A group of people at the entrance of the dormitory building have not left for a long time. Could it be that they can only stay for one night?

Fenqiao was hesitating, but in the crowd, there was a bearded man walking towards the back garden by himself, looking around as he walked.

What did he come here to do?

The bushes in front of Fenqiao were further ahead of her, which completely blocked her vision. It was impossible for ordinary people to notice her. But as the man got closer, Fenqiao still made a quick judgment and ran!

He hugged his waist and walked forward under the cover of the bushes until she turned around. The tall bushes blocked the view. He could no longer see the bearded reporter, but he could hear his excited shouting, "Hey! There is still a way!"

Hearing this sentence, Fenqiao almost staggered, and was extremely glad that he was running fast.

The bank card was returned to Gao Ling, and Fenqiao only had a few hundred yuan. Thinking that he could stay for one night, he was stunned when he arrived at the hotel counter to open the room.

"Sorry, guest, we really can't open a room for you without an ID card."

Fenqiao did not use his ID card when working in the swimming pool, so he put it in the dormitory when he went out in the morning.

If you can get your ID card, you still need to stay in a hotel?

Fenqiao sighed, and the old woman who was receiving the counter saw that she was really embarrassed, she tentatively said: "Otherwise, your friend's ID card is fine. Just take out one to tell me, and I will issue it for you."

She had to sit down at the reception desk of the hotel and call Luo Xinxin. Luo Xinxin was finishing lunch, but when she heard that it was Fenqiao's phone call, she quickly answered, "Jiao Qiao, I'm going to call you! You don't know how popular this matter is now on the Internet. You must not go out in the dormitory..."

"It's too late," Fenqiao smiled bitterly and interrupted her. "There are reporters downstairs in the dormitory. I dare not go back, so I can only come outside to stay in a hotel..."

"Have you brought the money?" Luo Xinxin immediately reacted.

"I brought the money, but I didn't bring my ID card."

"Where is the address? I'll come here now."

After Fenqiao reported the address, he hung up the phone and his stomach rang out. Only then did she remember that she hadn't eaten for the whole day.

After starting swimming again, Fenqiao's anorexia improved a lot. Today, he was hungry and his stomach was in full bloom. Although it was in great pain, Fenqiao didn't want to eat much and couldn't raise his appetite.

There was a strong wind outside the hotel, and as soon as she went out, it would turn into a bitter knife and cut it on people's face. Although this hotel was simple, at least it was covered with tiles. Fenqiao's whole body was frozen on the way to come, and her body had just begun to warm up. She didn't want to move, so she simply stopped eating.

This hotel was found by Fenqiao in the deep alley. The buildings have been around for a while. The ornaments at the reception are old and the walls are painted with the old-fashioned waist-high green paint. The walls above the green paint have begun to turn yellow. The heating is on inside the house, and the old woman who just refused her at the counter was standing on the counter, leaning on her chin and drowsy.

The hotel is always a little older, but at least the store is not like someone who can watch entertainment news online. She is safe here. After a nervous afternoon, Fenqiao finally relaxed a little and sat down on the sofa and waited for Luo Xinxin.

The room was warm, as if it was infected by the old woman's sleepiness. As soon as Fenqiao leaned back, he felt a little sleepy and closed his eyes and took a nap.

Shortly after Fenqiao closed his eyes, the glass door of the hotel was pushed open.

The air conditioner rushed in, and the counter was facing the door. The old woman shuddered and woke up immediately, looking up at the door.

The one who came in was a tall and tall young man. He walked in with his long legs. His hair was meticulously combed behind his head. The heaven was full, his face was bright but cold. His body was like wind and snow, cold, making people tremble, but full of nobleness, like a born king, and it makes people surrender.

The old woman didn't know what brand of expensive suit he was on, but she felt that the ornaments of the entire hotel were probably not as expensive as that suit. His aura was incompatible with this hotel, so why did she appear here?

"Guest, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, the young man raised his hand, signaled her to silence, and approached the counter.

He reached out his hand and placed a stack of banknotes on the counter and spread them out. The knuckles were clean and slender, like a perfect work of art.

The old woman was so jealous that she swallowed down her throat, "Is this..."

"Two things," his eyes moved to Fen Qiao who was napping on the sofa beside him. The look of his eyes was almost greedy and stopped on Fen Qiao's face for a moment. He turned around and put the lunch box on the counter. "When she woke up, find a way to let her eat and open your cleanest room for her."

"Those two?" the old woman couldn't believe it, "Are you giving so much money just for such simple things?"

It was not that simple to let Fenqiao have a meal. Gu Yan thought, but there was no expression on his face, so he pushed the lunch box forward, emphasizing, "You made the dishes. If she saw the clues, the money would not belong to you."

"Yes, yes!" the old woman nodded.

The man took a last look at Fen Qiao who was asleep on the sofa, paused for a moment, turned around and turned back.

It was not until the man disappeared outside the door that she dared to take the money from the counter, her heart was pounding and she was completely sleepy. She counted the stack of money over and over again, but she still couldn't believe that all this was true.

The old woman turned curiously to the girl who was sleeping on the sofa. When she entered the door, her scarf covered her face and only showed her eyes. Now that the scarf fell down, she looked at the girl's facial features.

