After a moment, the receptionist couldn't help but swallow.

"It's okay to rent clothes, but you have to add five dollars, you ......"

"Deal!"

The old man nodded, and pulled out a few crumpled bills from his tattered wallet.

With the money, he hesitated for a long time before finally handing it over.

When the money left his fingertips, he quickly picked up the room card and walked away without looking back.

He was afraid that he would stay a little longer, just

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