Meeting Each Other Is a Sign

"Principal, I would like to apply to be transferred out of Lhasa and back to Beijing." A surprised voice came from the other end of the phone instantly, "Back to Beijing? What about Dawa Gyatso? Don't you like him very much? Today is his return ceremony. After he returns to secular life, you will have a chance to be together." Is there a chance to be together... Cheng Yunxi was silent for a moment and did not answer in time, but looked into the distance. Among the red walls and white tiles at an altitude of more than 3,800 meters, incense is flourishing and the sound of chanting is melodious. In front of the solemn Buddha statue, Dawa Gyatso, dressed in a crimson monk's robe, knelt on the futon, clasped his hands, and his cold and godlike back couldn't help but attract everyone's attention. He handed over his ordination certificate, changed his clothes, and announced that he would use his lay name in public. Seeing that the ceremony of returning to secular life was over, Dawa Gyatso slowly walked up to a girl wearing bright Tibetan clothes and pigtails. He was tall and tall, and his cold aura made people awe for no reason. But when facing the girl in front of him, his cold voice was mixed with a hint of tenderness.