"Relax!" Fei Yi said with a smile: "Nothing happened. It's just that those women are too tired and go back to sleep first."
Huang Xiaoque looked in the direction pointed by Fei Yi's leg and saw two holiday houses with lights on. There was a person standing in front of the window of one of them. Who was Kong Qian? Only then did Huang Xiaoque realize whether he had overreacted, and his face felt a little hot.
"That's weird!" Zhou Zhimao said as he looked at the holiday home.
"What's weird?" Huang Xiaoque asked.
Fei Yi explained on the side: "He just discussed with Brother Zhou that it looks like a deserted island, but it has water and electricity, but no food or other people. That situation is really unreasonable!"
Zhou Zhimao nodded and said: "When he entered the hotel lobby, he always had a strange feeling. Looking back now, he finally realized the problem. If it was really a desert island, then the hotel lobby and everything seemed too It was very clean, as if someone had been cleaning it regularly. He even doubted whether anyone had done anything they saw there on purpose."
Huang Xiaoque and Chen Qian glanced at each other wrongly, each with surprise and uncertainty in each other's eyes. It was obvious that others also noticed something strange there.
Zhou Zhimao's thoughts coincided with Chen Qian's. He said: "Although I have too many doubts, when I tell everyone about it now, I am afraid that if the discussion fails to reveal the truth, it will lead to confusion. "
Of course Huang Xiaoque and Chen Qian agreed with Zhou Zhimao's idea. There were too many mysteries on that island waiting for them to discover.
"It's getting late." Zhou Zhimao stood up slowly and said to everyone: "We are all tired, why don't we go back and rest first. He always feels that they have a lot to do tomorrow."
Several people said goodbye to each other and walked to the holiday home. Huang Xiaoque was walking at the beginning and accidentally saw Fei Yi's bulging trouser pockets, which seemed to be hiding a can. Chen Qian seemed to have seen it from the side and tugged on Huang Xiaoque's sleeve. Huang Xiaoque quietly shook his head, indicating that the wrong party would not seek publicity. It was obvious that Fei Yi was hiding food secretly, but considering the tense situation, Huang Xiaoque decided not to tell the truth first.
Originally, there was no one else on the island, and the vacation homes were unused, so everyone could choose freely. Huang Xiaoque looked at Kong Qian's room and pulled Chen Qian towards the cabin nearest to her. Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached the room, he heard Wang Long's thunderous snoring, and saw the psychiatrist Wu Zhonggui walking out with a sad face. Seeing the two Huang Xiaoques approaching, Wu Zhonggui smiled bitterly and said: "He has some neurasthenia. It seems that he can find a room by himself."
Huang Xiaoque felt a little disappointed when she saw that the hut had been occupied. Chen Qian rolled his eyes and said to Wu Zhonggui: "The vacation house should be very spacious. He suggested that the three of us squeeze into a room and take care of each other."
Wu Zhonggui asked carefully: "We... do we snore while sleeping?"
Huang Xiaoque scratched his head: "Not necessarily. If you are too tired, you will snore."
Wu Zhonggui thought for a moment and said, "Wang Long, please keep your voice low. It's better to take care of each other when you are away from home." "
Just like that, the three of them lived in Donglai next door to Wang Lung.
Entering the holiday home, Huang Xiaoque was a little disappointed because the room was not as good as he imagined. Although Huang Xiaoque rarely has the opportunity to travel abroad, he is not without experience. The entire room is staggered and closed, and it is difficult to enjoy the outdoor scenery from other places except the windows. It should be said that the layout of the room is not shabby, and there are some high-end furniture in it, but it does not match the style of the holiday home. Moreover, Huang Xiaoque always had a feeling of déjà vu, but could not remember where he had seen her before.
Chen Qian looked around the room and said strangely: "Huh? When was it renovated? It's far worse than the original layout!"
Wu Zhonggui also said: "When he first entered the room, he felt very disappointed. Compared with a holiday home, he felt that the layout there was more like a guest room on a cruise ship."
"That's right! It looks like a guest room!" Huang Xiaoque looked around again, and his tone became more determined: "The decoration style there is almost the same as the guest room on the Ares!"
Speaking of which, Huang Xiaoque asked again: "Am I sure the decoration there wasn't like that before?"
Chen Qian said with certainty: "Absolutely! The outdoor design of the holiday home at that time was quite local style, and because it was in the tropics, the room was ventilated from all sides, and there were doors at the front and back for entry and exit. It felt like you and the island scenery were separated. It blends into one. The style before and after is so different, he can’t remember it wrong!”
A bold guess arose in Huang Xiaoque's mind, but in view of Wu Zhonggui's presence, he did not say it out loud. Seeing his expression, Chen Qian had some vague guesses, but after thinking about it, he gave up and continued the discussion. He glanced at his leg watch and said, "It's getting late. Why don't they take a nap first? Maybe they really have a lot to do tomorrow."
Wu Zhonggui had already yawned repeatedly. He didn't realize how weird the place was, so he found a bed to lie down. Perhaps Wu Zhonggui had experienced too many things tomorrow, and he was exhausted physically and mentally. He fell asleep within a few minutes. Huang Xiaoque was also about to go to bed, but saw Chen Qian walking out the door. Hearing the crisp sound of a lighter, Chen Gan lit a cigarette and started smoking slowly. Huang Xiaoque licked her lips and walked towards Chen Qian.
"Give him one too!" Huang Xiaoque stretched out her leg unceremoniously, but peeked into Kong Qian's room. The lights in the room have been turned off, and the people inside have already fallen asleep.
"Save it." Chen Qian took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out distressedly, and lit it with a lighter.
Huang Xiaoque heard the crisp and sweet sound again, and when she looked at the lighter with Chen Qian's legs lying on it, she realized that the wrong one was actually a collector's edition Dupont lighter. The matchbox-sized lighter glows with a faint blue luster, and the edges are dotted with complicated golden dark patterns, which looks very beautiful.
"Isn't a lighter good?" Huang Xiaoque said casually.
"I like it? Then give it to me." Chen Qian's words were also very casual.