"Just now I thought you were one person, and I told you the price of one person, but now you have two people, so eighty. The waiter pursed his lips, looking very impatient, and explained with a cold face.

"The room is still that room, why should there be one more person, and one more person will be charged!" Jiang Cong was very unconvinced, and shouted directly.

"That's the rule here. The waiter said coldly, his eyes full of contempt.

Peng Qiao's right hand was inserted into his trouser pocket, his face was blue and white for a while, and then he turned his head and looked at Jiang Cong with a wry smile.

Growing up together, Jiang Cong instantly understood, but he felt very unwilling, is this because we are outsiders to bully? He reached out and snatched the banknote in the waiter's hand, and said indignantly: "Go! Don't live here!"

When Jiang Cong grabbed the money, Peng Qiao also understood what he meant, and at this time he had already carried the box in his hand, and then the two of them fled for their lives, rushing upward, for fear that this was a black shop and detained them!

The waiter was stupid, raised his head in a daze, followed the two outsiders, and watched them flee as if they were being chased by ghosts......

No matter what others think, your own feelings are the most real!

They scurried out of the passage and stood on the street, still feeling insecure.

Discerning the next direction, the two turned left along the road and ran forward, as if there were still people chasing behind.

After running more than ten steps, just in time for a zebra crossing, the traffic light also turned green, and the two slipped across the road to the opposite street, which can be regarded as a relief.

The stairs were too high, and I was too nervous just now to ignore the weakness, and as soon as the heart I was carrying at this moment fell, the two of them almost fell to the ground.

"Ahh

"yes, I'm tired. Jiang Cong also held his knees and sighed for the rest of his life.

After a pause, the two looked up and looked around, giving birth to a sense of amazement that the world was big and they didn't know where to go.

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Cong asked tentatively: "Otherwise, let's go to the White Buddha you said and try our luck? Maybe there will be the last train!"

Peng Qiao's eyes turned cold, and he glanced at Jiang Cong, his voice seemed to be colder than the air, "Why don't you believe me so much!

Jiang Cong shrugged, shook his right arm, shook it in front of him, and said indifferently: "Then what do you say." ”

Peng Qiao was silent for a while, then suddenly sighed and said angrily: "You still don't give up! Then let's go to the White Buddha." ”

Jiang Cong glanced at Peng Qiao and shook his head.

"It's time for you to carry the suitcase!" Peng Qiao pointed to the box on the ground and snatched the backpack viciously!

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The night sinks like water, and the lights are on.

The bright lights illuminated the night sky, and in the lonely and cold air, the two teenagers walked lonely, although they were each other's company, they seemed so lonely!

Whether they want to or not, whether they have it or not, they seem to be desperate here, and they can only pin their hopes on that ethereal extravagance.

There is a bus from here to the White Buddha, but at the moment they are in a hurry, if they want to take the so-called last train, it is natural to arrive earlier to have more possibilities.

So they stopped a taxi, but because they were unfamiliar and inexperienced, they still stood on the side of the zebra crossing, and the taxi drove a little further, and then slowly stopped on the side of the road.

Just as they walked towards the taxi, a tricycle suddenly drifted and stopped in front of them, and the owner poked his head out and asked enthusiastically: "Are you going to the White Buddha?"

Looking at this old man who came out halfway in disbelief, Peng Qiao and Jiang Congju were speechless.

"You guys are in a hurry! Take a taxi and endure the constraints of a green light, there may be a traffic jam, you take my car, you don't have to stop all the way, I can get you there soon!"

Seeing their hesitation, the old man knew that his judgment was right, and said directly.

When he said these words, the taxi driver shook his head, gave up the business, and drove away, obviously not surprised by these half-way cutoffs for three rounds, and did not have the slightest temper.

Peng Qiao turned his head to look at Jiang Cong, who was also looking at him......

If nothing else, it is worth taking this seemingly unreliable tricycle for the much cheaper fare.

"Sit tight!" pulled another business, the old man looked very excited, shouted and flipped his wrist with his right hand, and the tricycle ran out with a clatter.

Peng Qiao and Jiang Cong, who were sitting in the back, were defenseless, and were almost overturned to the ground by this sudden sense of pushing.

In a way, the tricycle is reliable, because he does what he says, and he will go all the way to his destination without stopping.

But in terms of safety, this tricycle is very unreliable, rampage all the way, left and right, the line tends to avoid, between movement and quiet, it is simply a thousand shots.

The old man drove three wheels while proudly showing off, and the most he said was: "If you see it, you don't have to wait for the traffic light, and you don't need to stop ......."

Peng Qiao and Jiang Cong are both people who have raced motorcycles by themselves, but they still feel often frightened when they ride this tricycle......

This journey is like a nightmare, if you can give them a chance to do it again, even if you know that nothing will happen, you will definitely not get on the bus!

got out of the car, paid the car money, and watched the tricycle still rushing forward on the return trip, Jiang Cong and Peng Qiao looked at each other, feeling that their bodies were still shaking gently!

Then they turned around, and then they had time to look at the White Buddha Passenger Station.

The gate of the passenger station was closed, the silver-white iron fence, under the reflection of the lights, flashed with dazzling light, Peng Qiao retracted his gaze and glanced at Jiang Cong coldly, "I said that this place is closed, there is no car, you don't believe it, ask again and again, are you satisfied now!"

Jiang Cong sighed, did not speak, but looked around blankly, a little overwhelmed, it seems to be a bit out of place, and I don't know if there is a place to stay.

Time passed slowly, and the two stood side by side, silently silent.

At this moment, an old man walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

At first, none of them cared, but when the old man walked to them, he suddenly stopped, smiled incomprehensibly, and said in a tone that was insightful of the world, "The White Buddha Station is closed, you can't leave when you're late, I think you need accommodation, it's not safe to stay in a hotel here, it's very chaotic, you can live in my house, the accommodation conditions are good, cheap and safe." ”