Emiko was stunned when she saw the Rolls-Royce Cullinan. She only knew that the man was called Lin Can, and she didn't know anything else. Because they had dinner at a Japanese restaurant that night, they and their brother spoke Japanese and Chinese, and they didn't talk about their identities. They talked about food, drinks and fun. After coming down, Emiko didn't ask and Aoki didn't say anything.
I thought it was a chance encounter, but I didn't expect to meet again for the second time.
"Be careful."
Lin Can helped Emiko to the passenger seat, closed the door, returned to the driver's seat, and drove away.
…
In the car.
Lin Can asked a question and Emiko answered it. It was very obvious that they were talking boringly, so Lin Can stopped talking and drove to the 'Zhou Ji Rice Noodle Shop'. This rice noodle shop was a time-honored brand in Yunchuan. Lin Miaomiao was looking for this shop when she came back.
At dinner time, the restaurant was full of people. After ordering rice noodles, Lin Can and Emiko sat down at the tables and chairs set up outside the restaurant. He boiled the chopsticks in water and handed them to Emiko.
Soon, two bowls of rice noodles were served.
Lin Can introduced: "The signature dish of this shop is seafood rice noodles. It is a long-standing brand in Yunchuan. It just moved here last year. Their taste is really delicious. You can try it and see how it tastes."
Emiko slurped a mouthful of rice noodles with seafood and shrimp, her beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she nodded, "The rice noodles are delicious, and the shrimp are also delicious. What kind of shrimp is it?"
"Your Japanese Fukushima irradiated shrimp."
“Ugh~”
Emiko bent over and was about to vomit.
The reaction was so real. It turns out that the people in their country still dislike the seafood in that place.
"Just kidding, it's not the irradiated shrimp from Fukushima, it's the shrimp from our area."
Lin Can smiled and lowered his head to sip the noodles.
"Lin Sang."
"Mani?"
Emiko put down her chopsticks, placed her hands on her knees, sat on the stool opposite, bent down and said, "Thank you Lin-san for helping me just now, private Marseille."
"You're welcome, and don't bend over so often and slurp noodles."
"Um."
Emiko lowered her head and slurped the noodles.
"Emiko, where do you live? No, no, no, put down your chopsticks, just say it." Lin Can couldn't stand Emiko's way of putting down her chopsticks and answering very formally when asked a question, which was a bit like the scene of a Japanese junior answering his senior.
"I'm staying at the Hilton Hotel."
"Don't think too much. I'm just asking. If you don't have a room booked, I'll book one for you. Now that it's booked, it's okay. Let's eat. After you're done, I'll take you back to the hotel to rest. I'll take you out for a walk tomorrow. After all, you've come to Yunchuan, and I'll be your tour guide."
"Thank you, Lin-san."
"You're welcome. Eat it, or the noodles will get cold."
"Hmm~"
…
After eating rice noodles, Lin Can drove Emiko to the Hilton Hotel. Lin Can was a VIP customer of this hotel. Every time he came here, his spending started at hundreds of thousands.
Today, as soon as I helped Emiko in, the front desk clerk greeted me, "Mr. Lin, you're here."
"I'm here. It's been a while since I last saw you ladies. I'm not staying at the hotel today. I'm helping my friend back."
"Even if you don't rent a shop, you should come to our place often. I heard that I haven't seen you, Master Lin, for a long time."
"Okay, I'll come often from now on."
Lin Can joked with the receptionist a few times. The receptionist's jokes were also a way to maintain VIP customer relations for the hotel.
Emiko lived in a luxurious single room. Lin Can helped her back to the room, left her a phone number, and said, "This is my number. You can rest first. Call me if you have anything. See you tomorrow. No need to see me off. I'm leaving."
Lin Can closed the door and left.
"Huh~" Emiko breathed a sigh of relief, her spirit relaxed. She pounded her head in frustration, "I'm so stupid. I even bumped into things while walking."
Beep beep beep——
Aoki called, and Emiko hurriedly answered: "Brother."
"Are you staying at a friend's house? Do you need me to pick you up and take you back to the hotel?"
"It's convenient. We're staying at the hotel. You don't have to come pick me up. I'll come back to see you tomorrow."
"Be careful and don't let your father worry."
"Hey!"
"Hang up."
After hanging up the phone, Emiko decided to take a shower. She had been playing outside all day and was covered in sweat. She would feel uncomfortable without a shower.
So she took off her white shirt, underwear, and pleated skirt, and carefully took off her over-the-knee white socks and threw them into the trash can. She walked into the bathroom naked, holding onto the wall, put down the toilet lid, sat on it, turned on the shower, and tried her best to take a shower without touching her injured left knee.
She washed her hair first, then reached out to touch the soap on the sink, but couldn't find it. Her head was covered in bubbles, so she couldn't open her eyes. So she leaned forward slightly to touch it. The toilet was very slippery, and the girl's body was also slippery. As she slipped, with a "slap", her butt slid off the toilet lid and her body fell to the ground.
Before Emiko could grab the sink, her injured knee hit the floor. She screamed "Ah~" in pain and fell to the ground.
Crash——
The shower head sprayed up into the sky like a fountain, then fell on the girl's body, slid down her skin to the ground, and flowed into the sewer.
Emiko slammed her fist on the floor and cursed herself, "Baka," for being so stupid.
Emiko supported herself on the ground with both hands, exerted force, and cried out "Ah~" again. She felt a sharp pain in her left hand, which hurt whenever she moved.
She realized something was wrong: "It's dislocated."
My knee hit the ground and it hurt.
My hand was dislocated and it was very painful.
I just lay naked on the ground with the shower head spraying water beside me.
She wanted to get up, but she couldn't.
I want to cry but I have no tears.
"If I had known, I wouldn't have come. I would have stayed with my brother. How unlucky."
But now I'm lying in the bathroom like this, what should I do?
You are in a foreign country, unfamiliar with the place, and yet you are so unlucky?
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