Chapter 37: MaiSakatoku

Ai Kun closed the computer, put it in his school bag, took the three cups of coffee he had just made, and returned to the departure lounge.

"Give."

Ai Kun handed the coffee to Jiu De Mai and Chu Zihang.

"Did you buy it before you went to the toilet or after you went to the toilet?" Mai took the coffee.

"I bought it before I went to the toilet, and then I went into the toilet with coffee, and I brought it back to you after going to the toilet without washing my hands."

"Disgusting!"

Mai rolled her eyes, but she didn't believe that Ai Kun would do such an unhygienic and disgusting thing, so she put the straw into the cup and took a sip.

"It's so cool~"

Jiude Mai's eyes narrowed into crescents, and the coolness was conveyed to the whole body along the mouth and taste buds, and the feeling of dryness and heat disappeared, and she suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

Taipei belongs to the south, and there has just been a light rain, the humidity is relatively high, and it is only five o'clock now, and the sun is still hot. Although the air conditioning is turned on in the departure hall, there are too many people in the hall, and it will inevitably feel a little stuffy.

"By the way, how do you know I like lattes?" Mai glanced at the label on the lid of the glass.

"You asked for a glass of lemonade with honey on the plane."

Lemonade with honey means a sweet taste. In this way, when choosing coffee, you should not go wrong with latte, cappuccino, and mocha.

What these three coffees have in common is that they all have added sugar and have a sweeter taste, the only difference is the ratio of espresso to milk.

"Very careful, Senior Brother Ai, sister, I want to be your girlfriend." Mai expressed satisfaction with Ai Kun's carefulness.

Ai Kun just smiled and didn't answer.

Chu Zihang sat on the side and drank coffee silently, and the three cups were lattes. In fact, he wanted to know if Ai Kun had taken his taste into account when ordering coffee.

There should be...... bar.

"The junior sister invited the senior sister to drink coffee, and the senior sister must do something to repay the junior brother."

Jiude Mai sat next to Ai Kun with a coffee in her hand, "When we arrive in Chicago, the local time should be eight or nine o'clock in the evening, have you booked a hotel in advance?" ”

"Nope."

Ai Kun shook his head, they had planned to get a taxi to Chicago and ask the driver to take them to the nearest hotel, but they really couldn't find an Internet café to make up for the night.

"Ho, that's just right."

Mai was overjoyed, "You must be planning to find a hotel in Chicago, right?"

Still don't waste time, hotels near O'Hare airport are expensive, I've hired a guide in advance and also rented a B&B in a town 8km from the airport.

When we arrived in Chicago, a tour guide drove us to the homestay, and after a night's rest, we could let the tour guide take us out tomorrow! ”

"Three people, one homestay, is it open?" Ai Kun expressed concern.

Chu Zihang's eyebrows trembled wildly again, and he said in his heart If you don't mind, you can stay in one room, and there is no problem for me to sleep on the street.

"Who said it was one, what good do you want?"

Jiude Mai sneered, "It's a villa-style homestay, with a total of 4 rooms on the upper and lower floors!"

The homeowners, a young couple who had just gotten married, were going on a trip to Hawaii this summer, and it was a waste to leave the house vacant, so they listed the house on a homestay website for short-term rental.

Although there are many requirements, for example, women can only sleep in the master bedroom, and the deposit is also very high, and the deposit will be seized due to breach of contract at every turn.

But such B&Bs have always been in short supply, and the rent is still much cheaper than hotels, but I squatted on the website for a long time to get such a good house. ”

Sure enough, the so-called tourism is to go from a place that you are tired of seeing to a place that others are tired of.

"Senior sister is quite good at enjoying life, villa, I haven't lived in it in my life." Ai Kun sighed.

Ai Kun doesn't doubt why Jiude Mai wants to rent a homestay, judging from the Hermes T-shirt, Chanel bag, and Gucci shoes under her feet, she knows that the senior sister is the so-called little bourgeois.

"But you have to share the rent for me, and if the deposit is withheld for breach of contract, you will also share it."

"No problem, my brother has money!"

Ai Kun patted Chu Zihang's shoulder, is Young Master Chu still this short?

Amid laughter, the plane to Chicago landed at the airport.

The three of them went through the security check and boarded the plane.

The seating layout of this airliner is a little different from the previous one, from left to right, 1, 23, 45, 6, and the three are joint numbers.

Ai Kun is seat No. 3, Chu Zihang is No. 4, and Jiude Mai is No. 5.

By the way, Chu Zihang sat on Ai Kun's No. 3 seat very consciously, and gave up the opportunity to live with a beautiful woman to his good brother.

It takes a full fourteen hours to get from Taipei to Chicago.

Chu Zihang silently took out a copy of "The Snow of Kilimanjaro" from his schoolbag, the author was the American writer Hemingway, whom he liked very much.

After reading for a long time, Chu Zihang has never been able to immerse himself in this tragic story, Hemingway used a lot of stream-of-consciousness techniques when writing this book, so that the main line of the book is hidden under the surface of jumping imagery and chaos.

If you want to understand this book, you need to read and think without distractions, and Chu Zihang obviously can't do it at this moment: his attention is all on the handsome man and beautiful woman on the right side who has started grinding his ears and temples again.

Ai Kun whispered to Mai for a few more hours.

Mai is obviously not resistant to having some physical contact with the former, and even deliberately creates an ambiguous atmosphere in the faint way.

Ai Kun sensed the deliberateness of Mai Jiude, and the intuition of the god of death has always been very sharp. But Ai Kun can feel that this beautiful big sister who is a little enthusiastic has no malice.

A few hours later, after eating the plane meal, the three of them each asked the flight attendant in English for a blanket to cover their bodies and fell asleep.

When I woke up, the plane had landed at Chicago's O'Hare International Airport.

After taking their luggage, Ai Kun and Chu Zihang's two younger brothers honestly followed behind Jiude Mai to the parking lot.

"Senior sister, where is your tour guide?" Ai Kun asked, his eyes subconsciously staring at the high ponytail that kept shaking behind Jiude Mai's head, and he really wanted to reach out and pull it.

"He said he had arrived."

Jiude Mai looked left and right to look at every car parked in the parking lot, "The tour guide is Chinese who can speak Chinese, and he should drive a commercial car, you also help me find it." ”

Well?

Ai Kun tugged at Mai's high ponytail.

"What are you doing?" Jiude Mai turned around and patted Ai Kun's hand away, as if she was angry, her bright eyes and bright teeth were moving, like a rose blooming on the top of a cold wind cliff.

"I didn't see the business car, if you are Chinese, you see if it's that." Ai Kun pointed to the right.

In the corner of the parking lot, an old pickup truck, which may be older than Ai Kun, is parked.

A tall Chinese young man with an eyebrow downturned looked very happy, inexplicably giving people a feeling of "decay", leaning on the pickup with a cigarette in his mouth, and a cigarette butt under his feet.

The young man put his hands on his chest, holding an A3 printer paper with a black and white bust of Mai Jiude printed on it, and a string of English below.

"Mai Sakatoku" is the English name of Mai Sakatoku.