After bidding farewell to the small restaurant, Shi Wangyue and Ning Youguang drove to a high and open area in the mountains, from which they could overlook the valleys to the east. The scenery was magnificent.
They parked the car, got out, and climbed a hill, absorbing the essence of the mountains.
Shi Wangyue picked a small purple flower at her feet and handed it to Ning Youguang, "How do you find the scenery here?"
"Very beautiful."
After smelling the light fragrance of the wildflower, Ning Youguang held it in her hand and continued to gaze intently at the distant peaks.
Shi Wangyue noticed that ever since coming to Qinghai, she often looked at the distant mountains in such a serious and silent way.
"Why do you always stare at the peaks?"
"The peaks are very special places. As long as one sits on them, the universe will infuse them with immense energy."
"Is that why many people like to climb mountains when they feel tired in the city and prefer high and open places?"
