"Oh..." I vomited on the side of the bed, one after another.
One hand again and again, gently patting my back rhythmically. Let me feel a lot more comfortable in an instant!
I almost vomited up everything in my stomach, so that the feeling of boredom was relieved a lot.
Someone picked me up from the bed and put a few mouthfuls of hot tea into my mouth.
I am like a fish dying of thirst, opening my mouth impatiently. I wanted to do it myself and grab the tea, because the man poured too slowly, which made me a little unbearable.
But my hands were as heavy as lead-filled, and I couldn't lift them at all.
"Hmm..." After drinking two or three cups of warm water, the uncomfortable feeling in the body finally dissipated a lot.
Having kept my eyelids closed, I regained some strength and slowly opened my eyes.
"It's awake!" Opening his eyes slightly, Ling Qing's relieved voice heard in his ears.
"Sister Xiaoyu! Sister Xiaoyu!" was Luciyao's eager voice.
I opened my mouth slightly, wanting to answer. But they only sent out a response that was "Hmm!", the size of a mosquito and flies.
"Okay! Yu'er wakes up, let her rest!" Xuan Cang's voice came from her ears.
The casualness is still plain, but in the faint, I heard a sigh of relief.
I don't know if I fainted, that's why I have this hallucination.
But knowing that when I was so embarrassed, he still guarded and greeted me by my side, I was already very happy!
Perhaps Ling Qing was right, I was too persistent before. Persistently, I feel that Xuan Cang regards me as a substitute for'Situ Yu', and is obsessed with letting his heart be my'Yao Yu'!
But in fact, I am "Situ Yu". No matter it's past and present, she and I are the same person and come from the same soul.
Although the age and identity have been physically different, the person who accompanies Xuan Cang is me, and the person who lives in his heart is also me.
One is me a long time ago, the other is me now! Essentially, there is no difference!
With this recognition, my feeling towards Xuan Cang suddenly became much better. It was as if the brass lock that had been hung in my heart was finally unlocked with such ease.
I lay in bed for a day, and at night, miraculously I was able to get out of bed!
Xuan Cang has always been with me in the house, he will be like a twenty-four filial husband when he wants to eat, and immediately move to me.
I suddenly felt... Maybe this trip to Tibet is really worth it.
Although in the previous moment, I was still uncomfortable as if I was about to die.
The weather in Tibet is very peculiar, and there is a saying that the four seasons of the year are unclear, but the four seasons of the day are distinct. I used to be wondering what it's like to experience the four seasons in a day.
This time I can personally experience the sourness, and I am afraid that only people who have really experienced it can understand it!
"Wear a cotton-padded jacket in the morning and wear gauze around the stove to eat watermelon! Little girl, your body, you really need to exercise!" Watching Ling Qing walking out wearing a heavy coat, he exhaled while holding a cup of hot tea in his hand. Looking at me with eyes full of jealousy and envy.
The cotton-padded jacket on my body was brought to me by Xuan Cang. I didn't know it before, but he took it out of the trunk of the car until he looked at me shivering and shivering while hiding under the quilt.
"Old man! Don't hold on if you can't hold it, after all, you're old." I pursed my mouth and smiled triumphantly at Ling Qing.
What he is wearing is still that robes of fairy style and Dao bones. On the boundary of Tibet, it seems so out of place.
Although it is said that Buddhism and Taoism are one family, there are still two different beliefs and sects after all.
I glanced at his thin Taoist robe, really worried, if a group of Tibetan lamas met, the two sides would fight because of it.
Of course, I am still very confident in Lingqing's Taoism. It's just that this is not the place where we got home after all, and any conflict with the locals is not a good thing!
Besides, isn't there a "earth spirit" in every place? People in every place will be protected by local gods.
The god who protects Lingqing is thousands of miles away, and it is beyond reach to help him!
Whether it is manpower or gods, I think it is more appropriate for Lingqing, the Taoist priest, to change his clothes.
"The little girl has a sharp tooth and a sharp mouth! Poor Dao I am in the prime of life, so why speak old?" Ling Qing straightened his back while trying to prevent a tooth fight, pretending that he was really not afraid of the cold.
I was about to say something more when someone suddenly opened the door outside, and a man in a heavy Tibetan robe came in.
Looking intently, that person was not someone else, but Lucia.
Because of regional differences, people here have rough and dark skin.
And Lucy Yaosheng's thin skin and tender flesh, wearing this thick Tibetan robe, didn't look like a kid stealing his father's clothes.
Watching Luciyao who changed into her clothes at "Science", and then at Ling Qing, who had a hard beak and said that he was okay. I finally couldn't help it, and laughed out of face with a'poof'.
"Hey! I bought this clothes for you." Lucia turned his sleeves, and threw another piece of clothing on Ling Qing's body.
Ling Qing glared at me fiercely, then cast a disgusted glance at the navy blue shirt hung on his arm.
"You young people now have a terrible health! One generation is inferior to one generation!" Ling Qing shook his head and sighed.
Then he got up and took the clothes, turned and walked into the room.
"Hey! You—" Luciyao, who brought Lingqing clothes, followed in angrily.
I watched them tumultuously one after another, and my mood improved a lot in an instant.
It is said that as long as the human spirit is good, the body will naturally be good too!
"Let's go for a walk!" I turned around and took Xuan Cang's hand and walked out of the house.
Xuan Cang's body was startled, and there was a moment of surprise. I didn't look at him, but I felt the shock in his heart.
I was able to surprise such a person who did not speak well. This time I went out, I was quite rewarded!
"Yeah!" He quickly responded, and he stood in front of me in an active way, pulling me out.
I thought it was his behavior because of his personality.
Knowing the moment we went out, I realized... He was just to protect me and keep the wind and rain outside in front of me.
The wind in Tibet is like a sharp knife. It blows through the skin, and it hurts like a knife.
Even though I was hiding behind Xuan Cang, I was still hurt by the wind.
It seems that the soil and the water feed the other people. Although Tibet is beautiful, it is indeed difficult to raise people with smooth and supple skin!