Room 205 is located at the corner of the second floor, right at the corner, and you can have a panoramic view of both the left and right sides.
Including downstairs.
Facing the coffee tables, the man in white looks about the same age as him, in his early twenties at most. His skin is quite white, his brows are calm, and he is dressed in white, making him look very cold.
The hand holding the cup is very beautiful, with slender finger bones.
When Si Ye was about to close the door, a thought occurred to him: He looks very handsome.
Entering the room, Si Ye looked around.
The so-called large bed room with a view is actually not very large in area, with a pure wooden beam structure. There is a bathroom on the left hand side of the door, a large bed in the middle, and a semi-floor-to-ceiling window on the right hand side, with the ancient city outside the window.
After confirming that the door was locked, Si Ye put his backpack on the table and hurried to the bedside table. The bedside table was a solid solid wood three-drawer cabinet, painted with bright red paint and embedded with gold-plated floral branches. It was almost half a person tall.
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Generally speaking, the bedside table is proportional to the height of the bed. It is either lower than the bed for easy storage of things; or it is higher than the bed for easy storage of things.
Si Ye sat on the bed, and the bedside table was almost as high as his head.
Is this a bedside table?
He sneered.
The cabinet was quite heavy and it was impossible to move it completely. Siye moved it to a half-hand-wide gap and used the light to examine the condition of the wall covered by the cabinet.
There are a few scratches, quite shallow.
besides……
He was confused and reached out to touch it.
My hands were stained white.
He took out the flashlight in his bag, illuminated it with one hand, reached in with the other hand, touched the wall from top to bottom, and took a look.
Two-thirds of the wall covered by the three-drawer cupboard has been repainted white, and the remaining one-third is old wall covering, which is a bit yellowed.
Scratch Dabai but not the whole wall?
When he scraped off a small piece of the wall with his fingernails, he realized what the big piece of white was trying to cover.
The wall gray is not pure white, but mixed with some brown.
Siye crushed it between his index and middle fingers, and when he looked at the fine brown powder, a word popped into his heart: blood.
Suddenly someone knocked on the door.
The knock on the door was unhurried and polite.
When he opened the door, Siye had already restored the three-drawer chest to its original position.
Lao Guan stood at the door, holding a tray in his hand. After meeting him, he smiled and said, "We have made some homemade yak meat jerky for you to try. It can relieve high reflexes."
There was a stoneware bowl placed on the tray. At first glance, it looked dusty and inconspicuous, but in a place like this, it complemented each other perfectly. There were several large pieces of dried beef in the bowl, which made him look like a real boss.
But when Si Ye took the bowl, he obviously saw Lao Guan glance into the room.
"It tastes good. It's delicious." Si Ye leaned against the door frame, blocking Lao Guan's view without leaving any trace, and chewed a piece in front of him. It was moderately soft and hard, suitable for salty and light taste, and the beef taste was pure.
By the way, he saw the man again, still sitting there, as if he hadn't moved anywhere.
Lao Guan laughed and told him that when he opened an inn, he paid attention to fate, so he always liked to make something for the guests.
Si Ye didn't pay attention to what he heard. Taking advantage of the break in chatting, he raised his chin towards the downstairs and asked, "Brother Guan, are you also a resident?"
Lao Guan glanced down along his line of sight and hummed, "I've been staying here for a little over half a month. Although the inn is small, it's comfortable to live in. I have many repeat guests."
Si Ye chewed dried beef and did not answer, his eyes always falling downstairs.
As if sensing something, the man raised his head and glanced upstairs. When their eyes met across the sky, Si Ye felt a surge of excitement.
Although the man looked young, his eyes seemed to hide the vastness of the universe. His eyes were light and sharp, as if he could see through everything.
But soon, the man looked away.
It was as if it was just a casual glance.
Lao Guan was chattering beside him, saying that if he was too lazy to move during his stay, he could eat at the inn, since he had to cook anyway. Si Ye thanked him and said that if he ate at the inn, he would pay for the food.
