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46.Chapter 46
Zhou Hui and Chu He took their brother-in-law Zhang Shun from Beijing to Tibet that night, arrived in Lhasa the next day, and then went to Wangjia Snow Mountain, where the k7350 train mysteriously disappeared.
Entering Tibet in the air is more likely to trigger altitude sickness than entering Tibet by rail. Zhang Shun originally thought that his brother's battered body would definitely not be able to resist it. Unexpectedly, it was him who started to dizzy first. Zhang Ershao hugged the airport trash can and vomited for a long time, only to be dragged away by Zhou Hui limply by the back leader. While dragging, he smiled at the airport security guard who came after hearing the news: "Sorry, sorry, this kid has been a little kid since childhood. Stupid, there's no way, the uncle disaster who came with me when we got married..."
The delicate and frail Zhang Ershao took a car from Lhasa to Larilang, lying on his elder brother's lap with breathlessness, which made Zhou Hui very upset. Zhou Hui's poisonous tongue didn't mean it, so he took the time to make a sneer: "How do you silly kid and tell you not to come here? Now I know that it's not easy to be a literary youth?"
Zhang Shun: "You shut up..."
"Tsk tusk, what can you do about it? Or find you a traveler inn and throw it in. You may not be able to have a nest with the girl in the inn in two years. Hahahaha—"
Zhang Shun: "Shut up..."
Zhou Hui gloated and twisted his waist like Li Hu: "Come hit me, come hit me!"
Zhang Shun didn't have the strength to move his little finger, and only felt that he had been stunned by the screaming beast a thousand times.
It was only after arriving in Larilang that Zhang Shun discovered that it was not a beast, but an elephant that had stolen him.
Larilang was originally a very remote and small place. Even the donkeys didn't come. The local train only stopped every three days. After the k7350 disappeared, the local Tibetans felt that it was because the gods and buddhas had brought their grievances, and they went to the railroad tracks to kowtow and worship. The local government was afraid that something might happen, so the train diverted to not pass through here.
So Zhou Hui asked the local villagers to rent a broken second-hand car, buy food and water, and prepare to drive from Lajlang to the upper station, searching for suspicious traces around the railway line along the way.
The snow-capped road is rugged, and the railway line is okay, but this small broken car that creaks as soon as it drove is really upside down, and the brakes are not working. Zhang Shun couldn't even step on the brake pads at all, so Zhou Hui and Chu He could only alternately drive, and he continued to vomit dimly on the back seat.
What made his self-esteem even more shocking was that Chu He, who was originally thought to be bound to fall, had no abnormalities-his pale face in Beijing was still pale on the plateau in Tibetan areas, neither improved nor changed. It's bad, it seems that he has taken care of himself, and his physical condition has not changed at all because of the external environment.
In the evening, they came to a plain at the foot of Wangjia Snow Mountain. Chu He got out of the car and walked with Zhou Hui to search for the nearby two kilometers of railroad tracks, while Zhang Shun could only sit in the back of the car with a humming, cleaning up his vomit while holding back. Make a fire and cook.
As a result, Zhou Hui and Chu He came back an hour later. Zhou Hui still looked lazy and slightly joking. When he met Zhang Shun, he smiled and asked, "Yo, my brother-in-law is cooking! What is this, tsampa porridge? "
The boiling point on the plateau is so low that it can’t be cooked through boiling. Zhang Shun tasted the noodle porridge and said angrily: "It doesn't matter, just eat like that!"
Zhou Hui said: "Hey-no, no, no, add some ghee to your brother..."
Chu He got out of the car, holding a handful of red and green shrub branches and leaves in his hand, patted Zhang Shun on the shoulder: "I'm coming."
He seems to have water in the bottom of his eyes, his eyes are slightly reddish that is not easily noticeable, and his hair is slightly messy. He wears a black jacket and trousers. When he sits down, his legs are especially long. There are many dry grass scraps on the back collar, hem and trouser legs. Looking at him like this, Zhang Shun asked casually: "What did you do, brother? It's all grass."
