Below the four words is the job number, and ordinary employees only have the number, not those four words. By the way, the proprietress also gave Mengyao a special reward, that is, two days off, seven days a week, no matter which day you rest, just make up enough for two days!

I can't help but say that Mengyao is really happy this month. She feels that since she gave birth to a child after marriage, the days in the past ten years have not been as happy as these days, and she is still very heroic and domineering in her heart.

Yes, she's metamorphosing.

Led by the proprietress and much stronger. Now she feels that she is not a cicada on a fence at all, but a butterfly that has broken out of its cocoon, and danced with the most beautiful brilliance to spin the most majestic value of life.

After getting her first month's salary, she went to the mall with other sisters and rode her bicycle to Langfang. Spring is here, and it's not too much to buy a new dress and a pair of leather shoes, and she loves beauty and smiles from ear to ear.

Plan to wear a floral skirt and go for a walk around the neighborhood this Sunday. This winter, the haze that has always lingered, and now finally the willow silk is gently revived, and she is overflowing with uncontrollable joy.

Hexiwu, located in the middle of Tianjin and Beijing, is an important transportation hub and the only way through Beijing and Tianjin. The reason why the hotel has endured for so many years is actually because of the light of a lot of terrain. During the day, the locals come to eat, and at night, the people who dine are even more endless, and they are all drivers who pull goods, all of them are foreigners, and the outsiders also have to stay, so it is an increase in income.

this day.

The peach blossoms on Mengyao's sideburns are hot and itchy again, which is very uncomfortable, and it can be said that it is the most serious one at present, which makes people feel uneasy and annoying. The eldest sister in the kitchen found a piece of white smoking paper for her, picked a piece the size of a soybean, soaked it in water, and pasted it in the middle of the peach blossom on Mengyao's sideburns.

The eldest sister said that maybe this was useful, and suppressed it with white pieces of paper, which meant jumping and jumping in vain. It is the same as saying goodbye in vain, and it is useless to leave quickly if it is not good, and it is useless to itch and fever. Fortunately, it was a whole day, and nothing special happened.

It was already dusk, and the few street lamps outside the hotel were lit up one after another, and the orange light was like a curtain, slowly lingering around the lampposts. In the twilight, the clear Qionghua shines in through the glass window, and a thin layer of frost seems to be condensed on the ground, adding to the coolness of the night.

The mopping curtains swayed, and the wisps of the breeze stirred the linen-colored tablecloth on the dining table.

It's already ten o'clock, and there is still half an hour before closing.

On the first floor, there were two more guests dining, but it was also nearing the end. In order not to affect the mood of the guests, Mengyao cleaned the table on a small scale, wiped the idle table, and then cleaned the waste paper on the ground.

Because she wanted to finish tidying up quickly and go back to the dormitory to write a letter to her mother. Report this month, since the separation of those two demons, the time has come to live the good news of the life of a god.

Taking advantage of the free time to twist around, the out-of-town driver who got up with a full burp suddenly pinched Mengyao's buttocks, which really scared her. Dream Yao rubbed away from the distance, as if he had been shocked.

"What are you doing?"

Before Meng Yao could continue to resist, a young man with an elegant appearance, speaking pure Mandarin, stopped and scolded him.

"What do you care about me? You don't have to worry about eating radishes so salty, your brain is caught in the door panel, you are sick. After the drunken middle-aged greasy man finished speaking, he raised his fist and slammed it at the temples of the quiet young man, because he was short and had to try to tiptoe.

Although the burly young man wore glasses, he did not panic, and only turned his head slightly. This guy, because of the excessive force, didn't do much, he himself lost his balance first. After swooping into the air, the pig's head couldn't hold its feet, and his nose and face were swollen on the table.

When he got up to face everyone in complete embarrassment, everyone couldn't bear to look at him, seeing that the corners of his mouth quickly swollen, and his nose and eyes spurted out two pillars of blood. So he didn't care about beating people arrogantly, so he quickly pretended to be cowardly, covered his nose to stop the bleeding, and kept screaming.