Lao Guan waved his hand, "It doesn't matter. It's fate that we all get together. It's just a matter of having more pairs of chopsticks."
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It was a long day in Shangri-La, and when it was finally dark outside, Si Ye went out.
The man downstairs has disappeared. Perhaps he went to eat, or perhaps he returned to his room.
The fur shop that Lao Guan pointed out was still open. When I got closer, I saw that the red lantern above my head was a solid Han-style design, with a solid wood lamp stand. The stand was a hollow design, with auspicious clouds and birds engraved on it.
The lampshade is made of gauze, and the light shines out, illuminating the lines of different shades, like runes.
There is only one lantern in the doorlight, which is not bright and only gives a faint red light. Fortunately, the shop window next to it is bright and clear, otherwise it would be like a ghost house.
Si Ye raised his head and squinted under the light to see the name of the store: Qin Laosan Handicraft Shop.
The light in the store is dim. When you enter the door, you can see an altar with a Buddha statue and a butter lamp burning in front of the Buddha. There are a few furs hanging on the shelf, including more fox ones. One of them is not small. Siye recognizes it.
The snow leopard's skin seems to be quite old.
There are handmade Tibetan knives on the glass cabinets and display cabinets, large and small, which cannot be said to be unique, but it can be seen that the materials are solid. The paintings on the wall caught Si Ye's attention, and he stepped forward and squinted slightly to look at them.
A wooden table was placed under the painting, and a wooden niche stood on the table. A piece of red cloth covered the contents of the niche.
Si Ye became more curious after seeing this. He came closer, and as soon as his fingers touched the red cloth, he heard a sudden voice behind him——
"what to buy?"
Like a ghost, it came out silently, startling Si Ye. He turned around and saw a woman's face, and was startled again.
Where did it come from?
This woman looked to be in her fifties, with a face shaped like dried walnuts, dark skin, and white hair, which was casually pulled into a bun and fixed with a wooden hairpin.
One of his eyes was particularly cloudy and soundless. Judging from his clothing, he was Han Chinese, and judging from his attitude, he didn't look like he was opening a business.
"I heard that Qin Laosan's Tibetan knife is pretty good. I would like to order one from him." Si Ye calmly returned to the counter.
The woman stood in the shadows, her walnut face was very numb, and she waved her hand at him, "I can't do it anymore, it's just what's in the store, just sell it out."
"I made an appointment with him." Si Ye smiled slightly.
The woman's eyes moved, she looked him over, and her tone seemed helpless, "It's a pity that he fell ill and passed away six months ago."
"Dead?" Si Ye stared at the woman's face and unexpectedly asked, "Are you sure?"
The woman took another look at the young man in front of her.
He stood near the door, the light of the lantern fell on his face, and the semi-bright red light lit his eyes like fire. At first glance, it seemed that his eyes were extremely charming.
Not like an ordinary door-to-door customer.
For ordinary people, when they hear that their boss has passed away, they will say polite words of condolences, while those who feel unlucky will turn around and leave. What does "are you sure" mean?
The woman frowned, "He is my husband."
The implication is that I still don’t know whether he is dead or not?
Si Ye always smiled and was not annoyed by the other party's attitude at all. After thinking about it, he walked forward and said, "I want to ask about someone." He took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to him, "Have you seen her?"
The woman took a look at the photo.
In the photo, there is a girl who looks very fashionable, carrying a mountaineering bag, and was taken standing in front of the shop. There is an old plaque on the shop that reads: Qin Laosan Handicraft Shop.
The woman shook her head and said she was not impressed, and returned the photo to him.
Si Ye took the photo and smiled half-heartedly, as if talking to himself or asking her, "Such a beautiful girl should be unforgettable."
The woman's numb face returned to her previous state, "The guests here come from all over the world, so it's normal for me to have no impression."
Si Ye suddenly realized, he said oh, and raised his eyebrows, "Why do I think the business of this store is not good?"
The woman was silent.
Before Si Yelin left, he suddenly asked the woman something -
"When something happened to Boss Qin, something strange happened in the shop."