Long Street

Xiang Yu's itinerary was completely disrupted, and he was unaccompanied in the huge city, saying that it was a fake not to panic.

That is, this panic that he was about to be exposed on the street concealed the shame of many girls who should have been. Later, I thought about it, maybe this is God's arrangement.

In the lobby of the hotel, there is a large crystal chandelier on the top floor, which is magnificent and magnificent. It makes people unable to remember for a moment that there is a curtain of rain outside the window.

The light music is mixed with the unique fragrance of the hotel, Tchaikovsky's "June Boat Song", and the warm orange scent baked by the heating.

In a familiar rhythm, Xiang Yu thought of a Korean movie from earlier years. Jun Ji-hyun was only in his 20s at the time. He was quite pure and innocent. He was a very cute painter in the movie. He was loved by both the police and the killer by accident. on.

The ending was so tragic that no one was spared, and all were buried in the rhythm of "June Boat Song".

Right now, the man in front of him raised his hand in the direction of her with the cigarette in such a sad piano music, and asked quietly: "Do we know each other?"

His action of stuffing things into the chimney when lighting a cigarette, and the scent of the smoke that ignited, had already made Xiang Yu a little suspicious.

It was just that she was a little unbelievable for a while. A man who had a relationship on Xiuchun Street, more than 1,500 kilometers away, would be so coincidentally trapped in the same hotel in a heavy rain.

The man's gaze has been on her face, in fact, with his serious gaze, everyone will be blushed when he changes, and then he will avoid it subconsciously.

But Xiang Yu didn't. She just smiled and picked up a corner of the shirt: "We don't know each other, but you helped me before."

After she finished speaking, the man nodded clearly, his index and middle fingers caught the light indigo smoke floating between his lips.

He raised his jaw slightly at the front desk staff of the hotel: "What's her situation?"

The hotel staff are similar to the flight attendants in their clothes and makeup, with silk-screened hair neatly tied to the back of their necks, and a polite smile on their faces.

When asked by the man, the staff's smile almost collapsed, and after a short pause, he replied respectfully: "Mr. Jin, this lady wants to move in, but... we don't have any spare rooms now... ..."

It should have been something that should be righteous and confident, but the staff was so nervous about it.

The man didn't answer, he raised the front baffle and walked out, stood next to Xiang Yu, then leaned against the marble countertop, and asked her, "How about helping you again?"

He has an aura that the boys on campus don't have, which makes people subconsciously want to be convinced.

Xiang Yu didn't really understand what he meant, she was still confused, she only glanced at him with a ignorant look, but heard him say: "I live in a suite, are you coming?"

This kind of invitation is actually very strange.

Especially, the man in front of him is wearing a nightgown.

The two beautiful staff at the front desk cast implicit gossip glances.

Adult men and women hit it off at the front desk of the hotel, discussing whether to share a room, even a suite with several bedrooms, there is too much space for people to imagine.

But Xiang Yu just asked, "Excuse me, how should I call you?"

"Jin Fubai."

Xiang Yu chanted the name twice in his heart, and then smiled and said, "My name is Xiang Yu, thank you. It seems that I will really trouble you."

Jin Fubai seemed to be very satisfied with her unobtrusive neatness, chuckled lightly, pressed the cigarette out of the crystal ashtray covered with white pebbles, and beckoned: "Let's go then."

Xiang Yu dragged the suitcase and followed Jin Fubai through the magnificent hotel lobby. She did not look back to see what the front desk staff would look like.

There was no one else in the elevator. Jin Fubai pressed the elevator and suddenly remembered something, and said to Xiang Yu, "This shirt is quite suitable for you."

Xiang Yu was still calculating the price of the suite and how much she would need to lend to Jin Fubai.

Suddenly when he heard him say this, she always felt that she was reminding her something, so she had to say: "I will ask the hotel to wash the shirt and then return it to you. Is the room money AA good? One person half?"

"whatever."

It was also at this moment that Jin Fubai became more interested in Xiang Yu.

She has a pair of clear eyes, and there is obviously a little childish baby fat on her face. Standing in a confined space like a hotel elevator with a man in a nightgown like him, she has no crooked thoughts at all, just frank and frank. The ground is reckoning.

The suite that Jin Fubai booked was really big, too big to imagine Xiang Yu, and the living room was spacious enough to raise a horse.

The door of the room was opened by his swipe card, and the room was filled with incense, but she stood at the door and hesitated.

Jin Fubai dropped the card on the table casually and glanced at her: "Why? Don't you dare to enter?"

Nodded to Taro, and asked very seriously: "How much does this room cost?"

This made the man in front of him amused. He unscrewed a glass bottle of mountain spring water: "Do you really plan to give it to me?"

He may be accustomed to lavish shots, and he doesn't think giving up a bedroom for people to live in is something worth calculating.

Just like his five-figure shirt, he also said that if you don't want it, you don't need it.

But to Xiang Yu, he is a stranger after all, and he is already embarrassed to let people help. If he doesn't calculate the money that should be paid, he always feels that he is owed to others.

