Ronin: Start with the cotton

Chapter 266 Brother, does she smoke too?
Get on the highway and pass through the village.

The air is getting worse and worse. In the night where it is unclear whether it is fog or haze, a milk-colored SUV is driving alone on National Highway 318.

Qiao Shan had already replaced Hu Sheng in the evening, driving the three of them along the scheduled route.

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"I have lived in this city for six years, but I have no friends. I have four cats, but everyone says I should have a dog. Man, I think a dog is an animal that needs companionship. I am very I like dogs, but I don't have the courage to keep them."

"But when the night comes, I just look at the traffic outside the window. I feel that there are so many people in this world, but no one wants to listen to me. I..."

On the car radio, a male listener was talking to the midnight anchor.

Chi Chi's FM current sounded from time to time, making the voice of the male audience a bit ethereal and unreal.

……

"Excuse me, listener, our live broadcast time for today has arrived."

With the arrival of midnight, the female anchor's gentle voice sounded from the FM again, soft and delicate, as if like a close lady, able to heal your inner wounds.

The male audience said eagerly: "But I..."

"Beep...beep..."

The program was shut down, and the communication was also hung up as a matter of course.

What else did the male listener want to say, but the four of Qiao Shan didn't know what to say. Hu Sheng, the co-pilot, lowered his head and leaned forward to tune other channels. Jiang He and Haohan in the back row half-opened the car windows, and each was silent. Under the silent night, The boiling emotions have already been cooled by the cool lonely night.

Qiao Shan looked at the sign at the intersection, turned off the national highway, and entered a small town.

The black auto repair shop and the colorful bathing city came along the road, with a bit of clutter and desolation. When he saw the hotel that Jiang He had booked in advance by Jianghe Road in the small town, Qiao Shan slowed down and turned around and entered.

"arrive."

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"Is this the hotel?"

"Ah."

"What's so special about it?"

"It's cheap on the way, fate."

Haohan got out of the car and looked around. He saw a three-story building with a mottled and peeling red copper exterior wall on the edge of the street. The warm yellow light looks lonely and psychedelic in the late night mist.

Qiao Shan put his hands in his pockets, squinted his eyes, and said slowly: "The business in this town revolves around the passing truck drivers in the aisle, the hotel + auto repair shop, and the necessary bathing city next to it. It should be very prosperous. But now it seems that it is not so prosperous."

too old!

The whole town is like a rickety old man who has been forgotten by the world, revealing his old age everywhere.

In the Golden Triangle Bathing City next to the hotel, the neon light tubes have been completely damaged, and the following "pedicure", "leisure", "chess and cards", and "Finland" are also missing strokes and pens, half bright and half off, and the old driver can only rely on experience to identify.

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They took out their respective backpacks from the trunk, locked the car, and the four of them walked towards the hotel gate.

Haohan walked ahead smoking a cigarette, suddenly caught a glimpse of an old black Santana parked next to the hotel, and frowned slightly.

Just now... I think I saw sparks in the car?
He took another look and saw that there was nothing, thinking that he was dazzled and didn't care, so he turned around and opened the door of the hotel and went in.

Qiao Shan was at the end.

Before entering the hotel, he looked back at the black Santana and smiled imperceptibly.

When the four of them entered the hotel together, after two breaths, a little spark lit up in the driving position of the car again. Looking carefully, it was the flame of a burning cigarette.

A deep middle-aged male voice sounded in the car:

"Call your sister and ask her to come over for business."

"it is good!"

The answering voice was a bit tough, as if it was a young man.

The young man dialed the phone and said a few words to the woman on the phone. After hanging up, he reported:

"Sister will be here soon."

There was silence again.

After two breaths, the young man couldn't help but said: "Dad, everyone is in, open the window, don't you feel choking? Brother is almost suffocating."

"Cough! Cough!"

