Ye Kai was drowsy from the sun and had to light a cigarette.
At this point, Changzheng Avenue was very busy. Drivers kept thinking he was waiting for a bus, stepping on the brakes and rolling down the windows to ask him where he was going. After getting a negative answer, they stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
After being asked this question more than three times, Ye Kai simply leaned against the lamppost and lost in thought.
After a while, the tourist girl with colorful braids and a shawl asked him nervously: "Hi, hello, are you alone? I can add you——"
Ye Kai's hand holding the cigarette dropped to his side. He glanced at the pharmacy and replied with a faint smile, "My boyfriend is inside."
His boyfriend was inside buying lubrication.
It won't work without lubrication.
After Chen Youhan confessed her love, she pushed him down on the sofa and kissed him fiercely and aggressively, from the sofa to the floor, and the flat-woven wool carpet was wrinkled by her body. The atmosphere was so thick that there was no escape, but some parts of his body were so painful that he frowned when they were touched.
Chen Youhan panted and smiled as he asked him, "Did you enjoy throwing it? Huh?"
The beautiful arc thrown out of the window was still in front of his eyes. Ye Kai closed his eyes, the corners of his eyes were red, and the curve of his raised neck was delicate and fragile. He rolled his Adam's apple unbearably, kissed her fiercely and couldn't help laughing, and cursed in a low voice after laughing.
"Is L'Occitane okay?" Chen Youhan suppressed his breathing, his voice and expression were very sexy.
Ye Kai felt that he was almost losing his mind. He wanted to completely blacklist this brand in the morning, but now his eyes were wet and he nodded in a lustful manner.
On the contrary, Chen Youhan felt soft-hearted and distressed and couldn't bear to do it.
He asked again to ask the housekeeper to make another trip. Ye Kai couldn't afford to lose this person. If he finished a bottle in an hour, how would the housekeeper look at them in the remaining two days?
In the end, two of us went out to buy it together.
The only pharmacy in downtown Shangri-La that sells this kind of health care and family planning products is located next to Changzheng Avenue and the north gate of Dukezong Ancient City. The Tibetan doctor in a white robe obviously thinks that this product is a bit too popular today.
He couldn't stand the embarrassment, so he went in and stood there for two seconds before running out, doing nothing on the street.
Chen Youhan came out halfway through his cigarette.
He wore a black turtleneck short-sleeved knitted T-shirt like a celibate male model at the fashion week, but the contents of the paper bag were not what he expected. Ye Kai laughed for no apparent reason, and coughed from the smoke. His beautiful eyebrows were relaxed in the white smoke, and his eyes and smile were extremely clean.
He couldn't help but sneer: "Did you compare prices in there?"
Chen Youhan pushed the back of his head and said, "I bought you another tube of anti-inflammatory medicine."
"I'm fine."
Chen Youhan looked at him with a half-smile, and after a while, he asked in a gentlemanly manner, "Then go back?"
"No, no, no," Ye Kai smiled deliberately, and spoke with a fearless attitude: "Brother Youhan, you are thirty-six years old and still on the plateau. Don't be so stubborn."
Chen Youhan took the half-smoked pipe from him and put it into his mouth, squinting at him with a hint of indifference and ferocity. Although the sun was bright, his eyes felt moist, like the hormones of a male beast that suddenly appeared in the depths of the jungle.
Ye Kai's heart skipped a beat when he was looked at, and a sense of panic as if he was being violated rose from deep within his body.
"I'll be back later..." He lowered his head to avoid sight.
Chen Youhan smiled, put out the cigarette, sealed the paper bag with one hand, and held his hand with the other.
The two walked towards the north gate of Dukezong Ancient City.
"I was hit on just now." Ye Kai pursed his lips, "Two."
Chen Youhan glanced at him and said, "Promising."
Ye Kai was so angry that he said, "Can't you just be a little jealous?"
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Chen Youhan squeezed his warm hand with distinct finger bones. "You are only twenty years old. There will be more and more people who like you in the future."
For some reason, Ye Kai could hear an indescribable jealousy and nervousness in this simple statement.
"You've been jealous of Lucas enough. Destroy and hide any photos, chat records, videos, letters, and souvenirs as soon as possible," Chen Youhan said half-seriously, "otherwise you'll be really sad if someone sees them."
Ye Kai was slightly startled and involuntarily turned his head to look at him.
Chen Youhan said calmly, "When you broke up with him...he didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"
Ye Kai withdrew his gaze and responded hesitantly.
