Chapter 290 Ruyan: I still owe her life (end)

Xiao Jia parked the car and the two chose a youth hostel called "Watcher 6740". In fact, there are also good accommodation nearby. Some hotels and B&Bs even have their own observation decks, but Wen Liang said she had never stayed in a youth hostel and wanted to try it, so Xiao Jia followed her.

Many people who live in youth hostels these days are not really poor, but like the atmosphere of youth hostels.

Traditional hotels can surpass the service of youth hostels several streets, but many people, especially travelers, still prefer youth hostels, because the charm of youth hostels lies in the fact that they bring together many fun people here, and people are always willing to be with similar or interesting people.

"So those multi-person rooms on your second floor are men and women living together?"

After entering the store and listening to the introduction of the hostel, Wen Liang asked in surprise.

"Yes." The boss is not surprised.

“Fifteen beds in a room?”

"Yes, a bed costs 40 yuan, and it's almost full now."

Wen Liang's cheeks were red, but she still asked curiously: "Is it legal? Is the Public Security Bureau not checking?"

The boss looked dark.

"Not me, not me, not me, let's go..."

"The lucky stars shine!"

The snow on the top of Kavaborg seemed to fall on the boy's head with the wind, and refused to melt for a long time.

Xiao Jia smiled and refused to say anything.

"Make a name for thousands of people!"

"See, see..."

Now, they can finally get to know each other formally, right?

Maybe I should take back the idea that the two had no intersection. During these encounters, Wen Liang felt that this man who called himself "passerby" was worth getting along with me seriously. The two can start with friends first.

The colorful flags and prayer flags of Feilai Temple are played with the wind, and the hunting sounds are endless, and the wind passes and clouds are clear.

According to legend, if you can see the complete Meili Snow Mountain, then the person you see will be lucky for a whole year.

He stared at the piano in front of him. At this moment, all the love and hatred, all the joy and sorrow, and all the bits and pieces of warmth and coldness appeared in front of him like a tide. Then, all kinds of beauty and sorrow condensed into tears before he knew it, sliding down the corner of the boy's eyes...

Xiao Jia, who was standing beside him, laughed and said in time: "Boss, please open a big bed for her alone. She is not short of money. I can just open a bed here."

"Then this is also..."

He looked at the girl opposite him who was so close to him.

...

"You guess."

When Wen Liang heard these three words, his heart moved.

Wen Liang hesitated for a long time. She wanted to say something comforting, and wanted to share the same hatred with the person in front of her who had been hurt by love. But in the end, she still honestly said:

Once the sea was filled with infinite emotion, sometimes loneliness is more real than embracing

Wen Liang signaled the tea cup on the other party’s table.

Falling in the past, drifting towards the future, and tears flow out when you fall into your eyes

...

"Can you tell me your love story?"

Xiao Jia asked, "Then why didn't it succeed?"

Your shadow is everywhere, and human thoughts are like dust

The girl stood there, at a loss.

It seemed that they were deliberately trying to oppose each other, and the two of them couldn't help but compare their prayers and congratulations, one after another in their mouths, one after another...

As soon as Wen Liang said this, Xiao Jia laughed inexplicably. He pointed to the dazzling galaxy on his head.

His eyes turned red, he sniffed, turned the guitar sideways, held the handle of the head of the revolver with his left hand, and pressed against the strings with his right hand.

After Wen Liang finished drinking the tea, he looked at Xiao Jia with a smile, whose expression was still stiff.

No one can tell what the future is...

Under the witness of the snow-capped mountains in the distance, the teacups of men and women collided, making a clear and crisp sound in the air.

Wen Liang said nothing and stuffed the guitar into Xiao Jia's arms. After she sat down, she supported her cheek with one hand and said softly:

"If nothing unexpected happens, this should be our last stop. Tomorrow, I can see my snow mountain and you will fulfill your agreement. I see that you are silent all the way, and your mood should be very complicated, right? Play something, sing something to release it. Xiao Jia, you should let it go..."

It was just night time, and it was still early to leave. Many hikers gathered on the first and second floors of the youth hostel, chatting and spanking. A group of people came to eat beef, then took peanuts, and discussed it and stayed up all night, waiting for the next day to watch the sunrise.

"mischief?"

"In other words, at first, your girlfriend pretended to like you, but in fact she wanted to tease you, which led to you making such a big fool. Since then, you were ridiculed at school and couldn't raise your head in front of your classmates, and in the end you even failed the college entrance examination?"

The expression on the man's face slightly condensed.

“Meet happiness.”

Behind her was empty.

"God has already helped me punish her. The world is so big that none of us can escape."

“Innocence.”

God, I didn't make Wen Liang regret again.

"Hiss, old classmate, you don't look like a shy person either."

"Actually nothing, most of the youth hostels are like this. Everyone chats in the evening, and the atmosphere is very good, and there are few things to do."

"Otherwise you wouldn't be able to take this trip."

During this period, the girl's eyes kept shining, sometimes sad and angry, sometimes happy, sometimes confused.

"Do you believe this?" The girl was unbelievable.

"Love is harmonious."

"Talk well, sister, Kavaborg is commonly known as the "God of Snow Mountain". You should be careful in front of Him. Do you still want to see Rizhao Jinshan tomorrow morning?"

"Make a wish?"

“Ah~”

A gust of wind blew past the warm and cool hair ends of her neck, and her eyes retreated from the snow-capped mountains and turned around.

"What's your name........."

Wen Liang's eyes quickly moved back and forth between Xiao Jia and the boss. She wanted to complain about something, but in the end she held back and said to Xiao Jia:

"You...well...you're fine."

“It’s smooth sailing.”

"Forget it, I still like to be quieter at night. I'm in the car all day today, we'll get up early tomorrow, and I'll call my friends at night, so I feel it's not good if it makes people disturb me or others disturb me."

"I know, but what you said, we will definitely see Rizhao Jinshan tomorrow..."

...

Let the past follow the wind, all follow the wind, all follow the wind, and your heart moves

Yesterday the flowers faded, not dreams, not dreams, not dreams

Let the past be followed by the wind, all be followed by the wind, all beside the wind, and your heart is hurt

Tomorrow's tides are all me, all me, all me

"Yes! Make a wish!"

Wen Liang put down the teacup, held it on his chin with both hands, and asked the question she wanted to ask the most today. After saying that, she added:

"Of course, if you find it inconvenient, it's OK not to say it."

Wen Liang was stunned for a while, looked around and disappeared. He could only turn around again, lean on the railing, look into the distance, which had been waiting for for a long time, and said in a daze:

"Haha, it's such a weird person. I don't say anything after I leave...well..."

Wen Liang immediately refused and said, "Don't leave. In my impression, he has never been my food, otherwise I wouldn't remember it. Let's talk about you. Your girlfriend teased you like this and forgot you as soon as the prank ended. How did you do later?"

The decoration style of the Youth Hostel is Tibetan, with a full wooden structure, divided into two floors. In addition to the rooms on all sides, the middle area of ​​the first floor is a large living room with sofas, wall-mounted TVs and bookcases everywhere. The second floor is a short table and pad for dining on the floor, which usually sells some butter tea and Tibetan meals.

"Xiao Jia, make a wish!"

"I'm with her...Ho, I'm with her, the way I'm together at the beginning was wrong... We met because of a prank."

...

“Full luck!”

“…”

The warm and cold trip ended like this.
To be continued...