Chapter Twenty-Nine: One Thousand Two Hundred Eighty Thousand
"Beauty, can I use the phone?"
Luoyang walked to the front desk of the hotel and asked calmly and naturally, trying his best to overcome the tension in his heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
He has watched a lot of spy war movies, and it is not completely useless to say that it is useless, at least he has learned how to act.
The front desk lady who was curled up on the marching bed woke up when she heard the sound, quickly lifted the quilt, turned over and got out of bed, only to see that it was dark outside, she subconsciously looked at the wall clock on the wall, it was only five twenty, she rubbed her sleepy eyes, looked at the guy in front of her who disturbed the dream, and asked in surprise: "Isn't there a telephone in the guest room?" ā
"Bad, it's been a beep." Luoyang replied.
"Oh, you can use it." The front desk lady stuffed her feet into the cute pair of Totoro slippers in front of the military bed, walked to the water dispenser, and took two cups of hot water with disposable paper cups.
One of them drank by himself, and the other was put in front of Luoyang.
"Thank you." Luoyang is not polite, he is hungry and thirsty now, even if the front desk lady hands him a steamed bun, he will stuff a few mouthfuls into his mouth regardless of the image.
After picking up the glass of water and drinking it, Luoyang lifted the telephone receiver, but he didn't dial it for a long time, because the front desk lady was holding a paper cup and staring at him directly, as if he had a few grains of rice sticky on his face.
"What are you looking at me like that?" Luo Yang asked a little embarrassed.
The front desk lady bit the paper cup and didn't speak, just made a few circles on her face with her hand.
Luoyang understood what she meant, feeling that there was really something on his face, and looking at her gesture, it seemed to be all over his face, he reached out and touched it, and it felt like he had touched a dry and cracked lacquer surface, rough, and even a little awkward.
This startled him, there must have been something strange growing on his face, after all, genetic mutations could cause any strange phenomena to occur.
Disfigurement is secondary, he has become a freak who looks different from ordinary people, there is no place for him in this world, he can only sneak into the deep mountains and old forests, to be a wild man, and live a life of drinking blood.
There was no mirror in his hand, and he couldn't figure out the situation, so he could only reach out and rub it vigorously on his face.
The rough hand thing fell off.
Luoyang spread out his palm and saw that it was not a stratum corneum, nor a scale, but the dead skin on his face was like dried glue, which calmed his nervous mood a little.
"It's been a bit dry lately."
"Well, you can rub some moisturizer or something."
The front desk lady bit the edge of the paper cup and chatted with Luoyang.
Luoyang was holding the phone, still not dialing, just looking into the eyes of the young lady and smiling awkwardly.
"Aren't you calling?" The front desk lady asked.
"Hmm." Luoyang nodded a little shyly, and then twisted and took out a stack of small cards from his pocket.
The front desk lady's eyes immediately widened, she almost choked on the water squirting out of her throat, coughed a few times, and hid the embarrassment on her face, "I'll go to the bathroom, you can fight yourself." ā
She bent down and dragged the heel of Totoro's slippers up, avoiding Luoyang's gaze in this way, and then left in a hurry with her head buried, although she worked here, and had heard of filthy rumors about the hotel, but how could there be a person like him, who actually ran to the front desk to call, it was too blatant, and his face was also thick to a certain level, looking at a very clean handsome guy, why was he so dirty, and the interest was also good, and he called at four or five o'clock in the morning.
After the young lady at the front desk left, Luoyang felt much more natural, spread out the stack of small cards on the marble countertop, and chose the most pleasing one.
It is printed with a very innocent cute girl, wearing a sailor suit, which is his favorite type.
Although he knew that the photo and himself might be completely different, he didn't care.
The call went through quickly.
"Do you offer massages?" After all, it was the first time for Luoyang to do this kind of thing, so he was inevitably a little nervous, and his voice sounded a little trembling.
A lazy voice came from the other end of the phone, and it didn't seem to have woken up yet: "Well, what kind of service does Mr. need?" ā
Luoyang didn't know what the specific types of services were, he had no experience in this area, but he needed a place where he could stay for a long time, and after thinking about it for a while, he replied, "The most expensive one." ā
"Well, well, where is the gentleman now, shall I go to you, or will you come to me?" The voice on the other end of the line was visibly refreshed.
"Can I still go to you?" Luo Yang asked with some surprise.
"Yes, it's early in the morning, I haven't gotten up yet, if you can come by yourself, it would be great."
"Do you live alone?" Luo Yang asked tentatively.
"Hmm." There was an affirmative answer on the other end of the line.
Luoyang's spirit was shocked, and he said, "I'll go to you, you give me the address." ā
"Building B2 of Fengjing on the south bank is the first elevator building on the left hand side of the gate of the community, Room 4 on the 23rd floor."
"I'm at the Lancheng Hotel right now, I'll take a taxi right over."
"What kind of taxi, next to each other."
"How to get there?"
"You're an outsider, aren't you...... Just across a fence, you turn right from the hotel and you can see the gate of the community. ā
"I'll come right over."