There was a strange coughing sound from the black Santana, and a fat man wearing glasses who didn't look too smart opened the rear door, took a deep breath with his flushed face, squatted on the ground wiping his tears, and pointed his hands towards the car. The two people inside made dumb gestures with their hands.

"Mute: third uncle, I'm going to pick up my sister..."

The third uncle is good at everything, but he is too addicted to smoking!
……

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When entering the hotel gate, the headlights are turned off.

On the sofa facing the welcome pine signboard behind the door, a green military coat was spread out, and the small solar heater next to the sofa was lit with a warm orange light, and a slight snoring sound could be heard from the sofa.

Several people looked at each other, and Jiang He, who booked this hotel, was in charge of communication. He came to the collar of the military coat, squatted down and lifted the corner of the military coat, and greeted softly:

"Hello."

"……Hello?"

Snapped!
Qiao Shan patted Jiang He's shoulder, motioning him to get up, smiled at the waitress who was sitting up at the end of the coat, and said in a low voice, "Get up, it's not on this side."

Stop poking inside, or you'll kiss your feet!
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"Mr. Jiang?"

"Yes!"

The waitress held an old-fashioned tin flashlight in her hand, and swept it over the faces of several people, and finally fixed it on Jiang He's face, recalling the photo of the ID card of the customer who made the reservation today, and yawned, as lazy as sleepwalking Rubbing his eyes, he said in a hoarse voice:
"You booked our unique couple's suite. There are two rooms with a total deposit of [-]. One is upstairs and the other is downstairs... Are you four men?"

The waitress looked a little weird.

Four men come here in the middle of the night to open a couple suite? ? ?

Jiang He wondered, "We booked a family suite on the website."

It turned out to be like this...

The waitress suddenly returned to her listless look, and said weakly: "That one hasn't been updated for seven years."

After quickly registering the information and giving the key, the waitress got into the sofa again.

"Is it the one at the corner?" Haohan asked looking at the house number on the key.

"Well, I met love at the corner." The waitress covered her head, and her voice came out through the military coat: "I have something to talk about tomorrow, so you can rest first."

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Qiao Shan took another key from Jiang He: "Hu Sheng and I go upstairs, you and Haohan are downstairs."

"Okay." Jiang He nodded.

The four divided into two teams, Qiao Shan led Hu Sheng upstairs, Jiang He followed Hao Han to the corner room.

Because he didn't have any expectations at all, when he opened the door, Qiao Shan unexpectedly found that the suite upstairs was not bad. Except for the small windows, the overall facilities were barely adequate for accommodation.

It's just that there is only one big bed in this room...

Qiao Shan would not sleep in the same bed with a man, even Hu Sheng, so he put down his backpack, took his cigarettes and lighter and went downstairs.

"Hu Sheng, you should rest first, I'll go out to smoke a cigarette."

"Brother Qiao Shan, I'm going too!"

Hu Sheng hurriedly put down his salute, took out the past snacks from his backpack, and followed Qiao Shan down.

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After a while, the waitress fell into sleep again.

Qiao Shan didn't bother her, and took Hu Sheng out of the hotel quietly, came to the driveway, leaned on the dim lamppost, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, threw the case to Hu Sheng, and swallowed the cloud. Spit up.

The smoke and night fog merged, and soon they couldn't tell each other apart.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the hotel's light signs have become blurred at a distance of only a dozen meters.

Hu Sheng wrapped his coat, shivered, and lit a cigarette. He was about to take a deep breath when a cold female voice came from behind him, scaring him so much that he almost dropped the cigarette on the ground.

"Can I have a cigarette?"

A woman in a dark red coat with fashionable waves slowly walked out of the thick fog, looking at Hu Sheng with a slight sense of world-weariness.

It was not Sumi who came.

Not the waitress either.

Hu Sheng looked at the woman a few times, then subconsciously passed the cigarette case over, not knowing which tendon was wrong, turned back to Qiao Shan, and said doubtfully:

"Brother, do female ghosts smoke too?"

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(End of this chapter)