Fifteen minutes later, the car arrived in Wucheng. They had lunch outside, strolled around the streets for a while, and then went to the Hualin Hotel, which they had booked in advance, in the evening.
The four checked in, each with their own room. Wu Yue and Yan Chiyu shared a room on the 9th floor. Bao Xinbao and Uncle Min were on the 6th floor, each with their own room, their room numbers next to each other.
Several people swiped their cards to enter the elevator and go upstairs. There were other guests in the elevator as well.
The two were chatting side by side.
The girl's gossipy tone revealed a hint of lingering fear: "Luckily we chose the Hualin Hotel. If it had been the one my friend stayed at last time, she would have been terrified."
"What's wrong?"
"My friend was on a business trip that day. After taking a shower, he lay in bed and watched TV for a while. He was so tired that he fell asleep. The TV and the lights were still on. He woke up a few times during the night and vaguely saw a figure next to him, but he was too tired to pay attention and just turned over and went back to sleep."
"My God, that was terrifying."
"What's even scarier is what happened next. When he woke up the next day, he found that the TV and lights were off. He clearly remembered that he hadn't turned them off, but then he thought that it might be because the hotel's automatic power-saving mode was on..."
"Where is that figure?" his friend asked, puzzled.
“You know what? When he sat up, he noticed that there were obvious signs that someone else had slept in the spot next to the bed. Although it was cool, he was certain that someone had slept there because of the dent. It looked like the spot where he and his wife would wake up after sleeping together.”
"Holy crap, that's terrifying, is it for real...?"
"--bite!"
The elevator stopped on the sixth floor, the doors opened, and they were the first to drag their suitcases out. Bao Xinbao followed behind, her arm around Uncle Min, her steps landing on the carpet in the corridor. Bao Xinbao suddenly turned around and winked at Yan Chiyu and the others: "Get a good rest tonight, we'll go play again tomorrow."
[At this moment, a tough woman silently covered her face with her "Goodbye to my younger self" image.]
[The imagery is so vivid, it scared me, waaaaah!]
Everyone, come and see the Witch God!
[Fairness, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, and friendliness; protect yourself, protect yourself]
The elevator arrived at the 9th floor.
Yan Chiyu casually grabbed Wu Yue's suitcase handle and walked out.
The elevator doors behind them slowly closed. The two walked a few steps and were almost at the door of Wu Yue's room.
The girl suddenly stopped, reached out, and gently tugged at the boy's sleeve. "Yan Chiyu, can I use the sofa in your room?"
"Rubbing?"
Yan Chiyu suddenly bent down.
His tone was soft and slightly deep, with a hint of mutedness, languid and alluring.
I'm gone again.
[I suspect that the woman just now was an actress hired by Brother Yan (no)]
Ahhhhh, I love this height difference!
Today is Qixi Festival (Chinese Valentine's Day), and single people feel offended.
[The head-pressing squad is on the move]
Their faces magnified in each other's eyes, drawing ever closer. Under the warm yellow light, those eyes, as black as ink and as bright as stars, reflected a lazy luster. Their lashes drooped slightly as they gazed intently and seriously at the girl.
They were very close, so close that Wu Yue could almost count how many eyelashes he had, but upon closer inspection, they were so thick that it was impossible to count them individually.
[This close-up shot killed me!!]
[Yan Mei's eyelashes are so long and thick! I'm so envious of those with sparse eyelashes...]
The girl made no attempt to hide her unease. She looked back and unknowingly fell into the boy's deep, starry eyes.
She swallowed hard, then tried to negotiate, "How about the floor too?"
The boy slowly straightened up, his gaze falling on the girl's hand that she hadn't yet let go of.
With a slight upturn of his eyes and a lazy smile, he said unhurriedly, "It's not like I won't even give you a bed. Let's go."
Wu Yue: "?"
Sharing a bed and pillows?
In this situation, she...
She sacrificed herself to put her mind at ease.
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