Heartbroken, I Went to Lijiang to Sing Love Songs, Because Lijiang Love Songs Make Me Happy

All hurt must come from love; all joy must come from love, as well.

All heartbroken people go to Lijiang to heal. I don't know if it's a coincidence or a habit.

Forgive me for using this sentimental title. Have you heard it?

Jasmine Thompson's "Almost Lover."

I listened to it on repeat for three days, without opening the curtains, without sunbathing, without light.

Then I drew the curtains and found the sunshine was so wonderful, blindingly bright.

The last time I came to Lijiang was last October. I was hurt, aimless and alone, so I bought a plane ticket and chose to escape.

Of course, that escape didn't work. The entanglements dragged on until now.

I remember the morning of this trip, the one I deeply love smiled and said to me, "Wang Chenyu, do you remember last time you went to Yunnan, we even put on a show at Hongqiao Airport?"

I smiled and said, "I remember. Not just Hongqiao, but Pudong too, right?"

He said, "We've put on a tragic drama all over Shanghai."

Maybe at that moment, I decided that this time, no matter what, we must say goodbye forever.

I'll always remember that morning half a year ago. He picked me up and we drove in silence. He complained that I was always so childish and impulsive.

Until while queuing to check in, he hugged me tightly from behind and said, "Wang Chenyu, if you've had enough, come back. I love you."

Always remember, when you can't go the distance with a lover, let your love stay at its most beautiful moment. Never linger on, unwilling to let go. Because lingering still can't change fate.

What I need is Yang Guo, but I fell in love with Zhang Wuji.

This is my fate, an indescribable fate.

Except for steeling my heart, gritting my teeth, and mustering all my strength to say goodbye, I have no other choice.

This is a healing trip, I suppose!

Shanghai—Lijiang

Flight at 4:25 p.m. Thanks to my friend who took me to the airport.

It was rushed, but still I got on the plane safely (and then my friend got a parking ticket at the airport).

I'm really a girl who leaves home without her brains — I've been away for so many days and I even forgot to bring my phone charger!

What a pity... my head is always running away from home.

Day 2:

The familiar big waterwheel. 10 a.m., after breakfast, ready for a leisurely day.

Last time I was here, I didn't make a wish. This time, I couldn't help but make one.

I must be making this wish all over the world... Sometimes, I really want to say, stubbornness isn't a good thing. But I can't change, can't change...

They asked me, "Miss Wang, why didn't Mr. Duan come along?" I immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Duan's Swiftness Ladder on Water hasn't been working well lately, he couldn't keep up."

Aha, Mr. Duan, where are you?

I think, I'm probably still chasing after my cousin... So saying, should I go back to Mantuo Manor and wait for Duan Yu to appear?

Bumped into my little Ding Dang, of course we had to take a photo together. Even if I can't ride a time machine, I still want to keep a time machine in my dreams.

Smile, let's all be happy together.

Reminded me of that saying on the internet: The three cliché things nowadays are quitting your job, opening a shop, and going to Tibet.

Haha, I'm just that cliché. I hate life in skyscrapers; I dream of opening my own little shop; I want to go to Tibet with my beloved. How many people have the courage to be this cliché?

Actually, isn't it true? When the dearest and most beloved are by your side, the place where we live together becomes home.

Since I was in Lijiang, of course I had to sit in a bar at night. Nobody says that coming to Lijiang is for romantic encounters, and nobody says that romantic encounters are bad. We always have too many preconceptions that kill beautiful things. Actually, Lijiang's little bars are perfect for listening to songs and reflecting on your feelings. Lijiang is also really suitable for 'encounters' — meeting kindred spirits, meeting friends to walk the streets with, meeting wonderful passersby who enrich your life.

And now, I'll happily end my day of... eating, drinking, and having fun. Looking back, I feel like I'm shooting an ad for a food channel... Star Fashion, why not hire me as a food channel host? Ahaha. Tonight I'm still staying at Guiyin Inn. Good night, everyone.

This is my second time at Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. I remember last time after taking the cable car, I even climbed to the highest point alone.

Last time was in October, much colder than now. Now, though still covered in white snow, it's actually not cold at all.

Last time I came to Yunnan, it was for the snow mountain, because back then I didn't have the courage to go to Nepal to see snow mountains alone, so I came to Yunnan. But later... I went to Nepal right after... So, life is truly amazing. You never know what will happen the next second. Good or bad, it's all unknown. No matter how impatient you are to find out, you can't turn the page; you can only slowly read on, word by word, line by line.

4506 is the highest point the cable car can reach. To go higher, you have to walk on your own, reaching 4680 meters. But every step feels like ten steps normally. It's really exhausting — high altitude! People who aren't in great health might need oxygen.

—It all started with a snowball fight... and my travel companions discovered... the fact that I'm a crazy girl...

They said, "At first sight, you're a goddess... After getting to know you, we realize you're just a nutcase!"

Passing by Qingxi Reservoir, let's take it in first.

In the afternoon, after a drive of over an hour, we arrived at an even more beautiful place, Wenhai.

Running around like a madwoman... that's my specialty.

Ahaha, the profile picture really does look like a nut, but I think it's quite nice... so I'm posting it.

Oh, and this time I finally got to see Impression Lijiang.

In the evening, let's stroll around Shuhe Ancient Town. It's also my second time in Shuhe. Compared to Dayan Ancient Town, Shuhe is quieter and simpler. At Shuhe, first a delicious meal. I had the tasty little claypot rice I ate last time — as delicious as ever. But the person I was with this time was different, a different mood. Yet the food made me forget that sadness!

After eating, take a walk, find a quiet bar to sit in. — This sign... so miserable.

Chatting with the owner, of course, was a must. The owner is from Gansu. He also traveled here, then opened this shop and stayed. When traveling, you constantly meet people with similar life values. So chatting during travel is part of the meaning of travel. Meet different people, experience different cultures, listen to different stories, and occasionally, you should also tell your own. The two paintings on the wall, I especially especially like. The owner said his friend who lived in Tibet painted them. Because he had been there, lived there, he could capture the expressions so profoundly.

Writing earnestly, though in the end, I didn't mail it out. Some love, some thoughts, some feelings should be kept and given to the most deserving person, not stubbornly clung to blindly, right? So love letters should be reserved for the soul mate who is still on the way.

Went to buy Dongba paper, strolled around a bit, and then headed to the airport to return to Shanghai.

Thanks again to my 'brother' who came to pick me up and take me home.

The five-hour flight really wasn't for nothing.

Wang Chenyu really isn't that cowardly.

Love really should be pure, beautiful, flawless.

I spent an entire day buying groceries and battled with my kitchen all day.

I admit I'm not an excellent girl; I can't cook, can't clean, can't handle oil, salt, sauce, vinegar.

But love really can change a person.

The first home-cooked dinner in my life, of course, was for the one I love most.

Waiting for him to get off work, come home, dish up the rice, sitting together to eat.

He said, "It's so good," and at that moment, I felt like crying.

After dinner together, we watched TV, played around, whispered secrets, sat in front of the computer and imagined the future...