- The melted glacier water, chasing me relentlessly. A desperate situation, but I was lucky to survive.
去好朋友家做客｜Visiting good friend’s home
- My good friend’s home was a mess. My good friend didn’t wear clothes at home. I and my good friend, downstairs in his community, confided in each other and talked until late at night. My good friend’s girlfriend didn’t like me very much. I was driven out of her home by her words, both openly and secretly.
- I went upstairs to get my luggage, and told my friend and his girlfriend that their life was the most important thing every day. And I always welcome them to come to my home when they have time.
- I couldn’t get a taxi, I couldn’t find a hotel. I was ready to sleep on the street outside the internet cafe.
- Although sleeping on the street in Internet cafes has been done many times. But every time I do it, it is a brand new attempt. Last time, on the way to Xihe Gansu and Baique Temple, an Internet cafe on the second floor of a small street in Hanzhong, showed the way by the aunt of pancakes in the early morning.