Zhou Hui leaned against the car door, his collar half-open revealing his strong chest muscles, and the corners of his mouth wickedly aroused: "Uhhhhhhhhh----"
Chu He's cheeks flushed and his face was expressionless, he took the pot on the fire and put it in his hand. After a while, a faint red light appeared on the palm of his hand, and the porridge intensified and boiled.
"I picked some rhodiola for you." After the awkward silence lasted for a while, he finally answered the wrong question: "I will cook it for you later."
Zhang Shun had a tendon, but he didn't find it strange. Chu He served a bowl of tsampa porridge to one person, and his attention was immediately distracted, and when he took it, he buried his head and drank, snoring like a pig.
Zhang Ershao vomited for a day, everything in his stomach was emptied, and Zhou Hui rushed to kill a big pot of tsampa. Zhou Hui grabbed something to eat and didn’t grab the brother-in-law. He took a cigarette in depression and left. Zhang Shun satisfied his stomach and continued to lie down and pretended to be dead. Chu He went to the river to wash the pot and fetched water. Start to boil the concoction of rhodiola.
In the evening, the sky was dark and the sky was full of stars. In the distance, the Lhasa River, a tributary of the Yarlung Zangbo River, was quietly passing through the plain, like a band of silver light under the vast sky, rushing towards the distant song.
The bonfire crackled, and Chu He sat cross-legged by the pot, his plain side was very quiet in the firelight, giving people an indescribable sense of dependability.
Zhang Shun quietly stared at the boiling water and asked: "Brother?"
"how."
"I came out this time, didn't I help you?"
Chu He was a little surprised. He glanced at him and asked, "Do you want to help me?"
Zhang Shun nodded naturally. He was lying on the mat, knocking the iron spoon with one hand boringly, and supporting his chin with the other. The handsome young face was deformed and looked very funny, but his expression was very depressed.
"The fox sometimes said that I caused a lot of troubles. If it weren't for being jealous of me, Maha would not run to swallow the Buddha, and sometimes he said that my existence is to help you the most... But I think you have helped me from childhood I, take care of me, even my company would have closed down without you..."
"Sometimes I also want to give something back. It's not meant to repay my gratitude. Our brothers say this is too fake." Zhang Shun got up and stared at the jumping flames and said: "But your world is always far away from me. , I don’t know what I can do, but I don’t want to always be a second generation ancestor who needs to be taken care of."
Chu He removed the pot from the fire, and the rhodiola water was boiled until only one bottom was left, and he poured it into the bowl carefully.
"Do you trust me?" He seemed to ask casually after a long time.
Zhang Shun thought without thinking: "Of course, I don't trust who else you trust."
"How much trust?"
This question turned Zhang Er Shao down.
He blinked his eyes and opened his mouth for a long while, and finally choked into a big sneeze by the cold of the night, and hurriedly covered his nose.
"This... how to measure this? Anyway, you are my last relative in the world, or I will return the company to you..."
An inconspicuous smile flashed across Chu He's eyes, and he passed the Rhodiola soup bowl to Zhang Shun, motioning him to drink it: "I don't need it, I have nothing to spend."
This is the best Rhodiola grown at an altitude of more than 4,000 meters. Its medicinal power is much stronger than those sold in general medicinal stores. The hot juice flows down the throat and into the stomach. Although the taste is bitter, Zhang Shun feels better immediately. A lot.
He put down the bowl and wiped his mouth, and asked seriously: "Then if I..."
"For an analogy," Chu He interrupted him: "If one day we two have to cross the dark plains together, without stars and moons, silent everywhere, only I know the direction, but I don't know how much there is under my feet. Traps and thorns. In order to prevent you from attracting beasts out loud, I must knock you unconscious and carry forward...Will you be knocked unconscious?"