Probably because Xiang Yu's expression looked too tangled, Jin Fubai had to explain after drinking half a bottle of mountain spring water: "I don't spend money on this hotel. AA counts, and you don't need to spend money."

After speaking, he handed Xiang Yu a bottle of mountain spring water.

Just as Xiang Yu unscrewed the bottle cap, Jin Fubai joked badly: "Drinking water is still charged."

"I made it for you." Xiang Yu squeezed the water back into Jin Fubai's hand, and made him laugh for a long time.

It is strange that some people have known each other for a few years, but in fact they have said very little.

There are also people who have only met once, but are always familiar with deja vu.

Downstairs is a spacious and bright living room, and several bedrooms upstairs.

Jin Fubai raised his hand and pointed: "Which one you like, choose by yourself."

The rainstorm lasted for several days, and the flight information was always changed. Sometimes I called the airport in the morning and said that it could take off normally at night, and the flight was delayed in the evening.

For a few days, Xiang Yudu and Jin Fubai lived in the same suite. The suite was really big enough. The two ate together occasionally and rarely met at other times.

Jin Fubai is also preparing to return to the imperial capital, and sometimes shares flight information with Xiang Yu.

This morning, Jin Fubai knocked on the door of Yu's bedroom.

The people inside responded, but it took a while to open the door. When opening the door, they said a series of words: "Wait for me, wait for me, I will finish this game soon."

Jin Fubai had little patience with women.

But Xiang Yu is not the same as the women around him. She is not the same awl face, and she has no makeup. He wore a white hairband with rabbit ears on his head, and he had a face. When he opened the door, he was still staring at the screen, a kind of calmness that turned a blind eye to him.

In the past few days, Xiang Yu has been playing games most of the time. When a college graduate walked out of the campus, he did not have the day-dreaming of "I have the certificate and the world is in my hands" and lived a very inactive life.

Salted fish must be thorough, but there is no ambition that does not match his ability.

Perhaps because of this reason, Jin Fubai's interest in her has not diminished, and he has developed some patience, leaning against the door and waiting for her.

"what!"

Exclaimed at Taro, the greedy snake on the screen hit his tail, GAMEOVER.

She narrowed her face and looked at Jin Fubai, "Is there any room available?"

Jin Fubai shook his cell phone: "After making a call, the flight will take off tomorrow morning."

"Won't delay again?"

Jin Fubai said no. He said that the area where Changsha is located will not rain this afternoon.

Xiang Yu has been acquainted with him in the past few days, and he said, "You are not the Dragon King of the East China Sea, so can you still know about rainfall like this?"

Jin Fubai only asked: "Can you leave tomorrow?"

"Go!"

While Xiang Yu was changing clothes upstairs, Jin Fubai received a call from a friend.

He lay on his back on the sofa listening to the chatter on the phone.

"I have heard that you have taken a girl back to the hotel in Changsha these few days? This is really strange, what kind of girl?"

"A girl who just graduated."

"Ah? Do you like this one? At that time, so many beauties from prestigious schools wanted to find a master, and I didn't see any indication from you. Did you find the one that delivered it yourself?"

When the friend was curious, he showed some caution, lowered his voice and exhorted, "Girls in unfamiliar circles, you should pay attention."

Jin Fubai took out a cigarette and said lightly: "It's no other meaning to help others."

Does it really mean nothing else? Hanging up the phone, he was playing with the cigarette case, remembering to ask Yu just now if there is a free room in the hotel.

There are probably vacancies. Yesterday he went to work outside and waited for people to drive over at the front desk. He heard someone check out.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he slowly turned his head and looked at the front desk manager at the front desk.

The manager stood up immediately: "Mr. Jin."

Jin Fubai didn't say anything, just raised his index finger in front of his lips and made a silent motion.

The manager had a meal first, and then immediately said: "Good Mr. Jin."

Jin Fubai recalled this slowly, poke a gap in the tobacco with a copper needle, took a piece of agarwood, inserted it in, lit it, and took a sip.

White smoke rose.

At first it was difficult to say that he had no evil thoughts. It would never be because of a little fate or some stupid reason to see him at first, that would turn people into his suite.

But Xiang Yu is really one of the few women who can walk in magnanimously. Her only concern is probably the price of AA. She was still in the mood to discuss with him the night before. The food in the hotel is expensive. Can I go out and buy it?

Then she really opened up the umbrella and did not forget to ask him, Jin Fubai, do you want to eat small octopus balls?

There has never really been a woman who would think that he asked her to come to a hotel to eat some octopus balls.

Jin Fubai smiled.

Xiang Yu came down from upstairs at this time, and the hem of her skirt flicked gently with the movement.

As she walked, she asked Jin Fubai: "I have really troubled you these days. Let me treat you for lunch. Can you eat at the hotel?"

She was wearing the same white dress that she had met at the hotel. The fabric was wetted by rain that day, and her underwear was brightly stained on the fabric.

Now it seems to be tightly fitted, with the skirt hanging over the ankles, covering even the legs.

Jin Fubai glanced at her, then retracted his gaze: "Okay."