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In the night, Chiang Mai can't find the slightest old and honest atmosphere, but it is full of charm and dynamic.school bag network
During the day, the golden temples are hidden in the night, and beauties and handsome men of all skin colors are sitting all over the street, talking loudly, drinking cold beer, and the music that makes people want to dance flows from different bars, intertwined As the words filled the air, the blood of those who listened could not help but boil.

A tourist bus with a white background and red patterns was parked on a bustling street in Chiang Mai Night Bazaar.

A slender girl in a simple white T-shirt and light blue denim shorts got out of the car, dragging a pink hellokitty suitcase.

Standing in the bustling city, she looked so ordinary, as if she would be swallowed up by the flow of people in the next second. [

However, she was only in a daze for two seconds, then firmly pulled the box, squeezed through the surrounding tourists, and walked towards the center of the street.

"Wanwan—" Someone jumped out of the car and shouted at the thin figure.

Mo Xiangwan turned his head in the dimly lit place, and the innocent smile was just fixed on his face, making the young tour guide who had only been with her for a day blush instantly.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xiangwan opened a pair of black and white eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Ever since meeting that mysterious black-clothed man at Pasing Temple, Mo Xiangwan had a comfortable smile on her lips, and there seemed to be some secret that made her happy hidden in her eyes, but she didn't say anything. The young tour guide was like scratching his heart, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

"Wanwan, are you sure you don't want to go to the hotel with us?" The young tour guide was really worried about Mo Xiangwan's upcoming itinerary, especially after persuading him all afternoon, Mo Xiangwan insisted on staying in the most lively place in Chiang Mai. In the red-light district, it's time to wait for that gangster from the Du Gang!

Mo Xiangwan waved his hand, "Go back quickly! Don't worry, I will take care of myself!"

Someone in the car smelled the aroma from the nearby fruit stand, and was so hungry that he poked his head out of the coach and shouted impatiently, "Guide, when can we have dinner? I'm going to starve to death!" "

The tour guide looked back and saw that Mo Xiangwan still had no intention of retreating, so he could only shake his head and tell her, "Have you remembered my phone number? As long as you are in Chiang Mai, no matter when and where you encounter trouble , you can call me!"

Under the guidance of the tour guide, Mo Xiangwan had already changed into a phone card that can be used in Thailand. At this moment, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, shook it at the tour guide, and smiled sweetly, "Remember it! Wait for me to call Time, don't think I'm troublesome!"

The tour guide was amused, "Then I'll go first! You must be careful!"

Mo Xiangwan nodded, and the tour guide turned back into the car and left with the station wagon.

When Mo Xiangwan put his phone back in his pocket, he looked at the time. There were still two full hours left when he made the appointment with Sak.

She touched her empty stomach, took a deep breath of the fragrance that floated into her breath, and immediately decided that before meeting Sak, she should feed herself first, which is the right way.

She dragged her suitcase, walked through the bar street, and suddenly saw a street of fruit stalls.

Thailand’s fruits are rich in variety and beautiful in appearance. Against the brilliant lights, red, green and red are placed from the street to the end of the street. Occasionally, there are smoky barbecue stalls with fragrant grilled chicken and grilled fish. It's just mouth watering.