Chapter 688: To Qinghai

Jin Bo was silent for a while, and then began to tell his own story to his friend. Shen Long listened quietly without saying a word. In fact, he already knew what story Jin Bo was going to tell himself, but from the mouth of the person involved, But it is another feeling.

When Jin Bo was in the army, he was an art soldier, playing the flute in the art troupe of the division headquarters. There were herdsmen near the division headquarters, and there was also a horse farm. Jin Bo liked to watch the spectacular sight of horses returning to herd at night at sunset.

At that time, the sun was sinking on the western horizon, and the setting sun on the grassland was red and big, dyeing the mountains, lakes, and fields in crimson red; Appeared; at first, it was just a thin black line, wriggling in the round red sun; this black line gradually became thicker.

Soon, there will be a surging tide of color rolling in front of your eyes. The herd of horses is getting closer and closer, and the crimson grassland is like a gust of wind; you feel the ground under your feet trembling with the hooves of the horses. Flames flew up, and the rope loops on the Wrangler's pole drew a round and round arc in the air, and birds flocked one after another on the lagoon.

At the same time, the horses in the military writing field rushed out of the shed with joyful shouts to welcome their parents back... All this was so magnificent that Jin Bo was fascinated by it. Every evening, he always stood by the barracks. Behind the ridge, watch this scene.

I don’t know that from that day on, a Tibetan girl would sing the classic "In That Faraway Place" in Tibetan at this time, um, it was the song that Shen Long used to soak in the Qinling Mountains; because of the singing, Jin Bo Falling in love with this girl whom he had never met, he came up with a way to communicate with her. Every time the girl finished singing in Tibetan, he immediately continued to sing in Chinese again, just like that, after she finished singing, Jin Bo sang, Every day.

Suddenly one day, the girl stopped singing after singing a verse, and Jin Bo suddenly thought, could she be waiting for me to sing the next verse? Jin Bo tried it like this, and a miracle happened! After he sang the second stanza, she immediately sang the third stanza. Jin Bo's heart was beating wildly, and tears filled his eyes in an instant. When she finished the third stanza, Jin Bo sang the fourth stanza... …

So like this, the two young men and women began to sing antiphonally. Time passed day by day, and the fire in Jin Bo's heart kept burning. One day he finally couldn't bear this torture, and ventured out of the barracks to meet the girl. , with a red face, black braids, a pair of eyes flashing like black grapes, showing a row of white teeth and smiling innocently at Jin Bo.

They didn't understand the language, so they could only communicate with gestures with their hands, but they both knew each other's thoughts. The girl threw herself into Jin Bo's arms, and Jin Bo hugged her. For a moment, the world didn't seem to exist.

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This is a beautiful story, satisfying all the romantic fantasies of teenagers about first love. Unfortunately, Jin Bo is a soldier. He was discovered by the political commissar and ordered to retire and return to Shuangshui Village.

Before leaving, the girl left a white enamel jar issued by the government to a companion here and asked her to pass it on to Jin Bo, and Jin Bo asked his companion to leave her his most beloved bamboo flute.

"...In this way, my love is over. Shaoping! Until now, I don't even know her name!" After saying that, Jin Bo stood up from the stone, almost crying aloud.

Shen Long patted him on the shoulder lightly, and said after a long time, "Have you ever thought about going back to find her? It's only been more than three years, maybe it's still too late; you haven't forgotten her now, maybe she also I haven't forgotten you..." Even if that Tibetan girl is married,

Jin Bo can also get out of this knot, so that he doesn't start a new relationship all the time.

"In the past, we had no money, so we couldn't travel so far. You should have made a lot of money in the past few months. It's no problem to go to Qinghai to find a circle. Make arrangements for the business, and let's go there together. !" Shen Long encouraged, "I don't want you to regret this for the rest of your life."

"Are you going there too?" Jin Bo actually had this idea a long time ago, and now he has the support of his best friend, and he is very grateful.

"Such a good story, if you don't mind, I want to write it into a novel; how can I be considered an article writer now, it is also necessary to go around and collect materials, this is not just to accompany you Ah!" Shen Long said intentionally.

"Okay, then I'll arrange things quickly, and let's go." Jin Bo laughed through his tears, and punched Shen Long on the shoulder. Shen Long's words made him make up his final decision.

"I thought about it, and it shouldn't be too difficult to find. It's only been more than three years now. Whether it's the military horse farm or the nearby herdsmen, they must have the impression of this matter; Qinghai's military horse farm said few Quite a lot, it’s not that many, there are few people over there, it’s better than going to the capital to find someone.” Shen Long comforted.

"I'll think about it when I go back, and see if I can recall some useful situations." Jin Bo nodded, and followed Shen Long back to the cave dwelling. go to sleep.

Jin Bo was in a hurry to go back early in the morning. He wished he could clean up the work at hand immediately, rush to Qinghai as soon as possible, and find the girl who made his dreams come true sooner.

Shen Long went to see Tian Xiaoxia, handed her the newly written manuscript, and told her the story of Jin Bo and the Tibetan girl by the way. Xiaoxia was also very moved when she heard the story, and she supported Shen Long to go with Jin Bo. Qinghai.

Then he went to look for Jia Bing again. Jin Bo was driven back after he didn't stay in the military camp for long, and he didn't have any relationship with him. Thinking of Jia Bing, he often holds meetings all over the country, and he might know some local writers.

Jia Bing really remembered that once at a meeting of the All-China Federation of Literary and Art Circles, he met a Tibetan writer from Qinghai. Long talked about his relationship with the writer, and asked Shen Long to bring him some red dates from northern Shaanxi.

Now, Shen Long didn't worry that he would not know the direction when he went to Qinghai.

A few days later, Jin Bo finished handling the business at hand, and Xiao Cui was also arranged by him to Yuanxi County to learn from the old employees of his stall, and then he took the white enamel jar that he had cherished for a long time, and boarded the board with Shen Long. They took the train to the provincial capital, and when they arrived at the provincial capital, they changed to a train to Qinghai.