Meng Yao covered his mouth with his hands and screamed in surprise, at a loss.

At this moment, the peach blossoms on her sideburns and flickered, Meng Yao couldn't help but raise her hand to cover it, it was hot, and the piece of white paper slipped off at some point.

"Check the room of this guest who drinks too much, let the waiter carry him away, and then ask Xiao Li, who understands medicine, to briefly deal with the skin injury. After returning to the room, send 2 waiters to handle the door to avoid trouble. At this time, the male foreman heard the sound and spoke.

So seven or eight people rushed up, put the drunkard up and went upstairs.

The hall was suddenly silent, and only Meng Yao and him were left.

"Thank you."

Meng Yao was polite to the elegant man, but when he looked up and naturally glanced at him, he was stunned.

This?

He actually has good-looking cheeks, and he also has a neat and beautiful head shape, not at all like the small flat head of rural people.

White shirt, blue suit?

At the moment, they are looking at each other!

The man suddenly smiled, "Ha, don't you know me?" ”

Oh, the standard baritone!

Seeing that Mengyao's thoughts were surging and silent, he asked in a low and mischievous voice, "Do you like me?" After saying that, he was a little shy, and in order to hide it, he turned his face to look at the dark night outside the window.

"Huh?" Meng Yao's cheeks blushed when he heard this.

His words are round, melodious and frustrating, low and magnetic, sexy and pure, fresh and refreshing. Only these two words, but the aftermath is stirring, like a scorching summer style, warming her cold throughout the winter.

At this moment, the man's lips are lightly opened, his smiling muscles are slightly raised, his mouth is full of teeth, exuding an irresistible charm, slender and tall but not too rough figure, like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant but magnificent, independent and independent, exuding a strong force that dominates the world.

This sentence of "like", did he ask it?

The buzzing in his ears made Meng Yao feel that his words did not have the slightest hint of frivolity, blasphemy, and teasing.

Her cheeks were crimson, and the boundary between her sideburns and the peach blossoms on her sideburns was not very clear, and the peach blossoms were no longer dull, no longer bright or dark, but scorching and gorgeous. Looking at him, it was as if there was a torch in his heart, lighting the dark night, and everything was so bright and warm.

Meng Yao suddenly remembered.

That night, I fainted on the fence and was drenched in the rain, and I had a dream, and the man who sang in the dream was him?

Is there really fate, really a prophet? Is there really God's guidance? Could it be that the male god in the painting I worshipped as a teenager came alive? Didn't they all say it was impossible?

I remember that my mother had already asserted that she had been searching for a long time, even if it was on the subway in Beijing, even if it was ...... I was exhausted and never found it. The mother also asserted that it was false, and that it was the effect of many people deliberately remaking it over and over again in order to fool money...... Mother?

My mother actually cheated on me?

And, cousin too?

She clutched her chest and tried to press her tumbling sea.

"Why, you are in my dreams?" She muttered despite the heat of her sideburns.

"A piece of paper falling flowers, a piece of paper is desolate, listening to the wind at night, fading the madness, the years have already been on the forehead, and there is a shallow wound. The long years, the fragrance of flowers, spring flowers and autumn moons, red dust, flying infinite thoughts, picking up the spring sunset flowers...... That's what you're singing in your dreams? After Mengyao finished chanting, he reminded him who was stunned.

"Huh? This is indeed what I wrote, but how could you? He also flashed a look of ignorance.

The man looked at Meng Yao, and he was also stunned there.

"Spring is strong, afraid of swallows, return to hate late, empty talk, overlooking the building, the courtyard of the house. If you want to go out of the capital, you will join hands with Chai Men to cover. In front of the lamp, leaning on the screen window, see ...... every day This is also what you sang for me in your dreams? ”

The man frowned, and after a moment of silence, "But you also appeared in my dream a long time ago, really." Actually, I also came to you according to my dreams. After speaking, his star-like eyes were full of noncommittality, and seeing that Mengyao didn't react, he continued, "I'm staying overnight tonight, can I invite you to come and accompany me to enjoy the moon and the stars?" ”

"Huh?"

