"It's so beautiful, Jingchun."
Jiang Li stood on a high wooden platform, leaned his upper body out, and looked down at Lhasa below the mountain.
The originally huge Potala Palace was affected by the altitude and has now turned into a small white-gray palace.
"Yeah, haha."
Jiang Li had a bright smile on her face. Her white dress was blown up by the wind, creating some ripples on her body like the waves of the sea.
"If it makes you so happy," Mo Jingchun walked forward, put his hands on the fence, and cast his eyes on the Potala Palace below the mountain.
"Then it's worth the trip."
"Oh, why do you say that?"
Jiang Li shook his head and tilted his head to look at Mo Jingchun, "We should both be happy."
"Haha, that's right."
Mo Jingchun put his hand on Jiang Li's head. The touch was very soft, and his hair felt itchy when it passed through his fingers.
"I was wrong."
"Hello!"
Jiang Li put his hands to his mouth, made a trumpet shape, and shouted towards Lhasa at the foot of the mountain.
The distance was too far, and Jiang Li's voice dissipated in the air before it could get far.
"Mo Jingchun, are you there?"
Jiang Li did not give up and continued shouting towards the bottom of the mountain.
But the city at the foot of the mountain would not respond to her.
Cheng Shi didn't know how to do it, but Mo Jingchun, who was standing next to her, knew how to do it. So he imitated Jiang Li, put his hands together to his mouth, and shouted loudly towards the bottom of the mountain.
"I'm at your side."
"Haha," Jiang Li laughed softly after hearing Mo Jingchun's response. She lowered her head and rubbed her slightly red nose tip with her white fingers.
"But, I, didn't, see, you."
Jiang Li's voice was very pleasant, just like the clear springs that could be found everywhere on this plateau.
Mo Jingchun smiled and continued shouting towards the city below the mountain, "I'm on your left. Turn around and you'll see me."
"Really?"
Jiang Li still stretched out his tone.
"Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, turn around." Mo Jingchun replied immediately.
"Then I'm going to turn around. You can't lie to me." Jiang Li's voice became softer and his tone returned to normal.
"I won't lie to you."
As soon as Mo Jingchun finished speaking, Jiang Li jumped down from the wooden fence.
The skirt and hair fluttered in the opposite direction as the body swayed.
“Pah.”
Jiang Li landed.
"Wow, you really didn't lie to me. It's right to my left."
Jiang Li held it with one hand and placed the wrist of the other hand behind his body. He leaned his upper body forward slightly and showed his fair smiling face in front of Mo Jingchun.
"Of course I won't lie to you."
Mo Jingchun's smile was also very bright. He stretched out a hand and tucked Jiang Li's blown hair behind her ear.
"I've always kept that promise in my heart."
"Really?" Jiang Li's eyes opened wide, and Mo Jingchun could even see his own reflection in them.
"Of course, I never lie."
Mo Jingchun patted his chest and acted as if he was a man of his word.
"You've obviously lied to people before."
Jiang Li ruthlessly exposed Mo Jingchun.
"Uh, ahaha." Mo Jingchun scratched his head awkwardly. "That was all in the past. From now on, I won't lie anymore."
"Well, I believe you."
After saying this, Jiang Li took the initiative to hug Mo Jingchun and buried his head deeply in his warm chest.
"Jiang Li," Mo Jingchun hugged her, his palm gently brushing the white dress on her back, "You..."
"It's okay," Jiang Li didn't let him finish his words, "Jiang Li is fine."
"don't want."
"Don't think of me anymore."
Jiang Li broke away from Mo Jingchun's arms and shouted again towards Lhasa at the foot of the mountain.
Mo Jingchun stood beside Jiang Li, with a smile on his face, looking at her quietly.
"This should be the lyrics of a song, right?"
Mo Jingchun waited until Jiang Li calmed down before speaking to her.
"Yes, it is indeed the lyrics of a song."
A strange emotion flashed across Jiang Li's face, but Mo Jingchun happened to be looking down the mountain at this moment and did not notice this.
"It doesn't seem to be a cheerful song." Mo Jingchun said in a flat tone as he looked at the city below the mountain.
"Yeah." Jiang Li nodded.
"Let's go, Jingchun." Jiang Li looked up at the sky, "It seems like it's getting dark soon."
Upon hearing this, Mo Jingchun lowered his head to glance at his phone. It was already approaching evening in Lhasa.
"Okay, let's go."
There were sounds of footsteps on the wooden boards. Mo Jingchun and Jiang Li stepped on the swaying wooden boards and left the hilltop that overlooked half of Lhasa.
Night arrives as expected. Although the night in Tibet is short, it also makes the nightlife precious.
Under the orange light, the colorful flags hanging on the street lamps fluttered in the wind, as if waving to tourists from all over the world.
"Jiang Li, come quickly!"
Instead of going to eat first, the two of them went to the night market.
The night market in Lhasa is slightly different, with many stalls selling Tibetan souvenirs around.
Although the young tourists who had made plans in advance knew that most of the souvenirs on the stalls were wholesaled from Yiwu, they still couldn't help but want to buy them because of the environment.
Compared with other tourists, Jiang Li seemed much calmer.
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