There was a strange feeling in Zi Yang's heart. He always felt that a certain scene and a certain figure had been seen before, but he couldn't extract the relevant memory in his mind.
"Did you go back in time just now? Or am I insane?"
Zi Yang kept asking himself inwardly, and his mood became irritable inexplicably.
At the moment, I was not in the mood to continue wandering, pulling Xiao Hei back to the residence, seeing that Lao Wang and Xiao Li had returned, and they were counting a lot of small gifts in the room.
"Yeah, the harvest is pretty good!" Zi Yang sighed.
Ye Beili looked excited: "Yeah! Brother Wang took me to Barkhor Street and Yutuo Road. We bought a lot of gifts."
"Here, this is for Teacher Liu, this is for you, this is for Ziyang and Xiaohei, this is for parents, this is for a classmate, this is for the head teacher..." Same as Ye Beili Show him the same.
Zi Yang smiled and said, "Buy all these things at once, but what's your life?"
The old Wang hurriedly explained, "It's all small things, and it doesn't cost a lot of money. Besides, I'm bargaining fiercely. The discounts are so powerful that the boss will cry."
Zi Yang shook his head, "This kind of small gifts are specially designed to deceive foreign tourists like you. They are bought in large quantities from factories in the mainland, and they are very cheap."
Ye Beili said seriously: "Even if it is a wholesale product, this is an auspicious thing that has been baptized by the Holy Light in Lhasa, plus our sincerity, it can be regarded as a commemorative gift."
Hearing what she said, Zi Yang couldn't continue to refute, sighed and lay on her own body, holding her hair in both hands.
Ye Beili looked at this scene and said wittily, "It's getting late, I'm going back, not here will affect your rest."
The old Wang sent Ye Beili away, and returned to the room with a venomous voice, "What do you mean? Ah! The little girl has worked so hard to pick out gifts for everyone. You said coldly, did you think I was not considerate enough to serve you? Ah? Something came to me, don't hurt the little girl, who is such a gentle and caring girl—you see, they brought you dinner."
Zi Yang was a little irritable and didn't have time to argue with Lao Wang. He just said sullenly, "Sorry, I didn't target her, but I was a little uncomfortable. I'm going to bed first, don't bother me."
The first time I watched Zi Yang say kind words to him, Lao Wang was stunned for a while, and after a while, he asked concerned, "Did you have altitude sickness? Is your brain deprived of oxygen?"
Zi Yang shook his head, waved his hand, and motioned to Pharaoh to shut up.
Lao Wang looked at Zi Yang suspiciously and pointed at him with his finger, "Remember to apologize to Xiaoli tomorrow." After that, he went to chat next door.
Zi Yang was lying in her arms, his head felt a little groggy, could it really be altitude sickness? It's not like it, it's just irritability. I'm probably tired, just sleep...
As soon as I closed my eyes, the feeling of deja vu just now came back again. Why did I always feel like I saw it somewhere, but who was it? I can't remember even if I want to break my head.
In his wild thoughts, Zi Yang fell asleep groggyly. In his sleep, countless memory fragments flashed in his mind one by one, the muddy hometown road, the quiet ancient village of Qin and Han, the deserted Gobi desert, the ruined old temple in northern Shaan... Yang suddenly stood up, sweating profusely.
There is a white light flashing on the head of the heart, and the blurry figure that passed by during the day is very clear—the face is thin, the top is round and the bottom is pointed, the mouth is not required, two eye bags as big as coins, and bird-scratch-like hand wraps. With a huge pull finger.
It's Uncle Li! That lingering Uncle Li also appeared here! !
Zi Yang sat down and gasped, and looked at his watch. It was 11 o'clock in the evening.
Moonlight shone cold moonlight on the ground through the white screen windows. Xiao Hei's little girl beside him was already asleep, and his chest and abdomen were not easy to detect slight fluctuations.
Lao Wang's ** was empty.
Outside the window, there was no sound of the noise during the day at this time, and the holy land of Lhasa was silent again, except for the faint laughter of men and women next door.
Zi Yang put on his slippers and went to the door next door. After hesitating, he knocked on the door gently.
咚咚... There is no response.
咚咚咚... Still no response.
Bang bang bang! Zi Yang was almost at the door of the ring with his fists.
"Who is it?" The door opened a gap, and Old Wang poked his head out of the door, with a little smile still remaining on his face. It seemed that the two of them were chatting happily.
Seeing Zi Yang, Lao Wang's smile suddenly froze as if it had encountered air of tens of degrees below zero. "What are you doing? I'm busy!" Lao Wang said impatiently in a low voice.
"Come out, I'm in a hurry," Zi Yang also lowered his voice.
"When is it all, I can't say anything urgent tomorrow." Lao Wang was a little anxious, why is this person so short-sighted.
"It's Brother Ziyang, ah, it's getting late, I have to wash and sleep, Brother Wang, you should go back first." said a crisp voice in the room.
Lao Wang turned his head and smiled authentically, "This... It's still early, let's talk a bit..."
"Let's talk about it tomorrow, I am also a little tired." Ye Beili said in the room.
"Okay, you have a good rest, I will call you tomorrow~"
Closing the door, Lao Wang said with an anguished expression: "After all, what's the matter? His face is so ugly, why can't I sleep without me?"
Zi Yang rolled his eyes and described what happened to Uncle Li today to Lao Wang Yiwuyishi.
Old Wang scratched his head and said, "Isn't it possible? You will meet here again and again? Why is this old and undead thing running in Tibet? Come to dig out the Potala Palace?"
