Stories about encounters with strangers on the road. I met a beautiful woman while traveling alone.

After I quit my job, I decided to set aside a few days to relax and see the colorful scenery outside. However, during the trip, I had an unforgettable story with a stranger. It was said to be an encounter. It's better to say it was words. At that time, I didn't expect to meet such a person or such a thing. In the end, after one night with her, we parted ways and never contacted her again.

That was in the fall of 2012. At that time, I stayed at the Hailar Hotel in Hohhot. This is a hotel run by local people. It is better to call it a hotel than a hotel, and the supporting facilities are a bit backward. But what's the point, I'm leaving tomorrow anyway. It has been half a month since I quit my original job. I have been playing outside for nearly a week. I have almost adjusted my mentality. It is time to go back. Besides, my new job in Weihai will start the day after tomorrow.

So before leaving, we went to the grassland again. In the grassland in September, the sky was high and the air was crisp. I walked on the grassland alone with my bag on my back for two hours, and finally rode a horse around.

Go back to the hotel to take a shower in the afternoon, then change clothes and go to street photography. As soon as I walked out of the hotel and turned a corner, I saw a woman. She was wearing a white lace knitted hat and a pair of large gray reflective glasses on her round face. She was dressed in a conservative and sporty style. The way she walked and looked at the map told me that she was a new traveler and she was looking for something.

I was just thinking about whether I should help her, but unexpectedly she came over on her own initiative, took off her glasses, and said politely: "Excuse me, how to get to Hailar Hotel?" The map showed it was on this street, but I searched around for a while but couldn't find it. ?The voice is quite sweet.

I pointed the direction to her and said that she could see it by turning left and walking 50 meters to the right. After she thanked me, she turned around and left. Only then did I realize that there was a big braid on her back that reached her waist, and it was very black. There are very few women nowadays who retain traditional hairstyles like this, so it was this braid that made me remember her.