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Danba County is in a high-mountain region. The Dadu River flows through the entire territory from north to south, with undulating mountains cutting through the peaks, creating a very three-dimensional landscape when viewed from high to low.
The mountains of the plateau can always sense the changes of the seasons in advance. In early autumn, the scenery is particularly charming.
Chu Ning liked the rugged peculiarity here; unlike the vast plains, this felt more like life itself.
Ups and downs, smooth and wrinkled.
The wind was strong on the mountain. Ying Jing said, “Let’s go down.”
Chu Ning got excited and waved to him. “Come here.”
The two drew close, Ying Jing wrapped his arm around her waist, and they both looked at the phone camera.
“Click.”
At the same instant, Chu Ning turned her head and kissed his cheek.
Ying Jing smiled, his white teeth flashing. At this moment, the beauty was captured.
“Are you going to post it on your Moments?” he asked.
Chu Ning was honest: “No.”
“Oh.” Ying Jing couldn’t hide his disappointment.
“I have a lot of clients on WeChat, casual acquaintances, not very close. I don’t want them to judge.”
“Then send it to me, I’ll post it on mine.”
Chu Ning didn’t agree. “It’s my photo, why should I give it to you?”
Ying Jing: “Wow! Why are you so bossy?”
“I am a bossy female CEO.” She stated matter-of-factly.
Ying Jing stared at her, holding his breath, unable to refute.
Chu Ning laughed, wrapped her arms around his neck, tilted her head, and even started to flirt: “Tell me, do you love my money or do you love me?”
Ying Jing lowered his head, pressing his forehead against hers. “I don’t know, I just... really want to spend my life with you.”
Chu Ning stood on tiptoe, sealing his lips.
She used to think that “lifetime” was a long and meaningless word. But at this moment, this person made Chu Ning discover another meaning of “lifetime”: it was actually worth looking forward to.
In the afternoon, neither of them wanted to go far. For a trip, savoring the most essential places was enough. Seeing the big picture from the small details was the truth. Ying Jing took her around the Tibetan village. The development here was quite complete, with just the right amount of food and shops.
Chu Ning tried butter tea and also ate sticky rice cake. Later, she saw a photo spot where people dressed in Tibetan clothes for souvenirs. She was quite interested and eagerly pulled Ying Jing’s hand.
Ying Jing found the clothes coarse and unfitting for his image as a refined boy, absolutely refusing to wear them.
So, Chu Ning dressed up alone, choosing the most extravagant one: a large lapel, cinched waist, covered with a dark blue robe on the outside, and matching tube boots on her feet. Finally, she put on a wig for decoration, with two long braids hanging down to her waist. She even had a sudden impulse to dot a red cinnabar mark between her eyebrows.
Ying Jing was stunned.
This Chu Ning, shedding her usual cold and indifferent demeanor, smiled like a blooming flower, like a young girl just discovering charm.
Chu Ning walked up to him, flicking her long sleeves, and said seductively, “Scholar, where are you off to?”
Ying Jing’s gaze was fixed. “To your heart.”
Chu Ning feigned collapse, rubbing her arm. “You’ll kill me with that cheesiness.”
Ying Jing laughed. “You stand there and don’t move, I’ll take your picture.”
Chu Ning was also generous, striking several poses, constantly muttering, “Did you retouch the photos?”
Ying Jing was quite awkward: “Retouching might not be enough, it’s best to change the head.”
Then Chu Ning chased him all over the mountain.
The two of them were lively, making the surrounding tourists laugh.
Ying Jing covered his head and said, “This is my wife, she’s committing domestic violence against me!”
Chu Ning was annoyed and laughed. “Nonsense.”
“What’s nonsense? Is it that you’re not committing domestic violence, or that you’re not my wife?”
Chu Ning didn’t even think, a knee-jerk reaction: “Who’s committing domestic violence against you!”
Ying Jing hit his mark. “Ha! You admit you’re my wife now!”
Chu Ning was stunned, realizing it belatedly, her cheeks flushing. “You’re acting shamelessly.”
Just that one quick remark could make him happy for a long time, as if he could be the groom tomorrow.
They stopped arguing, holding hands, and resumed their affectionate exchanges.
Ying Jing: “Ning’er, after we go back, I want to take you back to the compound.”
Chu Ning didn’t have time to think carefully. “Back again? I’ve already been there twice.”
“I want you to meet my parents, I want to tell them everything.”
“...”
Chu Ning swallowed. “This, this fast?”
“Absolutely.” Ying Jing looked at her like a monster. “You don’t want to?”
“No, not that.”
“You don’t want to go public with me?”
“No...”
“You don’t want to marry me?”
“...?!”
Ying Jing was impatient and extremely excited: “Why won’t you let me make a C-position debut?!”
Chu Ning couldn’t help but burst out laughing. She held his head and rubbed it wildly. “Why are you so funny!”
Ying Jing was particularly sensitive about this, and retorted grumpily, “Funny? If I’m so funny, why don’t you come play with me? If you’ve got the guts, come play with me!”
Throughout the day, this implied meaning had been brought up several times.
Chu Ning also felt a wicked urge. “What are you thinking about all day? Huh?”
“What else could I be thinking about? Thinking about you, thinking about you, thinking about you!”
“Pfft.”
Their bickering lasted no more than five seconds. Chu Ning laughed. “You’re a parrot.”
Ying Jing wrapped an arm around her shoulder. “Sincere emotions are scorned, is there any justice?”
Chu Ning was obedient this time, cuddling into his arms, patting his chest. “You hothead, don’t bring that up again. Your motives are too obvious, I don’t even dare to trust you anymore.”
Ying Jing immediately shut up.
