Chapter 18 Weird Old Man
On the day of departure, from entering the station to setting foot on the land of Beijing.
Lu Shinian thought in a trance that after leaving the place that gave him nightmares in his previous life, even the air was fresh.
He followed the crowd out, raised his hand to stop a taxi, and headed to the hotel he had booked in advance.
Lu Shinian leaned his head against the taxi window, looking at the passing vehicles through the glass. His captivating face was reflected in the window.
The young man had handsome eyebrows, delicate features, thick eyelashes, amber pupils, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that looked at everything indifferently. The most special thing on his face was indeed the bright red mole under his right eye. It is so red that it seems to be dripping with blood.
She had a beautiful face and a cold expression. It was no wonder that Xu Zhiyuan was unwilling to let Lu Shinian leave until his death in his previous life.
He had taken off his glasses and no one in Beijing recognized him.
Due to the exercise and adequate nutrition intake during this period, Lu Shinian has changed a lot. He probably wouldn't even be recognized if he stood in front of Xu Zhengzheng.
The taxi drove for more than half an hour.
We stopped at the door of the hotel we had booked in advance.
Lu Shinian opened the car door and got out.
In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on this young man.
The boy was wearing a simple black sportswear, carrying a black backpack and wearing a pair of black sneakers. The exposed skin is white and transparent.
Lu Shinian ignored the gazes of the people around him and walked straight towards the hotel.
"Hello, check in."
A cold voice woke up the girl who was slacking off while chasing stars at the front desk.
When the girl heard the voice, she looked up and saw a face that was even more stunning than the retouched photo of her idol on her phone screen.
She stared blankly at Lu Shinian
"Da Da"
Lu Shinian raised a white, slender, bony hand and knocked on the counter.
Lu Shinian: "Hello, check in."
He thought the girl didn't hear clearly, so he repeated it again.
"Oh…ok…ok okay."
The girl at the front desk quickly came to her senses, took Lu Shinian's ID, and checked him in.
"16th floor, 1682. Turn left after you exit the elevator and there is a sign. Here is your ID. If you need it, our hotel has a dedicated travel butler. You only need to make an appointment two hours in advance. We also provide breakfast."
As the receptionist spoke, he pulled out a business card from the counter, which had the name of the hotel and a phone number printed on it.
Lu Shinian: “Okay, thank you.”
"You're welcome. You're welcome."
Looking at Lu Shinian's back as he walked away, the girl said with a crazy look on her face:
"Hehe, as expected, good people are rewarded. Today my reward came. He is so handsome! He smells so good. If I could date him, I can't imagine how happy I would be."
Lu Shinian put away his documents and planned to take a rest before going for a good walk.
First day.
Lu Shinian got up early, washed up, put on a hat and mask, and gave up the exquisite breakfast provided by the hotel. Prepare to eat local specialties.
He left the hotel, chose a random direction, did some stretching, and then started jogging.
After running for about half an hour, there were fewer and fewer tall buildings around him and more and more people. He met some people who were running like him, and some who were hurriedly going to work.
Lu Shinian felt that he should be going in the right direction.
"Fresh, hot big buns."
“Freshly cooked soy milk and fried dough sticks.”
The further you go, the more breakfast stalls you’ll see around you.
He listened to the sounds and watched the old man who would walk by from time to time carrying a bird cage and playing with the birds.
I found a shop with some vacancies and walked over.
"What would you like to eat, handsome boy?"
Not long after they sat down, a boss wearing an apron came over. She asked for directions with a smile on her face and in a Beijing accent.
Lu Shinian: “Give me the ones that usually sell the most.”
--According to the rules, the most popular items must be the most delicious ones in their store.
Thinking of this, Lu Shinian said so.
Boss: "Are you sure? It might not be to your taste."
The boss asked him hesitantly and with a little uncertainty.
Lu Shinian: "Well, just the best-selling ones in the store. You don't need too much. The normal amount for one person is enough."
Seeing that he insisted, the boss said nothing more and went to the kitchen to prepare food for him.
Boss: "Okay, if you don't like it and want to try something else, just call me."
"OK, thanks."
Lu Shinian thanked him politely.
moment.
He felt a pair of eyes on him from the left.
He was an old man in his sixties or seventies.
He was looking at him with an expression as if he was enjoying a good show.
"Grandpa, what can I do for you?"
Lu Shinian was full of doubts and thought about it in his mind.
He had never seen this person in his previous life or this life. The look in his eyes made him feel very strange, as if he was waiting for a good show.
He touched his face.
--Is there something on my face?
The old man smiled.
"You'll find out soon."
After saying that, she didn't even look at him and buried her head in eating her breakfast on the table again.
"Breakfast is ready, enjoy your meal, and let me know if you need anything."
The boss put down breakfast and went to do her own thing.
"OK, thanks."
Lu Shinian took the basket of dumplings and a bowl of soup from her hand?
“Is this soy milk?”
He looked at the bowl of soup-like substance in his hand.
"This is soy milk. It tastes delicious."
The old man next to him spoke again at this time.
As he spoke, he picked up the bowl next to him and took a big sip. After finishing it, he smacked his lips, looking intoxicated.
Lu Shinian brought the soy milk in front of him and smelled it.
A sour smell came to my nose.
--Is this really delicious?
But seeing the old man drinking soy milk in a heroic manner, Lu Shinian did not doubt it. He picked up the bowl and took a sip tentatively.
As soon as he entered, he froze.
--Why does this soy milk smell like rag water?
He turned around and was about to vomit.
"Young man, don't waste it."
The old man laughed and gloated over the other's misfortune. At the same time, he picked up the bowl and took a big sip.
Lu Shinian couldn't swallow or spit out anything, his whole face was wrinkled.
Looking at the road like this, the old grandfather smiled even more happily.
He forced himself to swallow the soy milk, picked up a steamed bun with chopsticks and put it into his mouth to suppress the taste.
Lu Shinian: "Boss lady, please bring me a cup of water."
Boss: “Coming right up.”
"You're from out of town, right? It's normal that you're not used to it."
Then he handed him a glass of boiled water.
Lu Shinian quickly took it and poured it directly into his mouth.
"Hey, don't worry, I still have a cup of warm water."
The boss looked at Lu Shinian hurriedly pouring water into his mouth and tried to stop him.
Lu Shinian: “Thank you.”
I took a big gulp and finally managed to suppress the taste in my mouth.
He never touched Douzhi Road again. In line with the principle of not wasting food, he quietly finished his xiaolongbao, then got up to pay the bill and left in a hurry.
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