All the way to find death was stopped by the students

On the eighth day, at 55:[-] p.m., everyone successfully climbed to the summit.

Since entering the Tibetan area, the number of hotels has decreased, and it is rare to book one. It was converted from four yurts, but fortunately, the environment inside is good and full of ethnic characteristics. The owner even changed a very old-fashioned name, called "" Inn".

Everyone parked the car and sat slumped on the spot, not wanting to move at all. The boss smiled and asked his daughter to help carry the luggage.

The boss's daughter is a junior in college this year, and she came back from vacation to help the family take care of the business. She is a tall girl, wearing fiery red ethnic costumes, her face is not plateau red, but her face is powdery, and she has two big dimples when she smiles.

"Hello, my name is Jiayang! I can speak Mandarin, and you can tell me what you want, and I will pass it on to Dad." Jiayang smiled warmly, and as she said, she was about to come to help everyone. luggage.

A group of big brothers in the cycling team saw them, and hurriedly got up from the ground, one of them walked in with two bags on his back, and said with a friendly smile, "How can such a heavy thing be carried by a beautiful woman!"

Jiayang smiled again, turned around and was about to leave, but saw Nanfang sitting aside with a bad face, covering his mouth and retching.

"What's the matter with you! Are you okay?" Jiayang hurried over, and before she could touch Nanfangzhi, a tall and thin figure suddenly flashed over, stood in front of her, hugged Nanfangzhi, and turned to face her. She said, "I'm sorry, he's not feeling well, can I trouble you to pour some warm water?"

Jiayang looked at Nanfangzhi several times worriedly, and left with little reassurance.

Bo Qingyuan saw that the other party had been looking at Nan Zhi, so he couldn't help but sideways to block it, and urged, "Can I trouble you to pour me a bowl of warm water now?"

"Ah? Oh, okay." Jiayang agreed hesitantly, then glanced at the two of them again, and then ran away.

Bo Qingyuan gave a rare "tsk" anxiously, and walked into the yurt with big strides in his arms, while Fang Manman, who had been standing silently behind them, was full of worry and doubt in his eyes. Dumbfounded, he asked, "Do you think Slimy and Peas..."

She wanted to say if it was a bit strange, but she couldn't say the word "strange". The two are obviously good friends, so how could she think that way...

Ma Dai rubbed his head, didn't quite understand what Fang Manman meant, and just said, "Piandou is good to Mudou! Just as good as I am to you! Manman don't worry, Pea will take good care of him."

Ma Dai wanted to comfort Fang Manman, but Fang Manman turned pale after hearing his words, so he had no choice but to close his mouth and look at him cautiously.

Fang Manman looked at the horse in a daze, and murmured, "Just like you treat me? What kind of... are you treating me?"

Ma Dai didn't even think about it, and immediately said, "Of course I like you! I just treat you well!"

"Snapped."

Fang Manman dropped the camera in his hand.

In the yurt, Nanfangzhi leaned against Bo Qingyuan, vomited out his stomach acid, and pounded his head on the other's shoulder. Bo Qingyuan gently embraced him and rubbed his temples.

Not long after, Jiayang came in with a bowl of warm water, saw Nanfang's painful face, sat down beside him, and asked softly, "Is he suffering from altitude sickness?"

Bo Qingyuan took the warm water, nodded, then lifted the other party's chin, handed the bowl to his mouth, and let him sip a little.

"Do you need medicine? I have it at home." Just as Jiayang finished speaking, Bo Qingyuan fed a capsule into Nanfangzhi's mouth.

Bo Qingyuan wiped the sweat off Nanfangzhi's face, returned the bowl to Jiayang and said, "Thank you, we have medicine, but unfortunately it doesn't work much."

Jiayang nodded in disappointment, then took a bowl and sat down on the side, just looking at the two of them.

Bo Qingyuan touched the cold sweat on Nanfang's back, and wanted to help him change his clothes, so he said to Jiayang, "Can I trouble you to go out first?"

After hearing the words, Jiayang thought for a while, then refused, "No, I'll keep him and take care of him for you."

Bo Qingyuan frowned deeply, and the negative emotions accumulated in his heart suddenly erupted, and he couldn't help saying loudly, "What can you help here?! How can you take good care of him as a girl! I told you that I will take good care of him! What are you worried about? Are you annoying? So many people outside are uncomfortable, you keep watching what he does, you..."

Bo Qingyuan wanted to say more, but was stopped by Nanfangzhi, who got up and looked at Jiayang who was red-eyed in front of him, and said in a slightly unsteady voice, "Bo Qingyuan, your gentleness and politeness have been eaten by dogs? Yelling at a girl? You're sick! She's just worried about us, you're taking it too far!"

After the two finished yelling, all the riders outside heard it, and ran in one after another. Looking at the three people sitting opposite each other, they asked with a confused look, "What's wrong?"

Bo Qingyuan took a deep breath, stood up, walked out, and whispered with a smile, "I'm sick, you'd better stay away from me."

"Uncle..." Nanfang Zhigang wanted to say that he had just said enough, but he had already left.

Brother Hei said "Hey" when he saw him, "Young man, why did you piss off Bo Qingyuan? He is today's birthday boy! I just asked the boss to find a way to make a cake, don't tell me that today It's not a birthday!"

Hearing the words, Nanfang Zhi recalled the expression on Bo Qingyuan's face when he left just now, and felt sour in his heart, filled with guilt.

Seeing this, Li Chai and Fang Manman worked together to invite the riders out. Li Chai lit a cigarette for a rare occasion, looked at Nanfangzhi and comforted him, "Don't worry, my friends are fighting, just turn around and make up. Go and help you find him back, this birthday will be celebrated."

Fang Manman stayed behind, looking at Jiayang who was still staying beside Nanfang, feeling a little uncomfortable, thinking that her own peas would be better, so she asked with a half-smile, "Little sister, why have you been following my family in such a muddle?" Huh? The stranger you just met, don’t tell me you fell in love with me, right?”

Jiayang immediately blushed when she heard the words, and stammered, "No, it's not! I'm already engaged! I'm because, because..."

Jiayang couldn't speak for a long time, and finally stomped his feet and said, "Anyway, I'm sorry for causing you to quarrel. It's all my fault, but he is really good to you!"

Fang Manman listened, and gave Jia Yang a strange look, and Jia Yang ran out with his head down.

Nanfangzhi lowered his head, and said to the other party wearily, "Sister Fang, you go out first, I will rest for a while."

Fang Manman patted Nanfangzhi on the head and walked out.

Nanfangzhi slipped and fell on the bed, and raised his hand to cover his eyes. At that time, Bo Qingyuan was angry. He was not angry. He just thought the other party's words were too strange. It was also strange, and it made him a little unbearable, because he was about to become just as strange.