The girl has a small face, her hair is combed to the back of her head, revealing the delicate and beautiful beauty tip. Her skin is white, her facial features are delicate, and she has no makeup on her, which is not worse than those female celebrities on TV.

No! It's even better than female celebrities!

The old woman had never seen such a beauty in reality, and she became a little scared now...

Such a beautiful girl, she even asked her to find a clean room... The food was drugged...

...

"Jojo!"

Fenqiao was awakened by Luo Xinxin, and his voice was yelling, "Why are you asleep here? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold and getting sick?"

Fenqiao rubbed his eyes and sat down from the sofa, "I fell asleep without even realizing it. Maybe I didn't sleep well last night..."

"Go to my house to sleep, Qiao Qiao." Luo Xinxin looked around the hotel and lowered her voice, "No matter what, you can't live here, this environment..."

"I have to go to the swimming pool for class tomorrow morning, so it's close."

Luo Xinxin's family is in the east of the city. If there is a traffic jam during the rush hour at work, she may not be able to come for four or five hours, but Fenqiao is still grateful for her. "Thank you, Xinxin..." Fenqiao grabbed her hand and was moved.

"What are you saying thank you to me?" Luo Xinxin waved her hand, "It's okay if you don't go there, I'll stay here for one night." As she said that, she took out her ID card and walked towards the counter.

"No need," Fenqiao quickly got up and caught up with her, "I can do it alone!"

Fenqiao didn't stop him, Luo Xinxin took the ID card on the counter and "opened a double room."

The old woman buried her head in helping them register and said, "Have you both eaten? Our store also provides catering, which is affordable..."

"I've eaten at home," Luo Xinxin shook her head and remembered Fenqiao again, "Jiao Qiao, have you eaten?"

There were so many things going on this afternoon, and Luo Xinxin felt that Fenqiao was so angry that she couldn't eat.

The next second, Fen Qiao shook his head at the woman, "Thank you, no need."

The old woman was anxious, "Although our hotel is old, the chef's craftsmanship is really good and the cooking is clean..."

Luo Xinxin held her, "Joqiao, eat a little bit. The amount of food you finally recovered after finally regaining your appetite. If you don't eat one or two meals, you will not be able to eat it in a few days..."

"Would you like to eat tomorrow morning?" Fenqiao felt exhausted and just wanted to lie down and rest. "I'm so tired today..."

"Jojo!" Luo Xinxin refused to let go, called her, and only looked at her with a steady look.

Fenqiao could only defeat, "Okay, I'll eat."

The old woman breathed a sigh of relief and quickly started to arrange.

The food box that Gu Yan brought was high-end and expensive, and the food was still a little hot. When she remembered what the man said, she poured the dishes into the porcelain bowl and plate of her store, and then she dared to take them out.

Seafood with saffron juice, a small piece of grilled eel, milk kelp, apple tower, and a French corn soup, which was steaming and the fragrance filled the entire shop.

Luo Xinxin looked shocked, and she didn't expect that such a broken and small restaurant could make these dishes.

It was beyond Fenqiao's expectations. When she looked around, she always felt that these dishes were impossible to make in this hotel.

After tasting it in the mouth, the taste is a bit familiar.

Afraid that Fen Qiao would taste something, Gu Yan did not let Mrs. Zhang do it, so he changed the chef from the old house to make these dishes.

Fenqiao has never tried the chef's skills, but Mrs. Zhang has learned it for several years behind the chef and has brought his style to cook.

This dish is like Mrs. Zhang's handwriting, but it is better than her.

Fenqiao made a conclusion, put down the spoon without hesitation, turned around and asked, "Boss, do you know Zhang Yi?"

"Zhang Yi?" The old woman was confused, "Who is that?"

"Thank you, I understand." Fenqiao turned around and continued to eat.

She ate more urgent than usual, and she choked and coughed violently. Luo Xinxin hurriedly handed the water, "Jiao Qiao, don't you have to eat so urgently, right?"

Fenqiao took the water cup, took a sip, but didn't make a sound for a long time.

Luo Xinxin followed the dim lights in the kitchen to see Fenqiao's expression, and then she realized that she was crying and her face was covered with water marks.

"Jojo..." Luo Xinxin's lips moved and she couldn't speak.

She didn't know why Fenqiao suddenly cried, but she had known Fenqiao for so long that this was the first time she saw Fenqiao crying. She endured and burst into tears in her face.

In this world, everyone doesn’t want to tell others about things. Luo Xinxin knows this, so she never asks. Fenqiao never says it.

Fenqiao lowered her head, but she didn't want her to see it.

"I'll go up and make the bed. Come up soon after you finish eating, Qiao Qiao." Luo Xinxin pretended to be nothing, and went out and forgot to go upstairs.

Leave Fenqiao to sit alone.

She hadn't seen Gu Yan for a long time, and missed him very much. She missed his smooth and plump forehead, his deep eyebrows and eyes, the melting frost on her face, and spoke to her gently.

Even the snowmen that Gu Yan had built in Jinrong Pavilion yard on the day she left, she couldn't take a good look at them.

Just walked out like this.

After thinking silently for a long time, Fenqiao finally wiped away her tears. The food on the table was completely cold. She picked up the chopsticks again and picked them into her mouth bit by bit.
Chapter completed!