Chapter 542: Lusu Small Hotel

After she answered the phone, I said to her straight to the point: "I plan to go to Liangshan tomorrow to find Song Qingyi." ā€

"Is it in such a hurry?"

"The sooner the better, if you don't have time, you can also give me her full address, and I'll go by myself." ā€

"I must have time! What time is tomorrow?"

"Morning! Meet at the train station before ten o'clock. ā€

"By car?"

"Why don't you drive there?"

"It's too troublesome to take a car, and there are only two buses a day from Chengdu to Meigu County, and I have to take a bus for ten hours, so I can't stand it." ā€

I was stunned and asked, "How do you know so clearly?"

"I—I've looked it up on the Internet!" she stammered suddenly.

I didn't ask much, in fact, I did, but not as accurate as hers, so I said, "Then you can come to my place tomorrow morning to pick me up!

"No problem, I'll drive it myself. ā€

I hung up the phone with a "hmm", feeling both excited and melancholy, excited because I was about to see Song Qingyi, and melancholy because I didn't know what to say to her after we met, and I didn't know if we would have a result.

Either way, I think I'd better go and meet her and make things clear about us.

The next morning, I simply cleaned up my personal hygiene, and I didn't bring anything else, and I didn't plan to go there for a long time.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhao Qingqing called me and said that she had arrived at the entrance of the alley where I lived, and I went out to meet her.

She was dressed very refreshingly today, and she looked like she was going to travel in casual clothes.

After getting in the car, I asked her: "I just looked at the navigation, almost 600 kilometers away, and there are mountain roads among them, you ...... Will it work?"

"What is this, I think I drove to Lhasa alone back then, what mudslides, hail, snowstorms, what kind of bad weather I haven't experienced, and even mass disturbances. ā€

I looked at her and smiled, "You drove to Lhasa by yourself?"

"Isn't it awesome?"

I suddenly remembered Liu Qing, which was quite similar to her, and Liu Qing and I met on the way to Lhasa.

I sneered, "It's pretty good, but I remember there is a saying that says: marry any woman, don't marry a woman in Tibet!"

"Who told you?"

"I don't know, but I remember saying that anyway. ā€

Zhao Qingqing turned his head and glanced at me and said, "No, those of us who have entered Tibet have a pious heart in our hearts, and we are the most suitable people to be wives." ā€

I didn't argue with her, after all, I only heard.

Before getting on the highway, Zhao Qingqing first went to the gas station to fill up the gas, and we don't know what will happen on this trip, but just like that, let's go......

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Out of the ring highway on the Chengdu-Chongqing ring road, along the way Zhao Qingqing drove relatively smoothly, her driving skills are very good, there is no hesitation when overtaking, and it will not be impossible to find the brakes when slowing down.

We stopped at a service area 150 kilometers later, had a simple bowl of noodles in the service area, and I took the opportunity to smoke two cigarettes, and then we continued on to our destination.

The distance of nearly 600 kilometers is no joke, and Zhao Qingqing's speed is not slow, anyway, I haven't seen her less than 100 yards, unless there is a place for speed measurement.

I have to drive for eight or nine hours at this speed, how can anyone drive for eight or nine hours in a row, although I have no problem driving, but I still don't want to take this risk without a driver's license, and if it doesn't work, I have to go in and lock up for a few days.

So after half the journey, I asked Zhao Qingqing to go down the road in front, and we will find a place to stay first, and then we will continue to travel tomorrow.

Zhao Qingqing also agreed, I don't know where this small county is, to be precise, this should be just a small town, look at the navigation show that you have to drive more than 20 kilometers to the county seat.

It was getting late, and Zhao Qingqing didn't want to drive to the county seat anymore, after all, Ming'er had to return to the highway early in the morning, and there were also hotels in this town.

It's just that it's a terrible hotel, the roller shutter doors may have been badly deformed from being run over by heavy goods trucks for a long time, and the air is filled with the smell of gasoline and diesel.

There are also several heavy trucks parked outside the hotel, which seem to be stopovers for long-distance freight transportation.

After Zhao Qingqing parked the car, I took the lead in getting out of the car and knocked on the rolling shutter door, and the sound of the rolling shutter door was comparable to thunder.

Soon a woman's voice came from inside: "Who?"

"Staying in the hotel," I replied.

"Here ......

After a while, the roller shutter door "rumbled" up, and a slightly rich and fat woman stood at the door, squinting at me, and Zhao Qingqing behind me asked, "Are you two of you?"

I nodded, and the fat woman turned around and said, "Let's register." ā€

Zhao Qingqing and I walked into the hotel with the fat woman, and suddenly a bad smell came to my nose, I subconsciously rubbed my nose and followed the fat woman to the bar.

"You two are husband and wife, right?" the fat woman asked, looking at me and Zhao Qingqing.

"Do you have to be a husband and wife to stay in?" I wondered.

The fat woman sneered and replied, "That's not it, it's just that there is still one room, and there are more people staying in the hotel today." ā€

This hotel is not big, and there are so many cars parked outside, there must not be many rooms.

Without waiting for me to reply, Zhao Qingqing said briskly: "Then let's open a room!"

What can I say? Of course, that's all there is to it.

The fat woman also immediately said: "Take out your ID card and register it!"

Zhao Qingqing took out his ID card without saying a word, and I had to take out my ID card for registration.

After registering, the fat woman pointed to the second floor and said to us: "Upstairs 206, be careful that the corridor is narrow, don't hit your head." ā€

The corridor is really narrow, you have to bend over to barely get through, and the environment is quite bad, and there is even the sound of rats squirming through the corners of the corridor.

Zhao Qingqing seemed to be quite bold, she didn't feel anything, strode ahead of me, walked outside the room and pushed the door open.

When I got closer, there was a simple room, just a bed, a chair, a square head TV, and nothing else.

There is no separate bathroom in the room, so you have to go to a public place outside to wash your face and feet, and there are even mosquitoes "buzzing" around the room, as bad as you can say.

Zhao Qingqing was really tired, and as soon as she entered the room, she collapsed on the bed, and she didn't plan to wash her face and feet, and she didn't even take off her clothes.

After all, she had been driving for so long, and it was normal for her to be tired, so I had to step forward to help her take off her shoes and pull the quilt over her body.

I sat on the chair next to me like a piece of wood, and in the dim light, the room was filled with the damp smell of wood, and all kinds of bad smells, and I had no sleepiness in the face of mosquito attacks.

I had to light a cigarette and hope that the mosquitoes would stay away from me, but the room in this hotel was not soundproof, and the snoring sound of the next room sounded in my ears one after another, and there was even ......

There was also the thick panting of men and women, and I seemed to hear their wicked conversations.

The sound gradually became more and more pronounced, especially the woman's voice became faster and faster, and even the sound of a slap on the face could be heard.

Just when the sound was at its most intense, Zhao Qingqing suddenly came to her senses, she sat up from the bed abruptly, and looked at me with a pair of big eyes......