The old lady looked at him as if she were looking at a rotten tree.

"Young man, you are a little ignorant!"

The old lady looked at Da Zhuang with an expression of hatred, "Can thirty represent your apology, show your determination to reflect, and help you get your girlfriend back?"

"Such a beautiful little girl makes me feel bad even when I look at her. How can you bear it?" The old lady looked at Da Zhuang with contempt on her face.

Da Zhuang's expression became more and more weird, and he felt that the direction of things was slowly becoming a little strange.

But at this time, he had no other choice but to lower his head and listen patiently to the old lady's teachings.

"Do you think this so-called thirty is really just thirty yuan? What's more important is your attitude!"

The old lady's face was full of anger, and her wrinkled hands slapped the countertop angrily, making a snapping sound.

The bar counter, which had been in disrepair for a long time, kept creaking and shaking, as if it would completely collapse at the next moment.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Da Zhuang was completely at a loss.

Even he couldn't figure out what the old lady meant. Obviously, for him, this question was a bit beyond the scope...

"Do you think I would give a little girl such an ordinary room? Of course it is the best and safest one here!" The old lady's eyes were filled with light, "It's just that she looked so soft and weak.

, I was embarrassed to ask her to charge more."

After saying that, she stared at Da Zhuang without saying a word.

But that look in his eyes instantly made Da Zhuang feel extremely guilty.

But he also knew that the old lady's meaning was quite obvious: you can live there if you want, but you have to pay more.

Touching his somewhat shriveled pocket, Da Zhuang felt that he was really at loggerheads with money today. The gangster in front made trouble, the old dog behind him acted like a monster, and now he was about to be touched by this old lady again.

Yes, Da Zhuang is sure that this old lady is taking this opportunity to get involved.

She had obviously figured out that he must live in this room, and then started asking for exorbitant prices.

But the problem is, he can't just turn around and leave.

Vaguely, he felt as if he had been arranged, but he couldn't tell specifically. Although there was still some hesitation on his face, his hands unconsciously reached into his trouser pockets.

"Ten more dollars, no more!" Da Zhuang gritted his teeth and took out ten dollars from his pocket and slapped it on the counter.

The old lady's face was full of disdain, "One hundred, the same price, and you even bargained for it, hehe, you scumbag!"

Her expression was full of disdain, and she kept looking at her strong and mature body.

"Sixty, we really can't have more!" Da Zhuang was cruel, took out another twenty, and photographed it in front of her, "I still have to leave some money for breakfast tomorrow!"

And the old lady's face was filled with a stern look, "Seventy is my bottom line. At most, I will give you this one..."

After saying that, the old lady quickly took out a plastic package from the drawer and threw it in front of him.

Da Zhuang was stunned for a moment. Isn't the plastic package in front of him exactly a...little raincoat?

Then he looked at the old lady's wise expression... Da Zhuang, compromised.

"Seventy is seventy!" Da Zhuang sighed, took out the remaining banknotes from his trouser pocket, and pushed them in front of the old lady, "You win!"

"Whatever you win, you win!"

The old lady had a victorious expression on her face and pushed a key in front of him. "The check-out time is usually 12 noon. Considering that you are young and in good health, I will leave it at 2 pm. I won't charge you more."

money!"

After saying that, she grabbed the money on the table with lightning speed.

That speed makes even Da Zhuang feel ashamed.

"Go! The room is at the end of the second floor!" The old lady's expression was full of subtlety and somewhat meaningful.

Da Zhuang lowered his head and took the key.

"Hey, wait!" The old lady smiled and shook the plastic package. "Remember to take it with you. If it's not enough, I still have it here..."

Da Zhuang instantly flushed with embarrassment, stuffed the small raincoat into his pocket carelessly, blushed with embarrassment, and ran upstairs without looking back.

Looking at the back of the strong man running away, the old lady looked pleased, "Young...it's so good!"

After saying that, she sat down slumped again, her eyes blank. Perhaps, she also thought of herself when she was young?

Da Zhuang ran up to the second floor panting, and the confrontation with the old lady almost exhausted all his remaining energy... He was simply more tired than having been busy in the kitchen all day.

"201...205...are here!"

What appeared in front of him was an extremely dilapidated door, with a crooked door number barely hanging on it, which seemed likely to fall off later, and the mottled lines, under the dim light of the corridor, there was a sense of

The sense of déjà vu from a horror movie.

Da Zhuang looked at everything in front of him with a strange expression. He had no doubt that if he had used just a little more strength, perhaps he could have easily broken in without using a key.

Then he looked at Room 213, which seemed to be no different from his room. The entire corridor was silent, without any movement.

"She should have fallen asleep by now!" Da Zhuang sighed and looked at everything in front of him absentmindedly.

"This day has been..."

After saying that, he opened the door and lay on the bed silently...

His mood was a little subtle... He didn't know what was wrong with him, but everything he did seemed a bit nonsensical.

But it was only now that he gradually recovered, covering his head speechlessly, "What...did I do?"

He always felt that everything that happened today was like a dream.

Otherwise, at this time, shouldn't he have gone back to his cramped rental house and typed out the 6,000 words every day without caring about it?

But...until now, he still can't bring up any idea of ​​coding.

It's not that I'm slacking off, it's just that I'm a little unmotivated.

And Xiaoxue... His expression froze, and he seemed to always be able to see a shadow in her that he had long forgotten but was always buried deep in his memory.

The two people were obviously completely different, but they gave him an... extremely familiar feeling.

"is it you?"

"You didn't want me to forget you, so you showed up again on a night like this!"

"Countless times I feel that I have forgotten you, but why..."

Standing up dejectedly, Wan Hongzhuang walked to the window like a zombie. There were no traces of pedestrians on the road. Even cars took a long time to see one, and they flew by without stopping...

Just like time.

The heavy snow outside the window is still flying and falling, with no signs of stopping.

"If they are exposed to snow together, they will grow old together in this life."
Chapter completed!