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The car stopped outside the woods.

The car door opened, and a young man and woman stepped out and took out their luggage from the trunk.

The movements are very intimate, I don’t know if they are a couple or a couple.

The man was carrying the suitcase and the woman was carrying the small bag. They leaned together and looked at the light coming from behind the woods.

Then he whispered a few words, turned his head and looked behind, with a puzzled expression.

In the dark mountainous areas, any car driving is very eye-catching.

Anyone who is not blind can see that I am following.

I simply drove the car over and stopped beside it.

The two looked at me with slightly defensive eyes.

"You two, I'm sorry, I didn't follow you on purpose, but besides me, you are the only car on this mountain."

I got out of the car and greeted them friendly.

"Why are you following us?" The man's expression did not relax, but became more suspicious.

He is pretty good-looking, tall and thin, looks to be in his thirties, has slightly long hair, and looks like a melancholic uncle-type man.

The woman, on the other hand, was petite, with a baby face that was delicately made up, and the little bird leaned close to him lovingly.

The two of them were wearing the same woolen jackets and looked very matched.

"I want to find a quiet place to stay. I've looked at the tea gardens here, but they don't quite meet my requirements."

I took two steps forward and explained politely.

"I saw you were driving directly this way. I thought you were locals and wanted to ask you where there is a cleaner yard here."

"It's not the peak tourist season now, and the tea gardens are quite deserted. It doesn't matter where you go," the man said.

"I know there aren't many tourists now, but I prefer the kind of places, like B\u0026Bs, villas, etc., with a less commercial atmosphere and a more original environment."

The man and woman looked at each other, and their confusion became even stronger.

"Your request is very special. Can I take the liberty of asking why you are looking for such a place?"

"I'm sorry to say it." I smiled, "I'm an author and I want to find a quiet place to write. The cleaner, the better."

"Author? You'an, he is half a colleague of yours." When the woman heard this, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

"Oh? This gentleman is also an author?" I was a little surprised.

"No, I'm a cartoonist." The man's guarded expression relaxed a little, and he showed a faint smile.

"They all create stories, it's just in different forms." The petite woman smiled playfully, "People like you have somewhat weird tempers, so it's not difficult to understand such a request."

"What's wrong with me?" The man was a little depressed.

The woman wrinkled her nose: "Isn't it the weirdest thing that we can get married?"

"Yes, you would like me, an old and poor guy, that's the weirdest thing." The man scraped the woman's nose affectionately.

"Ahem." I cleared my throat, interrupting their affectionate conversation, "So, do you two have any recommendations for a clean tea garden or mountain villa?"

"Sorry, although I am a local, I have not been back for many years and I am not familiar with the current situation here. You should find a place to rest nearby. It is already dark."

The man shook his head and picked up the suitcase again.

"You'an, but I heard that your family runs a tea garden," the woman said strangely.

"It has closed down a long time ago."

There was a path in the woods. The man held his wife's slender waist and walked along it.

But as soon as he reached the intersection, he was stunned.

On the path, at some point stood a young girl with long hair, holding a small flashlight in her hand.

A faint light shone on her feet, making her face slightly gloomy, as if she was staring at the man's wife secretly sizing up.

The man looked at the girl several times and said in a complicated tone: "Sister."

The girl walked forward and walked out of the woods, with a beautiful smile on her delicate face that was slightly similar to the man's.

"Brother, you are finally back!"

"You'an, she is your sister." The man's wife was very excited and reached out to the girl enthusiastically.

"Hello, my name is Su Ruoyi, and I just got married to your brother. You can call me sister, sister-in-law, etc. It's too cliche."

Compared with Su Ruoyi's enthusiasm, the girl seemed very calm.

"Hello." She just glanced at her briefly, then turned to the man and said, "Brother, go home, dad has been waiting for you for a long time."

Su Ruoyi's smile froze on her face and she retracted her hand in embarrassment.

There was a hint of helplessness on the man's face, he tightened his wife's shoulders distressedly, and gave her an apologetic look.

"Okay, go back first."

"Wait, who is that?" The girl saw me standing aside.

"I'm a tourist and want to find a place to stay. Do you know of any cleaner villas nearby?" I asked immediately.

"My home is very clean, but it has been very old for a long time. If you don't mind, you can come and have a look." The girl gave me a friendly smile.

She is very good-looking, the kind of natural oxygen beauty, fair and clean, without the tackiness of money, and very comfortable to look at.

The long black hair reaches her waist and seems to have never been permed or dyed. It is draped very softly on the back of her head, adding a bit of tranquility and gentleness.

"Okay, I just like quiet places." I nodded happily.

The moment the man called out his sister, I became even more sure that this was most likely the place I was looking for.

"Sister, our house has been closed for a long time, so it is not suitable to entertain guests." The man stopped her.

"Brother, you haven't been back for so long. I don't know what's going on at home. Dad is ill and the tea garden is deteriorating. It's difficult to make ends meet just by relying on the little tea leaves I picked. If we don't attract customers, we really can't survive. "

The girl looked at the man accusingly.

The man's eyes suddenly softened, his face full of guilt and confusion.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it was so difficult at home. I should have come back earlier to have a look."

His wife looked very distressed when she saw him like this.

The girl didn't hold on to his fault and nodded to me.

"Brother, you are the first guest when we reopen. I will do my best to entertain you. Although the house is old, I have cleaned it very well."

"Thank you, can I ask, what is the name of your tea garden?"

Before the girl could answer, the man said first: "It doesn't have a name, it's just an unknown small tea garden."

"Since we are going to reopen, let's give it a new name. Why not call it Youming Villa - leisurely tea tasting, brother, what do you think?" The girl's eyes shone slightly.

"Youming?" I was stunned for a moment and said, "What a name!"

Youming Villa.

Netherworld Villa.

Isn’t this the same as July Gallery and Contract Gallery?

People in the live broadcast room started to play homophonic jokes.

"Brother, let's go. Don't stay outside for too long. Dad is waiting for you. He misses you very much after not seeing you for so many years."

The girl waved her hand to the man and then made an invitation gesture to me. Her fair and delicate face was full of hope.

"Brother, please come too."

“On the first day we opened, we had customers coming, which is really a good sign.”