"..." Zhang Shun felt that something was wrong, and then said angrily after a moment: "Wait, why have I been pre-set as a drag?!"
Chu He laughed, cleared the pots and bowls, stood up and stomped the grass clippings on the legs of his pants.
"No, I vowed to protect you, but not because of the naive reasons you are the bones of someone..." He walked to the car without turning his head back: "Thank you for your trust, brother, darkness Please remember what you said today when you start the journey, good night."
The car stopped by the Lhasa River, and wolves whimpered from the distance in the dark, whizzing along the north wind across the vast plain.
The three of them spent the night in the carriage slightly shaken by the wind.
When he got up the next morning, Chu He made another bowl of Rhodiola. Zhang Shun felt much better after drinking. He could barely struggle to search for the railway line with them. However, nothing was gained during the whole day. Chu He took the tortoise shell that Zhou Hui collected for a long time, but could not figure out anything.
In the evening, the small broken car almost broke down, so they had to park the car on a flat ground not far from the railroad tracks, light a fire to cook, and rest temporarily.
"If this goes on, I have to go back to Larilang to refuel," Zhou Hui opened the front cover of the car and said while inspecting the engine: "I really miss my damn king of the desert. It's a pity that it's in Gansu. Time is too tight. ...Damn, there are always such messy tasks. Is this forcing me to put an off-road vehicle in every province and city in the country?"
Zhang Ershao is also a rich second-generation background, and he just wants to confuse him.
Chu He was very accustomed to his aggressive style of local tyrants. He sat on the edge to make a fire and did not answer.
"I'm telling you, brother-in-law--" Zhou Hui began to babble again.
“It’s very important to choose a car that suits you. The gorgeous appearance, interior design, leather seats, these are all fun. For example, I don’t really like that Bentley. Used. The most important thing about a car is durability. Roads, deserts, jungles and even ice fields are good cars. If you say that every man has a soul of cold weapon in his heart, then it is suitable for him. A car is a man’s best companion!"
"——Tell you, when I first bought that G500!" Zhou Hui waved his hand and said emotionally: "I drove it across the Tengger Desert, along the Hexi Corridor, and drove to Dunhuang! The lonely smoke in the desert and the camel bell on the ancient road are all this off-road vehicle wading through the mountains and waters for me, overcoming obstacles! Therefore, a good car can carry people in the right direction, and a car that fits your own is the soul mate of a man!
Zhou Hui slammed the front cover of the broken car, making a loud noise.
"That's too reasonable!" Zhang Shun vigorously applauded in agreement, and then asked: "--what about my brother?"
Zhou Hui: "………………"
Zhou Hui shuddered suddenly and looked back at Chu He.
I saw Chu He expressionlessly, slowly putting down the pots and bowls and the smokeless stove, laying the unburned tsampa noodles on the ground, and turning away.
"Wife-I didn't mean that!"
Zhou Hui flew up, with his hands wide open toward Chu He's thighs, with a graceful posture like a wild dog with its tail chopped off. In the next second, Chu He drew away quickly, got into the car, and closed the door with a slam.
"Wife! I love you!" Zhou Hui cried out in tears as he slammed the door: "Don't listen to the idiot brother-in-law instigating separation, I obviously didn't mean that! Wife, open the door! The dinner is so special! "
Chu He opened a slit in the car window and said coldly, "Let your soul mate boil it."
Zhou Hui: "..."
Zhou Hui finally knew the serious end of babbling. He blinked his eyes and opened and closed his mouth several times. With a flash of inspiration, he was about to say that the car is the mate of my soul, but dear, you are the master of my soul, so Chu He smiled leisurely, full of malice:
"Go ahead, ex-husband."
Zhou Hui stood in front of the half-baked bonfire with a trance, and suffered a thousand critical strikes in his heart.
