Belvedere air is very good.
Surrounded by green mountains on all sides, water streams flow through alleys.
There are two big red lanterns hanging at the entrance of the inn on the corner of the street. On the right side is written "Cast 28 before it's too late", and on the left is "Look at 33 early when the rooster crows". There is also a small wind chime hanging on the edge of the door frame. , making a crisp sound occasionally.
He Wu was under the eaves next to him, half lying on the log rocking chair, with a thin book covered on his belly, creaking and slowly rocking, looking up at the wind chime.
Living in Belvedere for three days, she almost greedily enjoyed the comfort of this moment, leaving everything behind.
No matter how beautiful life is, there will always be a little tiredness after a long time, so take time to relax and let yourself change your mentality-whether it is work or life, you must be relaxed and moderate.
The inn is a small inn with a duplex structure. It is divided into upper and lower floors. The area is not large. Apart from the lobby, the first floor only has the kitchen, the utility room, and the boss' room.
The lobby is divided into three parts, the dining area, the activity area, and a small reading area separated by wooden railings—just a wooden bookshelf, and a few small tables with paper and pens beside the table; the bookshelves are not Celebrity biographies, or literary novels, are the stories of past travelers staying here. Some of them are written by themselves, and some of them are told to the boss. The stories are different, and they are all sections of life.
This boss is very thoughtful.
Qin Guanglin thinks so.
Most of the people who run inns in Belvedere are talkative, and the owner of this house is the same. He is hospitable and has a wide range of knowledge. He can chat with people for a day no matter what the topic is.
According to him, it was the summer more than ten years ago. He returned from a trip to Licheng, and one night he tossed and turned and couldn’t sleep. A thought lingered in his heart all the time. After struggling with it for several days, he returned to Licheng with all his belongings. In the city, he bought this small inn and became an innkeeper since then.
"Free and easy!" Qin Guanglin had to give a thumbs up.
"Hey, you were young back then."
The innkeeper just smiled, and he was stringing shells in his hands. No matter when he was talking or silent, he didn't stop his movements. After stringing, he hung it up, and it was a string of delicate wind chimes.
Seeing Qin Guanglin turn back and change a book from the bookshelf, he asked, "Is there any story left here?"
The boss in his forties was very soft-spoken, as if he had never spoken loudly, Qin Guanglin was a little envious of his gentle appearance.
It must be very good to run such an inn with a wife and children.
It's a pity that I can only think about it, this kind of life is not suitable for him.
"Stories... I don't have any stories." Qin Guanglin shook his head, "I've spent half my life in Los Angeles, so what kind of stories can I have.
Drawing every day... Well, as I said before, I draw manga, and every day besides drawing, I accompany my wife to buy vegetables, cook and watch the children. He turned his head and gestured to He Wu who was at the door, and said with a smile: "The purpose of coming out is to collect folk songs and find inspiration." "
Compared with the paragraphs of life on the bookshelf, his life is indeed the most ordinary one, far from being a story.
"I read your comics, it's pretty good."
"Thank you, is there any story about you?... I'm quite curious." Qin Guanglin asked.
"Mine?" The boss seemed to be stunned, and said with a smile: "I'm almost like you, every day is a trivial matter... Occasionally, when I meet an interesting passenger, I will record it casually. It's on the far left over there, the one in the middle."
"Well, take a look when you have time."
After chatting for a while, Qin Guanglin didn't bother him anymore, so why not go out to look for him. It's a bit hot in the afternoon in August, but fortunately it's cooler here, and it's good to sleep on the eaves in the afternoon.
"How do you feel? There's also Cherry Blossom Avenue over there. When are you going to visit?"
"Wait until the afternoon, when the sun goes down." He Wei narrowed his eyes lazily, looked at the book in his hand, reached out to take it, and stuffed the book on his belly into his hand to complete the exchange.
Qin Guanglin didn't express anything about her behavior. He looked at Yuankong and took a deep breath. The environment here is really good. It's a slow city. Living here is much better than Los Angeles.
"This inn is quite stylish. If you want, we can make a deal and live here leisurely like him." He said.
"Can you serve people every day?" He might as well glance at him.
"That's right, it's enough to serve you and your daughter every day."
Qin Guanglin looked at the boss in the lobby, he really couldn't do this job, it was tiring enough to serve his wife for more than a year when he was pregnant.
"This one looks good. I heard that the bosses of many other inns pretend to be human. When they meet girls who travel alone, they get close. After getting acquainted with them, ask them: Would you like to stay and be my proprietress?" ?"
Why not look at the top of your head and dangle on the recliner, "Then break up when you get tired of playing, and wait for the next girl who gets hooked."
"How do you know?" Qin Guanglin was surprised, and turned his head to look at the inn on the street, feeling a little unimaginable.
"My roommate was cheated when I was traveling here, giving people for nothing..."
Doing it all over again is really not a panacea, she has been vaccinating with Chen Yan all the time, and even found a lot of examples to send to Chen Yan, but that girl really thinks that she has found true love, and she can't extricate herself from falling into it.
A person who is determined to go his own way is hard to save even a god.
"Hey, lady boss, it's quite tempting. If I were a woman, maybe I would be given by this boss..."
Qin Guanglin looked at the lobby and clicked his tongue. The boss's wife and daughter were all here, otherwise he would have charmed many people.
"You still like men?" He Wu frowned.
"... I mean if, if I were a woman."
"If it doesn't work, it's disgusting."
"All right, all right, it's okay." Qin Guanglin pinched her lips with his finger, "Do you want something to drink or eat?"
"No, I'll go back to the house and take a nap, you can rest here."
He Wu stretched his waist and stood up, his body in his thirties had already faded away, like a ripe peach, with the demeanor of a mature woman.
This is her original appearance... Although she was youthful and beautiful when she was young, the vague sense of maturity always made people feel a little uncoordinated.
"Would you like to sit together?" Qin Guanglin couldn't help but extend the invitation.
"Shall we go up to take a nap together?" Why not turn around and ask.
"...Forget it, it's good for me to rest here."
Qin Guanglin lay down on the rocking chair sadly, somewhat missing himself when he was young.
So many great memories...
In the past, I was still alive and kicking three times in two days, but now I am exhausted after two times in three days. Time is really not forgiving.
Under the eaves, the breeze blows.
The wind chimes are bursting, mixed with the sound of cicadas, making up a leisurely afternoon.
(end of this chapter)