Luoyang hung up the phone and walked outside the hotel, but before he reached the door, he was stopped by the front desk lady who came out of the bathroom.
"Which room do you stay in, sir?"
"What?" Luoyang pretended not to understand.
"Isn't the phone in your room broken, you tell me which room it is, and I'll notify the staff to repair it."
"This ...... I'm in a bit of a hurry, so I'll go first. ā
Luoyang said a perfunctory word, then quickened his pace and left the hotel without looking back.
When he arrived on the road outside, Luoyang followed the prompt of Miss Dong on the phone, turned right and walked less than 20 meters, and saw the gate of Fengjing on the south bank.
After entering through the small open door next to it, turn left into the elevator of Building B2 and press the 23rd floor.
Luoyang's heartstrings, which had been tense, finally relaxed, and were replaced by another kind of tension.
But compared to the tension of hanging by a thread and having nowhere to hide, this tension is simply insignificant.
He was even in the mood to look in the mirror, he moved his body to avoid the few small advertisements that were eye-catching, and with the help of the aluminum alloy mirror of the elevator door, he looked at his current appearance, which was really a little embarrassed, wearing an ill-fitting leather jacket on his upper body, and the jeans on his lower body were also shorter, and on his feet were a mille-feuille shoes with a completely incompatible style, which he still passed all the way from Gyeonggi Region, and I am afraid that it is the only thing on his body that still belongs to him.
Other than that, there was really nothing left, and even the appearance became unfamiliar.
Luoyang feels that he is not like his former self, and he doesn't know if it is due to weight loss or genetic changes.
Luoyang was very happy with such a change, and if his appearance could be completely changed, it would be easier for him to survive.
Luoyang used the aluminum alloy mirror to observe the changes in his appearance, and tore off the dead skin on his face, so as not to scare others.
Bite!
The elevator goes to the designated floor.
The fourth room was at the end of the corridor, and Luoyang stepped forward and rang the doorbell.
"Here we are."
There was a muffled voice in the room, accompanied by the sound of rushing water, as if he was brushing his teeth.
But after a while, the door was opened, and there was a cute girl wearing one-piece dinosaur pajamas standing behind the door, the age looked very small, I don't know if she was twenty, combing two ponytails, and the photo on the small card was seven points similar, and there was no smell of wind and dust that Luoyang expected, just washed her face, and there were crystal droplets on her face, looking very refreshing, if it wasn't for calling to make an appointment, Luoyang really couldn't believe that this girl was doing this kind of business.
But Luoyang didn't come for this, she didn't care if the little girl looked good or not, and she didn't even take a closer look.
Without waiting for the other party to greet him, he went in with his shoes on.
The three bedrooms were opened and looked at it, and only after making sure that the little girl lived alone did he relax.
"Alas, why are you so rude." The cute girl didn't say hello to Luoyang, and she didn't take off her shoes, so she was a little unhappy.
"I'm sorry." Luoyang retreated to the doormat and stood, and sincerely apologized to the cute girl.
The cute girl was not really angry, and seeing that Luoyang admitted his mistake and was very sincere, she forgave him, took out a pair of men's cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet, and handed them over: "Put them on." ā
After Luoyang changed his slippers, he asked a little jerky and restrained: "I don't know how you set this price?" ā
"Five-six-eight pack clock, eight-six-eight pack night." The cute girl smiled sweetly, her eyebrows and eyes were bent, very innocent, but the words that came out of her mouth were completely two extremes, giving people an inexplicable sense of evil.
"How long is the bell? How long is the night? Although Luoyang didn't come with crooked thoughts, he was still teased for a while and his mouth was dry, and when he asked this, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
"Five hours for the clock, twelve hours for the night." The cute girl explained, took two steps forward as she spoke, pushed open the glass door of the bathroom, and turned around and asked, "Mr., do you want to take a shower first?" I can help you......"
Luoyang glanced at the bathroom where the lights were still on, and saw two pink girls' underwear hanging on the coat hook, with many kittens printed on them, which looked very cute, and almost couldn't keep the bottom line, so he agreed half-pushed.
But thinking of his current physical condition, he still forcibly held back and continued to ask, "What about Bao Ri?" ā
The cute girl tilted her neck and laughed stupidly: "Of course it's a day." ā
The hairs on Luoyang's body stood up in an instant, there was a feeling of blood and veins, and the soreness and pain on his body also intensified, he couldn't help tossing, and quickly explained: "I mean Baotian." ā
"Oh, that's it." The cute girl looked like a reflex arc was too long, and it took a long time to react, and after speaking, she glanced at Luoyang up and down, and saw that he was thin, and couldn't help but reveal a trace of suspicion, but asked seriously: "Are you so long-lasting?" ā
"You don't care about this." Luoyang replied in an evasive manner.
"Hee-hee, I haven't taken over the guests yet, I want to think about it." The cute girl wrenched her fingers on the spot and counted the accounts, and after about half a minute, she calculated it clearly, and asked Luoyang's opinion: "One thousand two hundred and eight, how about it?" ā
"You can do anything, right?"
"Yes."
"Deal!"