Speaking of the strangest tenant this year, it is the guest who stayed in 1101, grabbed three rooms three days in advance, and has not been out since check-in.

This guest, surnamed Wang, is a lady, and after coming to take a long-cherished rest, she only checked in, and has not checked in for a bicycle, because each room is equipped with a bicycle key, and the double room is equipped with two bicycle keys.

There is an uncle who watches the bicycle downstairs, and he often smokes a cigarette for an afternoon. He smoked very slowly, using the smallest Mars, and his bicycle had a business because he borrowed and repaid.

Clean and tidy streets, often with ordinary couples appearing on the bike lanes. Faced with the unsatisfactory life, He Li often feels scared.

Because an unsatisfactory life is a hurdle, and this hurdle is often like a river between He Li and Lin Yi, and it will never reach the other side of each other.

The Weaver Girl Cowherd will have a magpie bridge to support, and the story of the Seven Fairies seems to have lost some important role, and without the heavenly court of the male gods, how long is it from the end of destruction.

When they came to the island for a relaxing time this time, the three sisters all wanted to see what kind of person this Ms. Wang was.

After all, strangers rarely come to the island, and although it was the first time he came to the island, Hoba had a sense of déjà vu.

The bride, Hoba, is pregnant and has settled on the island, but this strange lady Wang has a mystery.

Whether it is deliberately avoiding or deliberately avoiding reality, the reality is that the hurdle lies between people. On the other side, Ms. Wang was writing a horror story novel about the South Vietnamese Kingdom in her room, and the story had been written for a day and a night.

The environment of the hotel is elegant and has good sound insulation, in order to focus more on writing. She drank the tea in her bag while writing the novel, she didn't expect that she would be afraid of the atmosphere of horror novels, since she started writing horror novels about Nanyue, the tea was always not enough, probably because the air conditioning was turned on in the room.

There are still two book friends who still haven't appeared, only the waiter and the hotel manager have appeared. Speaking of this hotel manager, he is such an interesting person, with a sweet appearance and a beautiful voice.

Usually the manager stays at the front desk to watch the guests come and go, and occasionally goes to the 11th floor to see Ms. Wang, because she always stays in the hotel.

I don't go out to see the scenery of the island, and the boss An Da'an also takes special care of himself, so he can't help but let the guests feel a little bit of enthusiasm.

Because these two old book friends are also sea people who have lived on the island since childhood, and make a living by fishing all the year round, this time I heard that Ms. Wang wanted to take advantage of the Golden Week to travel to the island, so I gave her a sum of money to book a hotel.

The long-cherished hotel is a newly opened hotel in recent years, and the islanders say that the hostess is beautiful and generous, like someone from a big city.

But a day and a night passed, and they did not see their familiar figures. Ms. Wang was a little worried about them, so she picked up the map on the table and looked at the watch at about one o'clock.

It's time to head down for a seafood feast and take a bike ride to see the island's sights. There are bicycle lanes on the island, and there are no cars during the holidays, so cycling has become the most basic means of transportation.

But every year during Golden Week, there are cars to pick up and drop off guests, and there are parade floats with beautiful women.

The hotel is furnished with rattan furniture, and the newly renovated ** has a little formaldehyde smell. Ms. Wang took the car keys and checked the travel guide while navigating to the most fashionable restaurants to eat.

While riding the bike, she was still thinking about how to write the story of the South Vietnamese Kingdom next. The feeling of fear in my heart gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a relaxed mood and a feeling of freedom to soar between heaven and earth.

Invisible Lovers is the hippest restaurant on the island, serving the freshest seafood. Ms. Wang followed the navigation, and quickly found the place by bicycle, took out a book, and read it while waiting for the food.

Half an hour later, the seafood feast was delivered to you. In order to eat the restaurant's special dishes, Ms. Wang specially booked a place an hour in advance and ordered a seafood feast online.

This time, the main course is a large lobster, the side dish is a seafood salad, and the soup is a mushroom seafood soup. Ms. Wang, who doesn't usually drink much, finally took a sip of fruit wine, which she made at home.

It was seen by the service staff and reminded that you can't bring your own drinks. At the end of the day, after the meal, I had to give a part of the tip.

When I walked out of the hotel, I found that my bicycle had been pushed away, and there were traces of wheels on the ground, mixed with a little blood.

The pale red blood stains seemed to smell of seawater, maybe it was a sea fish, not necessarily human blood.

Luckily there are cameras that can find out who pushed the bike. According to the camera, it was a sturdy young man, dragging a bag of sea fish and disappearing around the corner.

Because it is the Golden Week period, there are many tourists, and no one knows this young man for the time being. Later, he finally found a slipper in the sea salt field, and few ordinary tourists would come to the sea salt land.

The police said: The bicycle was found in a gazebo opposite, and the person may have been washed away by the sea.