Chapter 13 12. Take me to the most beautiful place

The car back to the hotel from Patan was very quiet, everyone's faces were ugly, there was silence in the car, and the sister sitting obliquely in front of me looked at me from time to time, with complex expressions in her eyes. When we arrived at the hotel, Racine invited everyone to gather in the lobby. "It's like this. The itinerary you booked with our travel agency is now over. According to the normal plan, you can go to the Royal Forest Park in Chitwan, or go to Pokhara to see the snow-capped mountains, and Lumpini, where is The birthplace of Sakyamuni, if you want to hike, you can go to the ABC base camp loop. These places are relatively famous places. You can entrust our travel agency to book the next itinerary. I can also continue as a tour guide to lead Everyone visit, but..."

Speaking of this, Racine raised his head and looked at Wang Can: "When you travel, you must be happy. Happiness is more important than anything else. There are many travel agencies in Nepal, and you can choose more." After finishing this sentence, Racine put his hands together and bowed slightly: "That's it, I hope Nepal can leave good memories and happy memories for everyone." As soon as Racine finished his concluding remarks, Wang Can returned to the room with a sulky face. The others discussed it for a while. I wanted to ask Racine to be my tour guide, but the elder sister group took a step ahead. Racine said: "Young man, we misunderstood you just now, I'm sorry, you are very honest, we still follow you."

The final result was that the photography group left on their own, and the eldest sister group and Li Rexue set off to Pokhara with Racine the next day. No one cared where Wang Can went. If any Bodhisattva in Kathmandu opened his eyes, it would be best to take him in immediately. The magazine booked a hotel for me in Pokhara. I got up early the next day and just went to a travel agency to book a car. Our temporary tour group just broke up. Before Racine walked out of the hotel, I was looking at the travel information on the wall outside the door. Racine came over and smiled shyly when he saw me.

"Be careful all the way, Miss Cheng." I nod. Racine thought for a while, then took out a business card and handed it to me: "Miss Cheng, please save my phone number, if you need anything, please call me." I solemnly put away Racine's business card, and Racine smiled shyly, his tanned face was complemented by his radiant white teeth. Racine turned and left. I continued to look at the attraction introduction on the wall, but I couldn't concentrate. I turned my head and watched Racine walk quickly through the alley, walked to the intersection, stood there for a few seconds, and then opened my arms. Block traffic.

The small figure in the setting sun, a bit like an eagle, flashed for a moment, then was swept into the crowd and disappeared. I went back to the room and packed my luggage. I went out and took a taxi. I arrived in the Tamil area where tourists gather. As the travel book said, the Tamil area is actually not big, but I have to allow two hours in advance to get lost. The roads are scattered all over the place. There are shops on both sides of the road, and the shop owners stand at the door, and when they see tourists, they shout: Hey!Come in and see!Chinese?I love Chinese people the most! Shouts came and went, some of them not only shouted, but also stretched out their hands to touch them. The stereo played folk songs loudly, and the lingering Indian incense was floating on the road. It's like a motor is installed in the brain, and the horsepower is spinning powerfully. Now throw some corn beans in my head, and I can pop popcorn from my ears and eyes.

After finishing dinner in a restaurant and drinking two glasses of wine, I finally felt less irritable. After I checked out and went out, my mind relaxed, and the surrounding scenery became more pleasing to the eye. Thinking that tomorrow I will be able to travel alone with light clothes, I can’t help but feel good. I decided to Take a taxi to see the night view of Kadu. After standing on the side of the road for a while, a taxi drove up and stopped beside me. I leaned over and said to the man driving the car in English, "Take me around the city, how much is it?" The uncle put his hand to his ear and shook it, expressing that he did not understand English.

I waved my hand, indicating that it’s fine, but the driver didn’t leave, leaned out of the car window, and said something to me in Nepali, so I had to tell him in Chinese: “What did you say? I don’t understand.” Such a chicken and a duck talk about you coming and going, and the atmosphere of our chat is very lively. I was having a good chat with my uncle, when a motorcycle stopped, a middle-aged brother got off the car, looked at me beside the taxi, and asked in English: "Where are you going? I'll take you there. " The travel book said that in addition to taxis in Nepal, motorcycles are also available on call, and they are cheaper than taxis, so I said goodbye to my uncle, walked to my elder brother, and sat on the back seat of the motorcycle. The eldest brother is also a straightforward person, and he started to run after loading me, and left Tamil at an accelerated speed.