Zhang Shun was sitting on the side of the empty pot with an iron spoon, knocking the empty bowl with an iron spoon, lest the world will not be chaotic: "Boss Zhou, I want to eat! I am a non-staff temporary worker of Guoan. As a superior, you can not but guarantee the travel benefits of temporary workers. !I want to eat--!"
Zhou Hui said angrily: "Can't you cook it yourself!"
"I won't," Zhang Shun said shamelessly, "Master is the second generation of the standard rich. It has always been a little beauty who vie for cooking for me."
Zhou Hui was almost two big heads, daring to be angry and not daring to speak, and started to meet the barley noodles with smoke. It took a long time to cook, and regardless of the boiling point or not, I continued to knock on the door of the car, and said pitifully, "My dear, I was wrong. The car is my soul’s mate, and you are my soul’s... …"
The window opened a crack again, and Chu He said coldly: "Your soul's mistress?"
Zhou Hui was shocked and reflexed: "How could it be?! It must be a big room!" He couldn't wait to slap his mouth as soon as the voice fell.
Chu He expressionlessly closed the car window again.
Zhou Hui was dying to death. He cooked the half-baked tsampa porridge with tears. He kicked Zhang Shun who was about to eat, first filled a bowl of hot food and knocked on the car door.
Chu He ate the snacks brought by Zhang Shun in the back seat-preserved fruits, melon seeds, chocolate, dehydrated cake; Zhou Hui wagged his tail and patted the car window, pointed to the bowl in his hand and said loudly, "Eating that is unhealthy! Come on! Husband, hereby! You add some protein!"
Chu He shook his head to signal not, Zhou Hui knocked again; Chu He waved his hand to walk away, Zhou Hui knocked again.
Boss Zhou persisted, and Chu He finally rolled down the car window for the third time and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Dear...dear, come and bring you food."
"No."
"Come on, dear, it's not healthy to stay in the car all the time, the air does not circulate, and it affects the oxygen quality in the lungs..."
"I think it's okay." Chu He said nonchalantly, "After all, as a big house, you should pay attention to connecting with your soul mistress."
Zhou Hui was dumbfounded, the corners of his mouth twitched, holding the bowl and petrifying into pieces in the wind. However, in the next second, Chu He completely shattered him:
"--Oh yes, sorry, it's the former Dafang."
At night, the three of them stayed in the carriage for the night. Zhou Hui tried every means to squeeze into the back seat with Chu He, but Zhang Shun’s buttocks stuck to his brother's side, unable to drive away. In the end, Boss Zhou could only return to the driver's seat, aggrieved and lonely on his own.
However, in the middle of the night, he sneaked out of the car, spent more than half an hour on the rocky beach by the Lhasa River, and then sneaked back to the car and woke up Chu He:
"Honey, show you something, come here!"
Chu He was awakened when he was asleep, and the wind was bitter outside. His only idea was to push Zhou Hui out and continue sleeping. However, Zhou Hui kept pounding him. A few minutes later, Chu He finally sat up helplessly, put on his jacket, got out of the car and asked hoarsely: "What do you want to do?!"
Zhou Hui did not answer mysteriously, and took his hand towards the Lhasa River, standing on a messy rocky beach.
The night sky of Tibet is vast and vast, the Milky Way traverses the sky, and hundreds of billions of stars are quietly twinkling in the sky.
Zhou Hui raised his hand, and an invisible light film rose on the ground, stretched and expanded high in the sky, turning into a transparent screen covering the sky. In the huge screen, the stars seem to be propelled by mysterious forces, one after another leaving the orbit, gradually forming a huge shining starry sky map.
It was a phoenix, with its gorgeous wings gleaming in the night sky, and its tail feathers were like a vast galaxy sprinkled in the sky. With its slender and elegant neck drooping, it gently gazes at the giant lion-like tiger at its feet. Although the fangs of the beast are out of the sky and roar, its hind legs are lying on the ground, showing that it is both domineering and willing to obey. attitude.
