In the morning, everyone checked in at the Potala Palace, and in the afternoon, the group went to Dazhaosi.
Dazhaosi is a magical place, known as the distant land for millions. Every year, large numbers of pilgrims co here on foot for pilgrimage.
When the four arrived, it was just ti for scripture chanting, and they heard the chanting sounds emanating loudly.
At the entrance, many Tibetans held scripture reels, chanting the mantra with devout and determined expressions.
Sheng Ning’an and the group entered Dazhaosi, witnessing many scenes of worshipping and prostrating. Each thought bore a sense of devotion, each step represented a practice, solemn and holy.
From these people, Sheng Ning’an saw the power of faith.
She turned and said to Xu Weiran beside her, "I’ve heard that this place is the closest to the gods, and if you make a wish here, the gods can hear it. Do you have any wishes you’d like the gods to fulfill?"
Xu Weiran looked down at her, full of tenderness: "I don’t believe in gods, I only believe in you. You are my only faith, and I am your most devoted follower. My wish can only be fulfilled by you."
His words of love ca unexpectedly.
Sheng Ning’an admitted she was touched. At that mont, the chanting seed to transcend ti and space.
She heard the sound of her heart beating.
Sheng Ning’an reached out to cover his lips and said, "Don’t talk nonsense." Although she wasn’t a devout follower, she still felt she should be respectful, having co here.
Xu Weiran pulled her hand down, holding it in his palm and said, "I understand." Though he didn’t believe in gods, he was still willing to hold her hand and wish for blessings from the gods that their love spans lifetis.
Sheng Ning’an looked up at him and asked, "So, do you have any wishes? Tell , and I’ll see if I can help make them co true." He had just said that only she could fulfill his wish.
Xu Weiran gripped her hand, interlocking fingers, and said, "My wish is to be with you for a lifeti, through lifetis, never separating."
Sunlight stread onto the golden roof of Dazhaosi, with the uninterrupted chanting carrying the most devout wishes of the pilgrims, reaching every corner of Dazhaosi.
"I promise you." Sheng Ning’an stood on tiptoe and pressed a devout kiss to the corner of his lips.
From that mont on, this beca her wish too.
She prayed to the gods to bless their love.
This life, these years, through lifetis, staying together forever, unwavering heart.
After leaving Dazhaosi, the four went to bustling Bakuo Street. Here, with its many temples, serves as important sites for the pilgrims’ prayers, embodying faith while rchants gathered.
Here, people can profoundly feel Tibetan culture and the unique charm of the Holy City. It’s like a condensed painting, where people’s imaginations about the city co to life.
There were many Tibetan specialty items, and Sheng Ning’an kept buying, planning to collect them or give them to family back ho.
Xu Weiran was responsible for carrying her bags and paying, gently looking at her regardless of what she wanted to buy, always responding with a yes.
Watching them, Tian Yu and Xue Xian were almost envious enough to make their teeth ache.
The four wandered around until evening before returning to the hotel to rest.
Waking up in the morning and going to the restaurant to eat, they saw Tian Yu and Xue Xian chatting about sothing.
Even from afar, they could sense their excitent.
"What are you talking about? So happy?" Sheng Ning’an asked as she walked over.
Tian Yu got even more excited upon seeing her, pulling her eagerly to share with her.
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