"Huh...huh...huh..."

Da Zhuang leaned against the door rail, breathing heavily.

After running wildly in the heavy snow for so long, even he could not help but feel exhausted. However, his eyes were still filled with fire, and there was also a hint of determination.

After adjusting his breathing a little, he slowly walked into this shabby little hotel, and what was waiting for him was an old lady with silver hair at the front desk.

But at this moment, she was lowering her head and didn't know what she was busy with.

When she heard Da Zhuang's voice, she seemed to react suddenly, but she still looked at the old clock aside for the first time.

10:30, a time that is neither early nor late. But for this remote little hotel, it is already very late.

She slowly turned her head and looked at the man in front of her with confusion... In her impression, it was the first time that a customer came to visit so late.

What's more, the person in front of me is still in such a mess, and he doesn't seem like a good person.

"ID card?" the old lady asked softly, her eyes scrutinizing.

"Ah! ID card." Da Zhuang suddenly came to his senses and began to fumble around on his body in a hurry.

Fortunately, he had the habit of carrying his ID card with him when he went out...otherwise...thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel lucky again.

After a long time, he took out an ID card from the inner pocket of his coat and handed it to the old man.

"Wan Hongzhuang?" The old man stared at the ID card with a puzzled face. From time to time he raised his head and looked at his whole body carefully. "This photo doesn't seem to be very similar to you?"

Da Zhuang's expression froze, and he quickly wiped his face, "Old man, look again, isn't this photo of me?"

After saying that, he pretended to be honest and reliable again, blinked and looked at the old lady.

"Well..." After pondering for a few breaths, the old man nodded, reluctantly accepting his explanation.

Business was already bad enough, and she couldn't find any reason to turn him away when such a bad guy came to her door for no reason.

Thinking of this, the expression on the old man's face couldn't help but soften a bit.

"Thirty thirty a night, no counter-offering." After thinking about it, she added: "No breakfast."

"Hey, eh, okay!" Wan Hongzhuang nodded hurriedly and responded.

"These are the rooms. You can choose one at will. Let me know when you have made your choice."

After saying that, the old lady handed Wan Hongzhuang a somewhat worn notebook with the date and the numbers of dozens of rooms written on it. Some of them must have been occupied, so the numbers were specially marked with a red cross.

logo.

"How do we find Xiaoxue's room?" Da Zhuang was a little confused looking at the rows of numbers in front of him.

Gang was indeed a little anxious, what's more, he never thought that he would come back here again by some strange combination of circumstances...

So, the breaking point of the current predicament lies in the old lady in front of me.

"Auntie, auntie!" Da Zhuang called the old lady with a doggy smile.

"Huh? Have you chosen it?" The old lady opened the drawer without raising her head, "Which one? I'll find the key for you!"

"No, no!" Da Zhuang smiled humbly, and his voice was extremely soft, trying to make himself look more reliable.

"I want to ask you something. Didn't a girl come up just now? Which room does she live in?"

The old lady raised her head suddenly, her eyes instantly filled with defensiveness, "What do you want to do?"

Looking at her eyes, Da Zhuang knew that she had obviously misunderstood, so he quickly waved his hands and explained: "No, no, you misunderstood!"

"I am her brother. I feel uneasy when I see her living here alone, so I want to live next to her so that we can take care of each other."

After saying this, Da Zhuang couldn't help but feel guilty... This reason, even in his opinion, was clumsy.

"Brother?" The old lady's expression was a little subtle, and she picked up Wan Hongzhuang's ID card and looked at it again.

"Is your surname Wan?" the old lady asked with a serious look on her face.

"Yeah!" Da Zhuang nodded. At this time, he just felt like he was sitting on pins and needles and restless.

"But you two don't even have the same last name, so what kind of brother and sister are you?" the old lady asked suspiciously, and threw out a fatal piece of evidence.

"Cousin, it's cousin." Da Zhuang's expression became more and more doggy.

"Cousin?" The old lady's expression was a bit meaningful.

"Yes, yes!" Da Zhuang responded humbly.

However, he was extremely helpless at this time. It seemed that he had no other choice but to try his best to please the old lady in front of him.

"Bang!"

The old lady threw her notebook on the bar and stared at Wan Hongzhuang.

This couldn't help but make Wan Hongzhuang even more uneasy, but he didn't dare to do anything. He still just stood there with lowered eyebrows and a humble face.

A clear smile appeared on the old lady's face, "You young people...were you quarreling?"

"A fight?" Wan Hongzhuang looked confused.

But looking at the old lady's expression that seemed to see through everything, he knew that she had obviously misunderstood.

At this time, he seemed to have no choice but to follow her wishes with a constipated face, "Yes, yes! Auntie, you are so discerning, we did have a quarrel!"

"I knew it!"

The old lady's face was full of arrogance, "I just saw you standing outside without saying anything, so I knew you two young people must be having a conflict!"

The work was done, and Da Zhuang could only nod helplessly.

"You have to know how to cherish it!" The old lady sighed and looked at Da Zhuang angrily, "Such a cute little girl, how can you bear to leave her here alone?"

"As for you men, you are really not the same thing when you are cruel sometimes!"

Da Zhuang's face was full of bitterness, and for a moment, he had the urge to leave.

However, when I thought of the figure shivering in the cold wind, my eyes instantly became firm again, "Yes! Yes! Yes! It's my fault. What Auntie taught me is that..."

"There's really nothing we can do against you young people!"

The old lady shook her head, "That little girl lives in the room at the end of the second floor, which is 213. It happens that 211 is still vacant, so you can live there!"

"Thank you, auntie!" Da Zhuang breathed a long sigh of relief and hurriedly started to take out the money, "Thirty, right? Please keep it!"

The old lady looked at the ceiling and had no reaction.

"Auntie, I'll give you some money." Da Zhuang's voice became louder unconsciously, and he pushed the money forward.

Although he wanted to leave here as soon as possible, he hadn't gotten the key after all, so he could only continue to stand hunched over in front of the bar, and he began to feel uneasy.

"When did I say, thirty?" The old lady looked at Da Zhuang with confusion on her face, or rather, the money in his hand.

Da Zhuang was stunned for a moment and stammered: "Didn't the blackboard at the door say...the night of the 31st?"

He didn't think he had missed anything, but what did this old lady mean?
Chapter completed!