He could tell she was teasing, but he cared, fearing she would take it seriously, so he sullenly suppressed the thought.
Chu Ning hooked his hand and suddenly said, “Hey, I want to go horseback riding.”
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The two made their way to the horse farm outside the village. This month wasn’t peak tourist season, so there weren’t many visitors. Chu Ning asked about the price, thirty yuan for half an hour. The owner was quite generous, speaking in broken Mandarin, “It’s just a gesture, I won’t limit your time.”
Chu Ning chose a black pony; she had no experience and just picked the one that looked pleasing.
Before getting on the horse, the owner explained the things to note. Chu Ning listened carefully, glancing at Ying Jing next to her, who was nonchalant, pulling a blade of grass to chew on, leisurely looking at the blue sky.
“You listen too, I won’t remember everything by myself later.” Chu Ning was attentive.
Ying Jing let out a faint scoff, listened, but still half-heartedly, not paying close attention at all.
Five minutes later, they mounted the horses.
Ying Jing said something to the owner behind him, then came over alone.
Chu Ning looked at the owner in the distance and frowned. “Hey! Why did he leave?”
Ying Jing: “You get on the horse, I’ll teach you.”
Chu Ning narrowed her eyes and asked, “You know how to ride?”
Ying Jing nodded. “Yes.”
Chu Ning’s eyes were suspicious, clearly not believing him.
“Ever since I was little, my dad took me to the cavalry camp. I could ride a horse by myself when I was seven.”
With that, Ying Jing pushed off with one foot, simultaneously swinging his right leg over, and in a blink of an eye, he was on the horse. He straightened his arm and offered his palm to Chu Ning: “Come up.”
Chu Ning hesitated. “I haven’t learned.”
Ying Jing had already grabbed her hand. “I’m here, I’ll protect you.”
With a strong pull, Chu Ning also leveraged herself onto the horse’s back. She was in front, he was behind, her back against the young man’s warm chest, separated by a hair’s breadth, his heartbeat so clear.
Ying Jing squeezed his legs, and the horse galloped. Chu Ning was nervous at first, but after adjusting, excitement took over.
The world was vast, the wind howled.
With mountains and seas in her heart, she felt tranquil and boundless.
The sky had already darkened. She could see the faint sunset resting on the clouds beyond the mountains.
Chu Ning was deeply moved, her mood joyful, and she asked with a smile, “Bumping up and down, doesn’t it feel like riding a boat?”
The wind blowing in carried the woman’s fragrance directly to his nose. Ying Jing’s heart trembled, his hands shook, and then he naturally wrapped his arms around Chu Ning’s waist.
His voice was clear, flawless, and serious: “Whether it’s like riding a boat, I don’t know. I just want to know when you’ll let me be a man?”
Perhaps the wind was too strong, obscuring her answer, or perhaps Chu Ning said nothing at all.
Ying Jing held her, and at this moment, he felt it didn’t matter anymore.
The two rode their horses further and further, seemingly off course. Shrubs grew denser, and the scenery became gentler due to the sparse human presence.
Chu Ning was still a little scared. “Let’s stop, we won’t be able to get back later.”
Ying Jing reassured her, “It’s okay, this horse knows the way, it’s familiar with the path.”
Chu Ning then felt relieved.
Ah, she didn’t know when, but she had also learned to trust and believe.
Finally, the two disappeared into the bushes, and when they emerged, it was an open, shallow grassy plain.
Mountains surrounded them, the sky was still a lingering embrace, and the stars and moon were already side by side with the sunset glow.
Ying Jing and Chu Ning dismounted, standing by the cliff’s edge, facing the beauty of the mountains and rivers, sharing the sight of the sun, moon, and stars.
Suddenly, their fingers intertwined, and Chu Ning hooked his hand, intending to walk behind a tree.
Ying Jing understood, and as he turned, the two walked in silence.
A century-old tree, with lush branches and leaves, stood tall like a canopy, blocking the sunset.
The two disappeared within it, no longer a trace of movement visible.
Chu Ning looked at him, and the next second, a deluge of kisses rained down.
The two naturally embraced each other, no longer holding back as before, and not intending to stop at a mere taste. Their hearts were electrified, knowing what was to come.
Only when she was out of breath did Ying Jing separate them, quickly taking off his jacket and spreading it on the ground.
As he squatted, Chu Ning knelt on the ground, pouncing on him like a hungry little beast.
From the moment she decided to come to Sichuan-Tibet to find him without hesitation, there was no turning back.
A destined nemesis.
Someone meant for her to give her true heart to.
Ying Jing pressed her beneath him, his eyes seeming to drip blood.
Love and desire, they were always inseparable.
Chu Ning finally laid herself bare before him, completely and utterly.
Her initiative, her passion, her rawness, and her unwavering determination intoxicated Ying Jing.
In the sky, a line of birds soared in formation, leaving behind a mournful cry.
When Chu Ning hooked his waist with her two legs and sank down, Ying Jing could no longer hold back and let out a low whimper.
His eyes were red, and he kissed Chu Ning’s eyebrows and eyes, promising, “Ning’er, I will be good to you.”
They looked at each other, Chu Ning speechless, her smooth arms wrapped around his neck, responding with a kiss.
When that great door finally opened, Chu Ning let out a soft moan.
She bit his shoulder, tears in her eyes: “...It hurts.”
Ying Jing’s chest heaved violently, a large bead of sweat dripped from his forehead. He said hoarsely, “But I can’t hold back anymore.”
Then don’t hold back!
Chu Ning closed her eyes, enjoying the reciprocation of love, feeling her lover’s heartbeat.
The mountains were still, the wind had ceased.
A pair of people, a lifetime of love, bathed in the autumn light.
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