Against the whistling wind, my elder brother asked me, "Where do you want to go?" I shouted in the wind: "Take me to see the most beautiful place in your city!" The eldest brother freed his left hand and made an OK gesture in mid-air. My elder brother kept accelerating. I took advantage of my drunkenness to look at the scenery on the side of the road, trying to let myself have some love for the surrounding scenery. The car went faster and faster, passed the old palace, passed the King's Avenue, passed a temple, passed a Field... Huh?Where is Big Brother taking me?

When I realized it, I was sure that I was far away from the urban area, there were no decent houses around, the road was getting more and more bumpy, and I was about to leave the city, but my eldest brother was still speeding up silently. "Where are you taking me?" I yelled behind my elder brother. The eldest brother was at high speed, and once again freed his left hand, stretched out and patted my thigh: "I'll take you to a good place, don't worry, a good place!" On a desolate dirt road with no street lights, the driver's brother's words "good place" made me feel chills on my back, sober from the wine, my heart beat faster, and my palms were sweating layer by layer.

"I'm not going! Take me back!" I yelled in the driver's ear. The driver shook his head: "No, no, no, we'll be there soon, right away!" I tried my best to calm myself down and started to formulate an emergency plan. In fact, there was only one plan: jumping off the car. But if I jump out of the car, even if my legs are not broken, I still have to accept the possibility that in this desolate land, while I am running wildly, my elder brother is driving a motorcycle leisurely, following me steadfastly , Maybe he will say: "The running posture is not right, sister."

When my head was overwhelmed, my eldest brother made a sharp turn and the car stopped. I jumped out of the car in a daze, and my elder brother smiled and said, "Here we are." Looking around, there is nothing: no houses, no people, not even wild dogs, but optimistically, there is a street lamp that is half-lit. "That..." I put my hand into the bag and fumbled around, but there was nothing worth taking out for self-defense except for a mobile phone, a instant camera, half a bottle of water and a wallet, "You take me I came here to…” The eldest brother stretched out his hand and poked a tower in the direction of his finger. The gray tower body looked like a chimney at first glance. "This is the most beautiful place in this city, I'll show you." The eldest brother looked at the tower and said seriously. I didn't realize it all at once, and could only stare blankly at the water tower that had no sense of existence in my eyes. "This tower, called the Dalala Tower, is even more beautiful if you look at it in the daytime. You can climb up and see far away. You can also play below without climbing up. When I was young, I played below. , play every day..." The eldest brother took out his trouser pocket while talking, took out a bulging wallet, opened it, and took out a small plastic-enclosed photo. "Look, this is me, this is dalala, when I was young, it was beautiful here, and it is beautiful now, dalala, the most beautiful dalala..." I looked at the black-and-white photo that my elder brother handed me, but I couldn’t tell who was him at all, and I couldn’t see any changes in the tower and the landscape around the tower. It was just a group of children standing in the open space in front of the tower, carelessly. Laughing breathlessly. After the eldest brother finished expressing his feelings, he turned to look at me: "Is it beautiful? Isn't it beautiful?" I nodded desperately: "Beautiful." "Then why don't you take pictures?" I quickly took out my phone and took a few pictures of the broken tower. My elder brother nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, let's..." I ran to the car and waited for my elder brother to drive me back. But what the elder brother said next was: "...shall we go to karaoke?" My knees softened, and I almost knelt in front of my elder brother, facing his sincere eyes, I tried to calm down a bit, and then stammered: "Brother, I am willing to give you double the fare, you now, immediately , take me back, okay?" The eldest brother's eyes became more sincere, and he gestured OK again: "No problem." I got in the car, and before my elder brother was about to leave, I took another look at the "most beautiful" dalala tower. I was ashamed like it. I probably didn't expect it to have such a great place in a man's heart. I patted my eldest brother on the shoulder, motioned him to get off the car, and then took out the Rapid Pad from the bag. "Let me take a picture of you, with Ta." The elder brother was so touched that his face was tender and tender. In fact, after the photo was taken, because the surroundings were too dark, only the elder brother’s grinning face was captured under the scorched street lights, and the tower behind him was almost invisible. But the eldest brother held the photo carefully and put it together with the photo from his childhood. "thanks." "You're welcome." The eldest brother put the photo away, leaned against the side of the car, looked at me moved, narrowed his eyes, and said, "How is it?" "How about what?" "Why don't you go to karaoke with me? I invite you." I put the camera back in the bag, returned to the defensive state, and informed him word by word: "Send me back."