"You made your choice so quickly, can you let him go?"
Without waiting for Ye Kai to answer, Chen Youhan continued indifferently and quickly, as if afraid that he would speak: "It doesn't matter if you can't let go. After all, he was with you when you were in pain. ... I can wait."
Ye Kai hesitated a bit: "...Brother Youhan, are you jealous of him?"
"Not jealous." Chen Youhan said lightly.
That being said, his performance in the past few days obviously cannot be described as such an understatement. Ye Kai remained calm: "You have been jealous of him these past few days, aren't you just acting?"
Chen Youhan was so angry that he laughed, and his heart was about to burst out, "Be a decent person, Teacher Xiaohua."
Ye Kai secretly raised the corner of his mouth. He felt that he was really bad.
Shangri-La has only a small area of sky, but it seems that different gods are in charge of it. It is often sunny here, but it is raining in the cloud opposite. They spent a sunny morning at Songzanlin Temple, but the sky in Dukezong Ancient City was sunny after the rain.
A fire in 2014 left this place in a state of half-new and half-old. The unburned part still retains the original appearance of yellow mud walls, wooden beams, and green tile eaves. The newly built part has actually been built for several years, but the overly carved lintels and eaves always seem to smell like paint.
Ye Kai held a cup of hand-ground Yunnan small-grain coffee in his hand. It had a rich aroma and he might consider buying it as a souvenir.
There is a coffee shop in every narrow alley. The shops facing the street are always prettier, with desirable second-floor terraces and star-shaped lights hanging under the eaves, which light up at night. There are as many white-skinned foreigners as there are coffee shops. Almost everywhere are foreign backpackers with mountaineering bags, and many hippies with messy hair, magic scarves and linen robes.
"Brother Youhan, you know that Shangri-La was originally called Zhongdian County."
Chen Youhan said "hmm". Nowadays, people in northern Yunnan still use Zhongdian when talking about Shangri-La.
"Shangri-La is a purely Chinese translation. It was originally written by a man named James Hilton, called Lost Horizon, which tells the story of a plane crash that landed in the Himalayas and then discovered a utopia. This book is very popular abroad. Nine out of ten people who come here have this book in their backpacks, plus a copy of Lonely Planet."
Ye Kai took a sip of coffee, which tasted good. He continued, "Later, some people began to research the original name. People in China were arguing about it, and several countries along the Himalayan border were arguing about it. Daocheng, Lijiang, Bomi, Nyingchi, and Nepal all claimed to be 'Shangri-La'. Later, ..." Ye Kai couldn't help laughing when he said this, "The leader of Zhongdian at that time was a genius. He took the initiative to change the name of Zhongdian to Shangri-La."
Even Chen Youhan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "I won."
"Yes, I won."
The two of them strolled slowly along the stone-paved road. Even if they really started to shop, they would find it boring. The things in the shops were all jade, silver and antiques, which rarely moved them to go in.
The sunshine was abundant, and the water marks on the white wall painted with holy images were dried up immediately. The light flashed behind the white pagoda, and the prayer wheels were turned by tourists, making a series of rolling sounds.
The hand they held was held tightly together, and the palms were a little damp. After being stared at more and more times, Ye Kai gradually felt uncomfortable and wanted to hide, but Chen Youhan held him tightly without any explanation.
"Teacher Xiaohua, do you have any more stories about tour guides? Tell me some more." Chen Youhan casually helped him divert his attention.
Ye Kai had just taken a look at some guides in the past two days. When Chen Youhan asked for advice, he got a little excited and racked his brains to think, "Dukzong means Moonlight City in Tibetan. There used to be an ancient city called "Niwangzong", which means Sunlight City. Put together, it means 'the sun and the moon in my heart'..."
Chen Youhan curled the corners of his lips and said indifferently, "It's hard to recite."
"It's hard to memorize." Ye Kai was discouraged. "Don't test Teacher Xiaohua. He doesn't know anything."
Chen Youhan hooked his palm upwards. Ye Kai didn't understand why, so he moved closer and heard Chen Youhan whisper in his ear: "Don't be so cute."
Going down the slope, there are old yellow mud houses on both sides, with weeds growing on the roofs and geraniums blooming. The geraniums are colorful, but mostly pink and white, and their slender stems sway gently in the gentle breeze. Because they are not seen in the city, looking at this plant, Ye Kai always forgets where they came from and where they will eventually return.
The large golden prayer wheel in Guishan Park is eye-catching in the sun.