Could it be that he misunderstood that I was that kind of woman?

"Oh, I'm not ......," Meng Yao hurriedly argued.

"This. I, I'm a good woman. ”

Although the man in front of him is ten thousand times stronger than the rough man, even if you just look at your appearance. Moreover, his side face is exactly the same as the handsome star she pasted on the wall of her home when she was a teenager, but he is more youthful than that star.

Although it seems to be familiar, although the male god who has been secretly promised in his heart when he was a teenager is the same as the one in front of him, but he didn't dare to be easy with a strange man for the first time. Although in her heart, she is shouting ten thousand willingnesses like ten thousand horses. So, standing upright, she was shy and embarrassed and flushed to her neck.

"Hey, you know what? That's when my cousin and I passed through this place, and we have already done it twice. You haven't paid attention to me this month, but I've long been in love with you. And whether you believe it or not, I must know that before that, you had appeared in my dreams many times, especially when I recognized this peach blossom. ”

"Huh?"

Although Mengyao doesn't quite understand what the "root of love" means, he can know that it is a meaty word.

Thereupon.

The embarrassment is like a shy white swan, hiding its proud cheeks and long neck deep in the white feathers on its chest, trying to cover it, and the shyness does not dare to raise its head again.

"The peach blossoms on your sideburns are not a tear shed by me in my previous life? Destined for this life, you will be found and recognized by this thing? The man was serious, not smiling, and eloquent. Mengyao listened attentively, the peach blossoms on the sideburns were burning again, and he couldn't help but hold it down with his palm, sweating slightly, and the peach blossoms gradually stabilized.

Seeing that the rest of the people were gone, he suddenly stood up, his dark eyes were filled with heat, a little clear, and disappeared immediately, looking at Mengyao gently and elegantly.

In her eyes, his shadow was reflected.

His face was extremely handsome, but it seemed to be covered with a thin veil, and he couldn't really see it. After a long time, he pulled out a delicate box from his bosom, wrapped in cherry-colored satin.

Place it on the table.

"Look, the greeting is ready, and I want to talk to you about friends. Don't you believe this? After speaking, he remained silent. Then a little bit of glint flashed under his eyes, and his eyes moved slightly, and then quickly converged.

"Huh?"

Meng Yao looked at his delicate handsome face in a daze, and opened his mouth but couldn't say anything. She has always been known for her generous and sincere words, and she is decent and kind, but she can't even speak.

He looked at Mengyao, the haunting cheeks, and said softly: "Maybe you feel abrupt, but I'm usually busy with work." If you don't give me an answer this time, the next time we meet, it's a long way off. ”

Suddenly, he frowned again, and stroked the stiff short hair between his forehead, "Do you know that when I first met you, I liked it, and it was a guide to follow a dream." The second time I came, I wanted to greet you, but I was afraid of shocking you. This, for the third time, so I mustered up the courage and just wanted to never miss you again. You are what I have been expecting and waiting for for many years. ”

Seeing that Meng Yao opened the petal mouth, he stood stupidly, at a loss, and took the initiative to smile and get up. He took the broom from her hand and helped clean the remaining two tables.

Meng Yao rubbed his hands and followed him.

His navy blue suit was straight, like a person walking down from the TV, but he also bent down and swept patiently, doing homely things kindly, in front of Meng Yao, there was no trace of the big young master's shelf.

Mengyao's originally quiet and bright eyes became thoughtful and anxious because of this major event that fell from the sky to disturb his emotions.

All of this was too sudden.

He gracefully put all the clutter in order, and also knew to close all the curtains in the hall on the first floor, and put down the roller shutter door with his hand.