To middle age

"Thirty-one years old and not old, only eight years older than me." Shen Binglan smiled.

Upon hearing this, I smiled unnaturally.

In the follow-up time, Shen Binglan and I didn't talk about anything. I kept thinking about Zhou Ruoyun and the beauty before us.

After having lunch on the plane, I closed my eyes and simply slept.

When I woke up, the plane had landed at Lhasa Airport.

Parting ways with Shen Binglan, I took a photo of Lhasa Airport and sent it to Zhou Ruoyun, saying,'I'm in Lhasa.'

Starting today, I will send all my whereabouts to Zhou Ruoyun via WeChat, and whether she can see it or not, I will send it to her.

Pushing the suitcase, I walked out of the airport and came to the booked hotel.

Originally, I lived with Zhou Ruoyun, but now I am alone.

"Enter the hotel!" I continued to post a photo and message, and wrote: "Although we are separated temporarily, I will complete this trip to Tibet as if we had been together."

After sitting on the plane for most of the day, I slept in the hotel room in the afternoon and rented a Highlander online by the way. From tomorrow on, I will check in the strategy location Zhou Ruoyun prepared in advance.

After a rest night, early the next morning, with my luggage, I went to the parking lot in front of the hotel.

Soon, a silver Highlander appeared in front of me.

"Hello, are you Mr. Chen Nan?" After the driver got out of the car, he smiled.

"Yes, it's me." I nodded and took out my ID card.

"This is the car you booked. After the trip, call our rental company. We will pick up the car at that time, but the best distance is in Lhasa city. The fare will have to go up. If you consider it, you must fly in Lhasa. Going back, shouldn't it be too far?" The driver checked my ID, he nodded, verified that the identity was accurate, and handed the car keys to my hand.

"The return trip will definitely be in Lhasa, don't worry." I said.

"Okay, sir, take a look at the car first." The driver continued.

Hearing this, I looked at the four tires, started the car, felt it, and glanced at the fuel gauge.

"Mr. Don't worry, I just filled up the gas." The driver said.

After checking it was correct, I put my luggage in the trunk and said goodbye to the driver.

The first stop I decided was to go to the Potala Palace. I had booked tickets online a long time ago, and when I turned on the mobile navigation, I rushed to the Potala Palace.

It is not far from Lhasa city to the Potala Palace. Although the distance is not far, the Potala Palace, as a key tourist area, has a lot of traffic on the road. Besides, it is still a long holiday, which can be described as overcrowded.

Seeing this battle, I couldn't help but smile a little bit, so I simply refunded the ticket, and when I was going to return, I would go to the Potala Palace to play again. I believe that by that time, it is not a holiday and the flow of people will be much less.

Navigate directly and determine the destination in Linzhi. I kicked the accelerator and drove out of Lhasa.

You must know that Lhasa and Nyingchi are 400 kilometers away. There are still many vehicles on the road, but as time goes by, there are fewer and fewer vehicles and some backpackers appear.

The so-called backpackers are all in groups, some are walking alone, they are walking, while taking pictures of the roadside scenery.

Before I knew it, I suddenly felt some discomfort caused by the high altitude. I picked up a bottle of oxygen from the passenger seat and took a few mouthfuls. This discomfort was immediately relieved.

It seems that dissatisfaction is always unacceptable. At a very old age, it is indeed overwhelming. These young backpackers walk on the side of the road. They exert a lot of physical strength, but they can't see any discomfort. And I just drive, I feel I don’t feel comfortable with it. It seems that I’m really not used to this altitude when I’m flying over. I slept a bit unsteadily during this sleep last night. Now I am driving the car and there are some bumps on the road, which is more obvious.

Speeding all the way, I suddenly became pitiful with few pedestrians. Not long after, I saw a young woman wearing a camouflage uniform waving at me.

While the young woman beckoned in front of her, she even opened her collar, revealing the plump plumpness, and the deep career line that made me a little surprised.

Suddenly, the young woman opened her arms and stood in the middle of the road.

I braked, my face changed, and stopped the car.

"First, sir, can you take a ride?" The woman walked to the window.

Pressing the car window, I looked at the woman suspiciously.

This woman is in the middle of her appearance. She is 27 or 18 years old. She has a hot body, but I never thought that such a woman would walk alone in this deserted place.

"Why are you alone?" I asked hurriedly.

"My, my wallet was stolen and abandoned by the group of donkey friends." The woman looked embarrassed, and she carried a huge backpack.

Hearing this, I couldn't help feeling a little bit of sympathy. A girl was abandoned here. It was hot and dry during the day, and the temperature dropped sharply at night. In case of danger, it would really be unexpected.

"I, I won't drag you down. I only need some food and water to send me to Linzhi." The woman said anxiously.

"Okay, come up." I opened the passenger's door.

"Thank you, you are so nice!" The woman smiled, got into the car and fastened her seat belt.

Starting again, the woman glanced at the dashboard of my car, and then she looked at me again.

"Did you just set off from Lhasa? Have you been to the Potala Palace?" the woman asked curiously.

"I planned to go in the morning, but there are too many people. It is estimated that the queue will take several hours, so I plan to go when I return." I explained.

"How many days are you going to play?" the woman continued.

"At least half a month." I replied.

"Hmm, my name is Xiaoya, how about you?" The woman nodded.

"Lin Nan." I said.

In the follow-up time, Xiaoya told me that she came to play during the 11th holiday and planned to go back on October 10th. Originally, she had an appointment with her fellow travellers.

She rented a car together. Once it was night, she would camp on the grass on the side of the road, but when she woke up, she found that she didn't have her wallet, and the car had already been driven away.

"Then you have no money, how do you go back?" I asked.

"I bought a ticket for the return trip on the 13th, and all my documents are there." Xiaoya continued.

"Have you remembered the license plate? The rental company has registered the car. If you find the person who rents the car, you can get back what belongs to you." I said hurriedly.

"I didn't remember the license plate, now I don't have my phone and cash." Xiaoya pouted.

Upon hearing this, I sighed slightly.

The original high-speed, when it reached a section, it started to be bumpy. This was the worst section of the Linla Highway, and my speed began to drop.

Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, it was afternoon. I looked around in amazement. Strangely, there were no personal figures or intersecting vehicles.

"Strange, did I go wrong?" I asked.

Upon hearing this, Xiaoya looked at my mobile phone navigation, and then she looked outside the window: "Or I will re-navigate for you to see if there are other alternative routes."

"This is the only way to Linzhi, right?" I asked.

"I'll check it." Xiaoya continued.

Soon, Xiaoya started to navigate, and after a while, she said, "Brother Chen, fifty kilometers ahead, there is a cross road. You can go to the right and you can reach Linzhi from there. The road is so bad and it is estimated to be in disrepair. ."

Upon hearing this, I looked at the gas tank: "Look if there is a gas station."

"One hundred kilometers after the intersection, there is an inn where you can refuel." Xiaoya said, she took off her camouflage uniform, and the plumpness on her chest seemed to emerge.

Glancing awkwardly, I hurriedly followed Xiaoya's words and drove towards the front.