Chapter 826 Finale 5
"Come on, don't make things more troublesome. If you get altitude sickness, it's no joke."
Han Xun patted his sister's head.
Most of the people staying at the B&B were young people. They sang a few current folk songs together, and the atmosphere quickly became high. Many people dragged their friends to sing along, and soon a burst of ghostly and out-of-tune singing sounded, which made everyone laugh.
Peng Fei was a man who couldn't stand loneliness, so he rushed forward with his guitar and sang a song called "Southern Girl". He had a deep voice and sang folk songs very well, and with his extremely charming appearance, many girls present became his fans.
Zhou Jing didn't like noisy environments. When Peng Fei was about to sing the second song, he left alone without telling anyone.
Behind the check-in hall on the first floor, there is a small courtyard for people to rest. The courtyard is full of flowers. The red, pink and white flowers are in full bloom, occupying both sides of the stone path. At the end of the stone path is a white hanging chair.
Zhou Jing looked around and found no other place to sit, so he walked towards the hanging chair.
With most of his body sitting down, his long legs still touching the ground, the man took out a black, rustic frosted lighter from his pocket with his slender fingers. He pinched a men's cigarette between his index and middle fingers, and with a click, a flame shot out, lighting the cigarette butt.
He did not put the food in his mouth immediately, but instead looked up at the silver moon hanging high in the sky. It was almost the fifteenth day of the lunar month, and the moon was especially round.
The smoke from the cigarette was hazy as the man leaned lazily against the hanging chair, his head slightly lowered, the cigarette butt lightly between his thin lips. After his Adam's apple rolled, he exhaled a puff of smoke. Not a single button of his shirt was undone, but under the bright moonlight, his whole body exuded an abstinent and high-class sexiness.
The music outside was still playing. Zhou Jing lowered his head and glanced at the black watch face. It was already half past ten. This group of people was really busy.
The moment he lowered his eyes, a drop of rain fell on the dial, and with a ticking sound, it splashed everywhere.
Zhou Jing frowned, as if he didn't expect that the rain in the northwest region would fall suddenly without any warning. Fortunately, the person who built the rocking chair had also taken this into consideration and built a small awning above it.
The man's handsome brows relaxed, and he gave up the idea of leaving. He reached into his trouser pocket and successfully touched the square cigarette box. When he was hesitating whether to smoke another cigarette to pass the time, a slight sound came from the small door of the backyard on his left.
Zhou Jing's fingertips paused slightly, as if he didn't expect that this tattered-looking little wooden door could actually be used normally.
The moment I was distracted, the small wooden door was pushed open by a pair of jade hands.
The first thing that caught my eye was a brown oil-paper umbrella with twenty-four ribs. There was no pattern on the umbrella. The person was closing the umbrella, and the umbrella blocked the door. Raindrops dripped onto the corridor along the smooth and shiny umbrella.
A slender white calf stepped over the threshold of the small wooden door, and the white high heels shone brightly in the moonlight, but the outrageous thing was that the skin color of the visitor's calf was not even dimmed by the moonlight.
The soles of her high heels touched the stone pavement in the corridor, making a crisp sound. There was the sound of light rain all around, and this light sound was particularly abrupt in Zhou Jing's ears.
The man's fingertips paused, and a slight ripple appeared in his heart. When he was about to look away, the oil-paper umbrella was folded, revealing a curvy figure.
The sky-blue cheongsam is embroidered with light silver cloud patterns. In the dark night, the sky-blue color suddenly looks particularly energetic and fresh.
The moment the woman closed her umbrella and looked up, her gorgeous face was revealed.
She looked like she had traveled a long way, and was surrounded by dust and mist, but her narrow and long phoenix eyes were bright and lively in the mist.
It was not until much later, when Zhou Jing recalled this scene, that he realized that some heart-beating is destined to happen at first sight.
The silver moon hangs high in the sky, and the moonlight is bright.
The woman was wearing a small cheongsam, her long hair was tied up behind her head with a jade hairpin. A few strands of hair fell on both sides of her cheeks, brushing across her thin lips.
Green clothes, black hair, red lips.
The visitor was like an ancient ink painting, which made the moonlight even more charming.
The folded umbrella was like an unsheathed sword, with raindrops dripping from the blade, creating a puddle of water on the dry ground. The water stain reflected the lights in the corridor, rippling out layer by layer.
Zhou Jing stared at the water stains and pursed his lips. Realizing his impoliteness, he turned his head away and looked away.
It is rumored that the proprietress of the Kekexili Inn is a stunning beauty.
It seems now.
The rumors are true.
Quan Jiu narrowed his eyes and looked at the man who occupied his exclusive position. Among the flowers, he was the only white spot.
Silence spread between the two of them.
Just when Zhou Jing thought she had left, the crisp sound of her high heels stepped on the bluestone road. He turned around to look at her, but she had stopped about five or six meters away.
The woman stood in the rain with an umbrella on her white wrist. She wore a bluish-white jade bracelet on her left hand and her red lips moved slightly:
"Can't go back?"
It is an exceptionally clean and pleasant voice.
Zhou Jing shook his head, his voice hoarse from not speaking for a long time, and said:
"It's just a few steps, it's not that delicate."
It’s only about ten meters from the rocking chair awning back to the hall.
It was raining outside, but the concert did not stop. Instead, the drum set was moved into the lobby of the inn.
Right now, no one knows who is singing Ten Years.
"Ten years later, we are friends and can still greet each other, but that kind of gentleness..."
Quan Jiu smiled, his aloofness and politeness just right: "Then I won't see you off."
Zhou Jing nodded.
The proprietress was indeed as cold as the rumors said.
He listened to the rhythmic sound of high heels gradually fading away, and the anxiety in his heart inexplicably dissipated a lot.
………
This group of energetic young people continued to work until twelve o'clock in the evening before they called it a day.
Peng Fei was not sleepy at all, but rather very excited. After looking around and not seeing Zhou Jing, he asked curiously:
"Where's Brother Jing?"
Xu Yuzan: "You know he likes quietness, so he probably went back to his room."
She was a little discouraged. Knowing that there was a band event tonight, she specially changed into a mature-style blue halter dress and even spent an hour putting on full makeup and styling her hair.
But not long after the activity started, when she reacted, the person standing behind her disappeared.
She knew Zhou Jing's temper. Although he didn't like to play, he wouldn't spoil their fun, so she left quietly.
"It's only twelve o'clock, so early. Wait, I'll go call Brother Jing downstairs."
Peng Fei winked at her encouragingly, not forgetting his original intention of bringing the two together.
He came to the stairs and just took two steps when he heard footsteps on the wooden stairs. The man instinctively raised his eyes, but was met with a stunningly beautiful face.
He clearly felt that his heart skipped a beat.
Zhao Xiaojing reacted faster than him, with a smile in her eyes:
"Boss lady, you're back!"
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