Chu He was slightly startled, only to see Zhou Hui pushing with both hands, the star map changed again.
Thousands of stars seemed to be reflected on the mirror, in the night sky, forming the posture of the two of them standing on the Lhasa River at the moment. Chu He and the shining self in the sky looked at each other. After a daze, they turned their heads to look at Zhou Hui. The mirrored self in the sky also turned his head and looked at each other with Zhou Hui, which was formed by the stars.
"When we first moved to the human world, we lived on a glacier in Tibet. We could see such a clear starry sky every night." Zhou Hui smiled, the sky full of stars reflected in his eyes: "I remember you then I especially like to sit alone in the middle of the night looking up at night. Sometimes two children will run to sit next to you, but as soon as I arrive, they will disperse."
Chu He looked at him, then looked up at himself in the mirror in the sky, his heart was shocked.
"Actually, my favorite thing to do is to sit with you hand in hand, quietly looking up at this eternal galaxy. There are always many helplessness and variables in the world. You may have chosen your own future path, but as long as there are any If possible, I hope I can go on with you until the last day when the earth falls and the stars die."
Zhou Hui took out the ring box from his chest pocket and opened the black ring with diamonds inside to reveal the pair of rings. The stars on the sky also knelt on one knee:
"My dear, let's remarry, can we?"
Chu He looked at him quietly, his eyes gleaming like water, and suddenly asked for a long while:
"Your soul mate car..."
Zhou Hui immediately swore to the sky: "I'll sell it when I go back, and take away two hundred yuan!"
A clear smile appeared in Chu He's eyes. He took out one of the rings and put it on Zhou Hui, while the other was held in his palm. Then he leaned down and kissed Zhou Hui tenderly in the starry sky.
"——Don’t sell it," he jokingly said, "Just give me your pre-marital property."
Zhang Shun never slept well that night. At first, Zhou Hui got out of the car and got on the car again. Then his brother got in and got out of the car again. The two of them didn’t know what they were tossing outside. He came back together at dawn, and woke him up when he opened and closed the door, and asked in a daze, "...what are you two doing?"
Chu He didn't say a word, Zhang Shun opened his eyes dimly, and saw his brother's face was flushed and his hair was messy, and he was wrapped in a coat casually. Zhou Hui was returning from the driver's seat with an evil laugh of "Uh-hhhhhhh".
Zhang Shun yawned, and asked listlessly, "...Idiot, why are you laughing?"
Before Zhou Hui had time to show off his power, Chu He whispered, "You both sleep!"
There was no need for him to say a second sound, Zhang Er Shao immediately closed his eyes wherever he went to eat and sleep well, forgetting any doubts, and instantly sank into a black sweet dream again.
Zhang Shun got up the next day, refreshed and full of spirits. He didn't think of any abnormality last night.
However, Chu He didn't get out of the car directly, he was sleeping with a coat on the back seat, looking extremely tired.
In contrast, Zhou Hui was very energetic. After changing from his usual lazy and slippery style, he touched a few bird eggs for breakfast from nowhere. After cooking, he generously divided Zhang Shun into one, and the rest was taken on the bus. Woke Chu He to eat together.
They plan to return to Lajlang today to refuel the car and supplement supplies, and by the way contact Beijing to search for matters. Although there has been no progress in the past two days, Zhou Hui seemed to be in a pretty good mood. Zhang Shun looked at him and even felt that even if Yu Jingzhong called and cursed his ancestor for the eighteenth generation at this time, he could "Well He laughed from start to finish.
In the morning, they searched for seven or eight kilometers along the railroad tracks with their last hope, but they didn't find any clues. They packed up at noon, cooked some dehydrated beef, and prepared to leave in the afternoon; however, before they left, things finally changed——
Zhou Hui drank too much water, and without any shame he ran to the side of the railroad track to release the water and left it there. Suddenly he discovered the abnormality left by the train before it disappeared.