At this time, I heard a little girl in the room whispering to me, "Uncle, please bring back the ball, okay?"

After hearing this, I picked up the ball dissatisfied, and as I walked over there, I muttered, "It's okay for children not to be like this, playing with the ball in the middle of the night will disturb others!"

When he said this, he had already walked to the door, and threw the ball into it, and at this time he saw that the room was dark, and the sound of a woman snoring came from the bed in the room.

At the same time, there was a little girl wearing a Japanese kimono flower skirt standing on the ground, and the little girl was about six or seven years old.

When he saw me, he waved to me with a smile on his face and asked me if I wanted to come in and play together.

In this case, I could only smile wryly and close the door of the other person's room.

After all this was done, I went back to sleep, and the next morning we found out that the hotel was serving breakfast.

Anyone who lives here can enjoy a tasting free of charge.

Wang Ruohan and I took the room card of the hotel, came directly to the breakfast room, the whole morning looked very deserted, no one in the hotel except for the two of us was eating, breakfast was completely held in the form of self-departing, what you want to eat is free.

I didn't have much of an appetite in the morning, and there wasn't much to eat in the whole hotel.

I drank a bowl of porridge casually, and at this time I saw a waiter who was busy cleaning up the table, so I casually asked: "Waiter, there are very few people in your hotel!"

After hearing my question, a waitress in her 20s nodded and replied with a smile while packing up her things: "But there are really few people in the off-season of travel, maybe the reason why everyone likes to sleep lazy, this morning is just the two of you!"

The waitress spoke in a very sweet voice, so she opened the conversation, and I chatted a little by the way, and in the course of the chat, I asked, "By the way, is there a lone woman among the guests, bringing a child of six or seven years old, who are they? It seems that they have been staying here for two days." ”

The waiter was stunned for a moment and replied, "There are no such guests, I remember that all the guests who come here now are young men and women or business people, and most of them only stay here for a day and then leave." ”

I asked, "It's in room 502!"

But who knew that when I finished asking this sentence, the waitress suddenly changed her face, and immediately replied with an embarrassed smile while holding the plate: "I'm sorry sir, I'm very busy with work now, let's talk later!"

The waitress was very young, and the unnatural expression on her face was vividly expressed.

Then I felt that this was a strange thing, and I finished my breakfast in silence and was about to go back, when suddenly I saw the manager in the lobby coming over.

The manager bowed to me very politely, and then said: "Sir, I'm sorry, we made the wrong room when booking the room, and a tour team passed by before this, so sir, in order to make up for the mistake, the room rate for the first two days was completely refunded to your bank card, we have a VIP room on the sixth floor, in order to make up for the apology, please go to the sixth floor!"

Looking at the manager's appearance, I felt that the other party was lying, first of all, there were no tour groups at all in this season, and even if the other party made a mistake, he just moved me to another room casually, so why bother to make up for it.

The more reluctant I was when the other party said this, so I replied: "But last night that room was very comfortable, I still want to continue to live, so that the tour group can move some places?"

The couple showed an embarrassed expression on their faces, and then said to me: "It's really our hotel's mistake, otherwise giving you a bottle of wine wine worth 1,000 yuan is a kind of compensation, what do you think?"

Of course, I can't agree with the more the other person says this, the more it explains the problem.

But I nodded on the surface and replied, "Well, I borrowed something from the people in room 502 yesterday, and I'll return it and change rooms again!"

When I said this, I was about to go upstairs, but the manager followed behind me and said that he wouldn't let me go up, and even began to have a physical conflict, so when the two of us squeezed to the elevator door, I followed the boss and followed the boss, a fat man in his 50s, wearing a fat tracksuit.

After the boss saw the two of us, he immediately reprimanded: "Manager, what's the matter with you, how do you be rude to the guests, I don't know if the visitor is a guest!"

When he said this, the koi fish was immediately speechless, and then several of us stopped at the intersection of the elevator and were silent.

At this time, the boss patted me on the shoulder and kept asking me to go to the conference room, and after I swaggered into the other party's office, the manager also came.

After sitting down, the boss said, "Let's be honest, I'll transfer a room for you for your own good, you can take a look at this record first!"

When the boss said this, he suddenly took out a notebook left by the guests in the hotel.

I simply flipped through it and found that most of it was suggestions written on the message board by some hotel staff.

Generally speaking, every hotel has such a thing, and every guest has the right to write down their comments or dissatisfaction with the hotel before leaving.

But in reality, very few people can do that.

When I opened it with curiosity, I found that there were a lot of things written in it, and none of these things were written by one person, judging from the handwriting, there were men and women, even old and young.

It didn't seem to be a disguise, I frowned and looked down, and at this time I saw the first diary entry: "I don't want to come to this hotel again, whenever I take a bath, I can always hear inexplicable songs, the sound is very beautiful, but I really don't want to appreciate it, because every time I come out, I always feel that there is a person hidden behind the glass!"

It looks like a message from a woman.

I scrolled down with curiosity, and I saw that there was a child writing next: "I told my mother that there was an aunt outside the door who waved to me and wanted to teach me to sing, but my mother always didn't believe me, and it made me very upset!"

What's going on?

It doesn't look like these messages are ordinary.

As I continued to scroll down, there were more and more of these comments.