Chapter 694

When Li Yundong had become a small black spot on the horizon, Meiduo panted and ran over. While running, she shouted, "Qiang bagra, Han's brother is gone?"

When she ran to qiangbagra, she stopped, looked sadly at Li Yundong's back, held a pair of just sewn cloth shoes in her hand, bit her lips tightly, said nothing, and her tears fell down.

Qiang bagra sighed: "hurry up and catch up on my horse. It's still time."

MeDo shook her head and choked: "if he wants me in his heart, he will look back. When he looks back, I will catch up and give him these shoes. He has a long journey. How can he go without shoes?"

But she looked at Li Yundong's back all the way, but saw that he never looked back until his figure finally disappeared on the horizon.

MeDo couldn't help it any more. She cried loudly on Qiang bagra's shoulder and said, "why doesn't he turn back and look at me more? Doesn't he have me in his heart?"

Qiangbagra fondled Meiduo's hair: "silly boy, he's afraid to look back and see more, and you'll really live in his heart!"

Meiduo felt a little better when she heard this. She wiped her tears and looked at Qiang bagra eagerly: "what you said is true?"

Qiang bagra smiled and sighed: "well, don't cry. It's natural to meet again in the future!"

Mei duo looked at Li Yundong's distant direction and couldn't help singing again.

"That day, I closed my eyes in the fragrant fog of the Sutra hall and suddenly heard that you sang the truth in the Sutra."

"In that month, I shook all the Sutra barrels, not for transcendence, but to touch your fingertips."

"That year, kowtow long head and crawl on the mountain road, not for the audience, but for your warmth."

"In that life, turn mountains, water and pagodas, not to cultivate the afterlife, but to meet you on the way."

Meiduo's singing is beautiful and pleasant. These Tibetan compatriots all know it, but Meiduo's singing at this time is from the bottom of her heart. Every sentence is out of true feelings. With her true feelings, her singing is particularly beautiful and moving. For a time, everyone was stunned.

It was very quiet between heaven and earth. Only the Tibetan girl's song echoed gently.

After Li Yundong left qiangbadola and meDo, he continued to move towards the Himalayas. After trotting for less than half an hour, he suddenly heard a car horn behind him.

He turned his head and saw two foreigners driving up from behind. They were holding cameras and shouting hello to themselves while shooting.

Li Yundong smiled and waved to them. Liu Xia, a Chinese female tour guide, smiled and said, "do you want to take a ride?"

Li Yundong shook his head and said, "No."