letting them know they were safe, the two immediately headed back to the old man's house.

At that moment, Zhong Tingyue was sitting in the sun with the young woman, basking in the sun while helping the old woman with farm work.

Zhong Tingyue gave him an inquiring look, and Chu Fang shrugged, indicating that it was all taken care of.

Only then did Chu learn the young woman's name: Gesang Meiduo.

There is a beautiful legend among Tibetans that whoever finds the eight-petaled Gesang Medo will find happiness.

And this name implies happiness for the girl.

But... reality and people's expectations are always opposite.

Gesang Medo passed away at a young age, and her grandparents raised her. However, she was subsequently diagnosed with congenital heart disease, which caused her to feel tired, weak, and short of breath, especially on the high plateau where the oxygen is thin.

Despite the hardships life had thrown her way, she maintained an optimistic attitude, her face beaming with a bright smile. Having grown up in Zhuangzi, she had an endless yearning and expectation for the outside world. She pulled Zhong Tingyue aside to ask about Shanghai, and when she heard about the skyscrapers hundreds of meters high, the fun Disneyland, and the various zoos and museums, she became very curious.

"Hmm... I really want to go see it." Gesang Medo murmured, gazing at the azure sky.

Zhong Tingyue smiled and said, "There will be an opportunity."

"I can't even get out of this mountain..." Gesang Medo's face showed disappointment.

The elderly couple standing nearby, seeing their granddaughter's expression, knew what she was thinking and lowered their heads, looking somewhat sad.

The elderly couple displayed the traditional warmth of Tibetans, so much so that Chu Fang and his companion felt embarrassed. They slaughtered one of their chickens and made chicken soup, and also brought out yak jerky, a very popular local delicacy with a rich aroma, chewy texture, and delicious, tender taste.

There were also a series of local delicacies such as butter tea and cheese cake, which filled the table.

Zhong Tingyue glanced at the house casually, then looked away and said with a smile, "Grandpa, Grandma, we can't eat this."

“Eat up, sister. This is how we Tibetans treat our guests,” Gesang Medo urged.

The elderly couple suddenly panicked, thinking that the food they had made was not to Zhong Tingyue's liking, and they didn't know how to express it, so they gestured.

Chu Fang tugged at her arm, and their eyes met briefly before she said, "Then I shall respectfully accept your offer."

After dinner, night had fallen. The elderly couple tidied up the house and made room for the two of them to stay in.

After a quick wash, the two returned to their room. Chu Fang stood by the window on the second floor, gazing at the bright moon in the sky, which seemed to be right in front of him. He recalled Li Bai's line: "A perilous tower rises a hundred feet high, one can pluck the stars with their hand."

Chu Fang reached out his hand, but didn't touch it, and shook his head.

Li Bai was a fraud too!

He turned around and saw that Zhong Tingyue had finished washing up and was drying her hair. There was no hairdryer, so she could only use a dry towel.

Zhong Tingyue was wearing a soft and comfortable nightgown in a light pink color. The soft fabric gently brushed against her skin, bringing a touch of warmth. Her fingers ran through her hair with gentle and delicate movements, as if she was enjoying the tranquility of the moment.

The room was dimly lit, with old-fashioned fluorescent lights emitting a pale yellow glow, and the way to turn on the lights was by pulling a switch, as if you had gone back to the 1990s.

The warm, yellowish light shone on her, creating dappled shadows and a particularly cozy atmosphere.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Zhong Tingyue asked, puzzled. Suddenly remembering something, she quickly said, "Don't even think about it. Not tonight. My body can't take it."

At this moment, Zhong Tingyue still felt the pain in her body, the kind of excruciating pain. Unconsciously, she recalled what happened last night, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

It's really born!

What am I thinking?

"You want that... ..."

"roll!"

“... ..."

What a heartless woman.

... ...