Since the battle in the deserted temple in northern Shaanxi last summer, Uncle Li left a lot of psychological shadow on everyone, but as time passed, this matter was soon forgotten. Now that he meets "acquaintances" in this distant holy city of Lhasa, it feels a little weird.
"No matter what he is here for, his presence here is always dangerous for us, I think..." Zi Yang was also hesitating in his heart what to do.
"Did you read the wrong person? There are more than a billion people in China, and there are at least tens of millions of thin old men in their 50s. Are you sure you are right?"
Zi Yang nodded, "Yes, I was very impressed by that big finger." In fact, I can't confirm it when I see Zi Yang, but the squalid aura of Uncle Li left a deep impression on him. This unique feeling is very strong.
Lao Wang said again, "He is not the only one who pointed at him. There are many kinds of things sold here in Tibetan areas."
Zi Yang was questioned by the old Wang, and gradually became a little suspicious of himself, is it dazzling? got the wrong person
But the shuddering feeling is still very deep.
Old Wang took Zi Yang's hand and said, "You haven't had a good rest for a long time, and you will be normal tomorrow after you sleep. Go, go, brother accompany you to sleep."
"Brother~Wen~ Get out, you get me to your little lover! Did I break a good deed? Oh, I accidentally saved a girl who almost missed."
"What is this? We are innocent friendships, pure friendship like revolutionary comrades-you stinky rascal, don't think about everything so dirty!"
Since meeting Ye Beili, Lao Wang and Zi Yang seem to have lost their positions. Now Cheng Lao Wang has been ruining Ziyang all day long.
The two went back to the room while quarreling.
Early the next morning, Ye Beili came over to ask Lao Wang to go shopping. Zi Yang asked them to take Xiao Hei with him. It was boring to be bored with herself in the hotel (anyway, the child was very ignorant except for food and drink, and brought him. It won't get in the way).
Originally, Pharaoh was strongly against bringing a light bulb, but Xiaoli was very happy to take Xiao Hei out with him.
Zi Yang could see that Ye Beili was a very caring girl, full of love for small animals like kittens, puppies, and birds, not to mention Xiao Hei, a child with a miserable life experience and mentally impaired.
The set of comments made by Zi Yang that all the family members died in a car accident was very effective. After Xiaoli heard about it, every time she looked at Xiao Hei, her eyes were full of pity. In her eyes, Xiao Hei is an introvert and meek child, full of sadness of losing his family.
If she had seen the scene of the little black hair Gong, she probably wouldn't think so again.
Lao Wang is actually quite unwilling to have a third party intervene. Yesterday he "inadvertently" touched Xiaoli's snow-white jade finger. According to the plan, today he should "inadvertently" hold Xiaoli's slender hand and bring her with her. If it is dark, there will be too many unstable factors.
But Xiaoli insisted on taking care of Xiaohei, so he had no choice but to respect Xiaoli's life—now he was obedient to Xiaoli, let him go east, he didn't dare to go west, and let him eat shit.
Xiaoli looked at Zi Yang's low spirits, and asked with concern: "Then what do you want to eat, I'll bring you some food when I come back."
Zi Yang glanced at her gratefully and said, "No need-I'm a horrible person, I only get used to KFC."
"Then I'll come back and bring you a bucket for the whole family!" Xiaoli decided without a word.
Lao Wang walked behind and closed the door while giving Zi Yang a thumbs up, "See you, how generous a little girl is. You are a family bucket when you make a shot!"
Zi Yang sneered and said, "It's generous, it's your money anyway!"
I was bored after lying in the hotel for a long time. I couldn't fall asleep while tossing and turning, and finally I couldn't stand it anymore. I put on my clothes and went out to let the air out.
Wandering aimlessly on the street, his eyes wandering around in the crowd, his mood is also very complicated, I hope to see the figure again, but I am afraid to meet him again.
How easy is it to meet a person in Tibet so big? Besides, what if you really read it wrong? Zi Yang comforted herself inwardly.
After walking around for a long time, feeling a little tired, I found a teahouse on the side of the road and sat there, watching the people coming and going with uninterestedness.
"Boss, what do you want?" Dian Xiaoer came to greet him.
"Well, uh, what are your specialties here."
"The specialty of our noodle tea house is... noodle tea..." The shop Xiaoer tilted his head and looked at him suspiciously, looking like a mentally handicapped person.
Zi Yang, who was not able to guard his house, suddenly realized, "Ahem, two bowls of noodle tea!"
At this time, an old man at the table next to him suddenly turned around, swaggered over to the table and sat down.
Zi Yang is a little upset, there are still a lot of empty tables in the store, why are you squeezing with me? Waved his hand, "I'm sorry, uncle, there are people here."
"Haha, I can't recognize me," the man opened his mouth, speaking in Mandarin with the flavor of northern Shaanxi.
Zi Yang looked at him a little puzzled. The old man's face was black and red, his face was wrinkled like orange peel, his yellow teeth were ragged, his eyes were very strange, the whites of the eyes occupied most of the eye sockets, and the pupils were like pinpoints. It was thin and dark, not like human eyes, and it felt a little crippled.
"you are?"
"You can't recognize me, but I can hear you. As soon as you speak, I recognize you. My ears are not blowing, and the wind and grass have moved my ears without forgetting them. If someone talks to me once, I can remember him. lifetime-"
Zi Yang was puzzled by what he said, did he meet the porcelain? Scam money? But this approach is not right.
"Really forgot? Suide, in the small restaurant..." The old man lowered his voice, leaned forward, and came to Zi Yang's ear and said three words: "Iron Cavalry..."