It’s Colder Today

After the car is locked, it will take some time for the car lights to go out. Shi Yun used the car light to zip up the zipper. Stars were still hanging in the sky and the moon had not yet set.

Shi Yun breathed a sigh of relief: It's so cold.

Wei Zongying put the hood of his jersey on her: Is it still cold even after wearing a jacket? I can't help it, it's freezing at high places, so I have to wear more clothes when hiking. I felt very cold when I went out in the morning.

Then why don't you get one more thing? Shi Yun hugged his arm to keep him warm.

I just brought a coat, but who knew you didn't bring one. As he said that, Wei Zongying hugged her, There should be a breakfast shop in front. Just eat something hot.

They followed the large army towards the ticket office at the foot of the mountain. While Wei Zongying went to queue to buy tickets, Shi Yun went to the breakfast restaurant next to him and bought two breakfasts.

Wei Zongying bought a ticket and a flashlight.

The queue waiting to go up the mountain was a bit long. After drinking hot soy milk, I felt a little less cold. Shi Yun lined up behind him and hugged him: Do you feel better?

It's a lie to say he's not cold, and he's not anti-freeze either.

He sniffed, stretched his hand back, and patted her: Very good, you have become my little cotton-padded jacket now?

The road up the mountain was dark, and the merchants who opened early took the opportunity to sell the same type of flashlights that were ten yuan more expensive than those at the bottom of the mountain to tourists who didn't buy flashlights.

Even ordinary brewed milk tea has become a black heart price.

The cold was sucked into the mouth and nose, irritating the trachea. Wei Cong used his flashlight to shine on the mountain road under her feet.

The Milky Way disappears together with the deep blue of the sky. The planet rotates during the transition from dark blue to blue in the sky, and the golden skylight emerges little by little from the clouds and mists in the mountains.

Pink and orange mix together, and the sky suddenly appears.

The sea of ​​clouds was rolling under their feet, and they could faintly see the snow-capped mountains standing on the ground at the other end of the city through the clouds and mist. The blue, red, and yellow of the sky transition to the edge of the boundary line, and the blending is better than any color master's technique.

Everyone took out their mobile phones, and Shi Yun's heartbeat slowly stabilized. She reached out and hugged Wei Songying next to her. Instead of recording it with her camera, she wanted to watch it for a long time.

She didn't understand why she felt like tears filled her eyes: It's so beautiful.

An arm hugged her back, and a cool cheek pressed against her forehead. Wei Cong hummed in agreement: It looks good.

A similar sunrise that she had seen several years ago suddenly appeared in her mind. She was also held by someone like this. Thinking of this, she looked at the person next to her, it was Wei Songying.

He looked at the sun in the distance, and the golden early morning rays formed golden lines on his face. He hugged her hand and clapped it. He had been watching the sunrise, but he noticed Shi Yun's gaze and said, Don't look at me, look at the sun.

Shi Yun returned his gaze to the fiery red penis and sighed: It's so beautiful.

Yeah. He made a sound of agreement and just looked at her.

There was a noisy voice in my ears. It was a tour guide who was leading a tour group wearing a uniform little red riding hood and was wearing an amplified bee. The amplification effect was very good, and the people next to him could listen to the allusions of the mountain for free.

It is another story about the love between man and god that is made up with the title of love and then deified.

How could he turn his body into an entire mountain, and then die in love on the top of the mountain and turn into a stone? It didn't sound frightening at all. Wei Zongying was a little disdainful of such a story. If he was asked to make up one, he would definitely make up a better one.

Just turning his head and taking a glance, he found that Shi Yun was listening with great interest.

He broke the romance and whispered in Shi Yun's ear: Then the stone experienced wind and sun, and finally turned into broken stone...

Shi Yun heard the sound and looked up at him. The story sounded familiar.

The smile on Wei Zongying's lips disappeared: I became the king of the mountain, learned the seventy-two transformations, refused to work after joining the establishment, and finally became a travel blogger and escorted a liberal arts student to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures.

Doesn't this sound familiar?

Isn't this Journey to the West among the four great classics?

The long throb caused by the love story to Shi Yun was wiped out by him in an instant, but he still smiled proudly.

Shi Yun raised her hand and gave him a fist that was not very lethal at all: Wei Songying, you are so boring.

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They went to the top of the mountain to burn incense before going down the mountain, but Wei Zongying still did not participate, just like the time the two of them went to Xunchuan to burn incense a year ago.

After climbing to the top of the mountain and walking around, the summer sun has become dazzling in the shortest time.

Pine trees and green bamboo trays are planted behind the yellow temple walls.

The pagoda has eaves, and it has been a long time since the first morning bell rang.

There was a sea of ​​people outside the Main Hall. He stood in a corner out of the way, leaning against a vermilion pillar. He had a cigarette in his mouth, but he didn't light it. There was a no-smoking sign hanging on the wall behind, and the sign also read Violators will be fined NT$200.

His look of disbelief in gods and Buddhas was somewhat rebellious in adolescence.

This time it was not just the girls who glanced at him, but also the incense monk holding the tongs. The monk looked at him more enthusiastically than the girl. After all, it was 200 yuan, which could buy more than 200 bricks. Then he could repair the wall of the Zen room behind him.

Unfortunately he didn't succeed, he never lit the fire.