Jiang Yingyue ran away from marriage.
She exiled herself to the small town of Bora, which had no name on the map, and met a man guarding the mountain.
He spoke very little, always wore a navy blue coat that had been washed white, and handed him a cup of hot butter tea in the morning mist.
There is an abandoned church in the area with broken murals.
Legend has it that anyone who looks at each other here for three minutes will have their souls entangled forever.
They tried. For one hundred and eighty seconds, no one hid.
The day she left, he carved a wooden yak and hung it on her wrist:
"The mountain will remember you."
The next spring, she appeared before him with all her belongings.
Throwing the box away, I reached out to hug him.
"I'm not leaving. I've moved my family here."
Reading Guide
Illustrator who escapes the city × Shoushan, the silent Tibetan man
The mountains and fields heal, running in both directions, HE.
Purpose: Heal and grow
