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Chapter 111 Tibetan land, we are destined to meet again

Gong Ziying seems optimistic, but perhaps she has experienced serious emotional injuries before, and has never believed in love since then.

Chen Xing has always believed that marriage is the continuation of love, and children are the crystallization of love.

But after thinking about what Gong Ziying said, there was nothing wrong with it.

The premise to make all these happy is to have love, and how many married couples in this world can have true love?

This proportion is estimated to be less than half.

The rest can only be said to make do with it.

Forget it, don't want this.

The proposition of love is too big, Chen Xing can't figure it out.

To be precise, he is still a teenager. At his age, let alone consider marriage. There are many people who have never been in love. How can they be qualified to talk about marriage with others?
Take one step at a time and watch it step by step.

After leaving the restaurant, Chen Xing wandered around the major attractions in the Holy City alone, waiting for Nima Zhandui to call him.

But soon, Chen Xing received a call at [-]:[-], and the two met at a teahouse on Ramoche Temple Road.

Nima Zhandui came up and gave Chen Xing a hug, patted Chen Xing on the back and said, "I wanted to send you something, but I never expected that you are actually in the holy city."

"I was in Linzhi before, and I just came back."

Chen Xing took him to his seat and ordered an extra cup of sweet tea.

Nima Zhandui put a shopping bag he brought over on the table. The shopping bag was Bosideng, but it was obviously not that they bought a down jacket for Chen Xing.

"This is?"

Nima Zhandui said: "During this time, the doctor has been saying that your prognosis is very good. Without you, my mother will definitely not be able to survive this time. We live in the country and we can't give you good things, so we did it ourselves. A set of clothes, I hope you don't refuse."

"The clothes you made?" Chen Xing widened his eyes, then thought of something, and asked, "Is it a Tibetan robe?"

"Yes, we don't know how to make other clothes either."

They talked a lot before, and they also knew that Chen Xing liked minority costumes very much, so this time they took out the materials at home and asked Tashi to make a set.

If Nima Zhandui wanted to give him something else, something very expensive, Chen Xing probably wouldn't want it.

But he liked the gift of Tibetan robes.

Even if you don't wear it all the time, it's fine to just keep it in the closet.

"thanks, thanks!"

"You're welcome, try it."

Nima Zhandui took out the clothes from the shopping bag. In fact, it was the outermost thick clothes of Tibetan costumes, plus a beautiful belt.

Chen Xing reached out to take it, the clothes were heavy.

The outer layer of the clothes looks very beautiful. It is not the navy blue that Chen Xing often sees, but a white base, and then there are a lot of beige gray Tibetan patterns. This pattern looks like the logo of Phoenix Satellite TV, but the number is large. If there are many, it becomes like countless flowers.

The white is not pure white yet, if you look closely, there are lines.

It feels very firm and silky to the touch.

"This...is it expensive?"

Chen Xing hesitated again. He didn't want to accept too expensive gifts from others. The clothes were not cheap just by looking at the outer material. He had never worn clothes that felt so comfortable to the touch when he grew up.

"It's not very expensive. It's much cheaper than selling it outside. It's also our intention. And if you don't wear this dress, no one will wear it. Is it made according to your figure? Come down."

He took the clothes and asked Chen Xing to change them, and also helped to fasten his belt.

In fact, many people in the teahouse were looking at this side. Although they couldn't hear what the two were talking about, they all exclaimed when they saw Chen Xing change his clothes. Even some Tibetans started to take pictures with their mobile phones. Photos come, let alone tourists.

Really fucking handsome.

In fact, Tibetans know the value of this dress better. This kind of clothes are what they wear when they have major festivals, not ordinary casual clothes.

The belt with the white cloud pattern alone costs more than 1000 yuan in the market.

Chen Xing touched the clothes on the side and tidied them up, and said with satisfaction: "It's so warm."

"It must be warm." Nima Zhandui said with a smile, "The sheepskin is beautiful, and the wool inside is also lamb's wool."

Chen Xing looked at the fur sewn inside from the collar, and it looked more beautiful than the plush sold in the clothing market, whiter and even more transparent.

Generally speaking, the best cashmere clothes that people can buy in the market are lamb wool, which is the first time a sheep has been shaved after its birth. This kind of cashmere is soft and elastic, and its price is much higher than that of ordinary cashmere. Sheep lanugo is not available at all.

This is when the lambs are born and die, shearing their first wool.

This wool is softer than lamb's wool.

But collection is particularly difficult. Generally speaking, families who raise sheep need to collect for many years to make a piece of clothing like this.

Chen Xing is still only satisfied with the appearance and thermal performance of this dress, and cannot understand the value of this dress.

Nima Zhandui would definitely not say it, anyway, money is definitely not as important to him as his mother's life. To give Chen Xing such a dress, one is that he feels that his family owes Chen Xing too much, and the other is that he himself I also think that Chen Xing is a good brother worth dating.

He took a few steps back to look at Chen Xing, nodded in satisfaction and said, "What a handsome guy, if you have nothing to do next year, come to our Tibetan area to participate in the horse racing festival. Wearing this outfit will definitely attract the attention of many girls .”

Chen Xing looked around, and Xin Dao was already very attractive.

They took off their clothes and put them in bags.

Chen Xing sat down and said, "Thank you Brother Zhandui, I will bring you a gift next time I come over."

There are also many special products in Sichuan Province.

Neither of them drove. After chatting for a while, Nima Zhandui felt that just drinking tea was not enough, so he took Chen Xing to a restaurant for a drink. He drank from four o'clock in the afternoon to eight o'clock in the evening, and Chen Xing couldn't stand it long ago. A hotel was opened nearby to sleep, and Nima Zhandui and the owner of the restaurant didn't know what time they were drinking.

The next day, Chen Xing got up no later than ten o'clock on time.

After waking up from a hangover, Chen Xing's spirit was a little sluggish, but he didn't feel dizzy or hurt.

That's all he has to do with drinking, although his capacity for alcohol is average, but no matter what kind of wine he drinks, he can go to sleep when he is drunk, and he won't have a headache when he wakes up.

It was too late to wake up, Nima Zhandui had already gone back, and sent a WeChat message to Chen Xing.

After replying to the messages that he didn't reply to last night, Chen Xing looked at the ticket to leave Tibet.

With more and more people met along the way, Chen Xing's WeChat is rarely quiet for a long time. Yang Xiu, Song Shulan, Mu Qing and others often send messages and chat with him, and they don't Know where Song Shulan's cell phone came from.

It's impossible not to be taken away by the teacher, right?
Chen Xing bought a plane to Shuangliu at 04:30 in the afternoon.

Get up, get dressed, wash, and then sit on the balcony looking at the Potala Palace in the distance.

Farewell, City of Faith.

(End of this chapter)