Ye Kai squinted his eyes due to the sunlight, and shielded them with the back of his hand. He asked Chen Youhan: "Brother Youhan, do you know what that is?"
Chen Youhan pursed his lips and said cooperatively, "I don't know."
“It’s the largest prayer wheel in the world! Isn’t it amazing?”
Chen Youhan nodded and said in a calm but exaggerated tone, "Wow."
Ye Kai: “…”
The tone sounded familiar to him. It took him two seconds to remember that his kindergarten teacher had also treated him in the same way when he was three years old.
"Baby, sometimes I really feel that you haven't changed at all." Chen Youhan saw that he was a little angry, pulled his hand, and coaxed him softly: "When I was a child, a butterfly flew into the garden, and you also said, 'Brother Youhan, have you ever seen such a big butterfly?'"
The sun was too strong and Ye Kai's face was burning.
"Coming back from the amusement park, 'Brother Youhan, do you know how high the bungee jumping machine I rode today was?'"
Ye Kai took a deep breath in misery.
Chen Youhan paused for two seconds, then smiled maliciously and said, "It's about one hundred meters high..."
Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore: "...Chen Youhan!"
Chen Youhan laughed out loud, holding his hand tightly while pulling him into her arms and holding his head to prevent him from moving around, coaxing him gently: "Why are you so cute? Huh? Did you grow up eating cuteness? Are you this cute in front of others?"
The dark eyes were filled with anger and coquettishness. Ye Kai was so angry that he shouted, "Yes! So cute!"
The tourists were all looking at them, but Chen Youhan was indifferent to the emotional stares. She smiled softly and kissed his sunburned black hair: "The authority is revoked. There won't be a next time."
At the foot of Guishan Park, several young lamas walked past the fountain, chatting and laughing. Most of them had childish faces, probably a few years younger than Ye Kai. The hem of their red robes fluttered in the wind. The head lama was coming down the steps, twisting a long string of beads in his hand. The tourists who came up all bowed to him and said "Tashi Delek".
Ye Kai raised his eyes and then his chin slightly raised. There were nearly a hundred steps from the foot of the mountain to the prayer wheel. He regretted that he should have come to check in on the last day.
His face was especially pale in the sun, almost like a transparent piece of ice that was about to melt. Chen Youhan opened the seal of the paper bag and took out a glucose tube from it. It was an oral drug, in a transparent plastic tube, with pink lettering, and cost two yuan per tube. It was something that was more effective than rhodiola rosea when entering the plateau.
Ye Kai had drunk it at Jiang Yan's place before. It was very sweet, but effective.
He unscrewed the seal and drank it in one gulp. Then he thought about some other subtexts, glanced at him lazily, and asked, "Brother Youhan, why did you buy this?"
Chen Youhan knew what he was thinking as soon as he heard it. He curled the corners of his lips and said coldly, "I saw you were panting last night."
Ye Kai: “…”
Forget it, he was asking for trouble. He didn't know if it was because of his physical condition or his posture, but his altitude reaction was much stronger than Chen Youhan's. His solar plexus hurt all day, and when it got a little more intense, he felt like he was going to faint.
Chen Youhan held his hand again: "Is it okay?"
Ye Kai took the first step.
There were lush green pines and cypresses planted on both sides of the steps. They walked hand in hand, slowly passing through the greenery and sunshine, forward.
The five-story-high prayer wheel is made of pure copper and gold-plated. It rotates slowly at the push of tourists, and makes a "ding" sound with each turn, clean and holy, like a white dove flying through the clouds, flying to the Moonlight Square under the vast dome, and flying to the distance of the ancient city.
The Tibetan tour guide said in a loud voice: "… there are relief carvings on the wall of the cylinder… there are 1.24 million mantras hidden in the cylinder… one clockwise rotation is equivalent to…"
Tourists gathered, and in contrast, believers in Tibetan robes were pulling white hadas and turning prayer wheels in circles. The colorful ropes wrapped around their foreheads had turned black, and sweat dripped down their bronze faces. Their eyes were fixed on the ground in front of them, focused, silent, and pious.
Ye Kai watched for more than ten minutes under the shade of the tree. The wind dried his sweat, but he never went. For some reason, after seeing such a scene, his eager heart quickly calmed down.
After countless "ding" sounds, perhaps forty-five, sixty, or sixty-six, he took Chen Youhan's hand and said, "Let's go," and turned to leave.
The wish he made was simple, and the gods had heard it.
And, it has been achieved.
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