Chapter 195: Are you lonely? (One more)
The young man who has become Fu Shao has a clear and clear voice, and it is really beautiful, "It's Ferrari. Looking at the license plate is facing South City, I didn't expect that people in this small place really have some avenues."
Behind him, there was still a creaking and crisp sound.
Ding Dong, with the sound of the bell in the elevator, the sixth floor arrived. Wei Sheng stepped out of the elevator carrying his schoolbag and found his room by following the house number on the key.
The reason why the resort is more expensive than other hotels and folklore in the ecological zone is that the hotel is on the top of the mountain.
The room was better than Wei Sheng expected. It was forty square meters in size. On the right side of the door was the bathroom. The clean and luxurious bathtub added a few grades to the bathroom.
The dark green curtains in the room opened to reveal a floor-to-ceiling window door. Outside was a large balcony. Looking out, it was the piste below. At this time, many tourists were already skiing.
The cold air is very fresh, and it is inhaled into the lungs to remove the cold.
Wei Sheng has always been very picky about the hotel's accommodation environment and comfort level. Maybe everyone has different hobbies. For her, clothes and outfits are not necessary, not expensive and brand names. After all, she is not a socialite who eats by socializing.
But accommodation is a kind of enjoyment for her, and it is also a relaxation after tiredness.
It is not a waste of extravagance to choose a five-star hotel or above, and the price is not too expensive for her in her previous life.
It is not so much to choose a good hotel, as it is to choose soft and comfortable beds, high-quality service attitude, and satisfaction in various details. The selection of bedding products in star-rated hotels is very rigorous, almost all of them have royal brands. It is really difficult to come down after living in the habit. The details are not enough for outsiders, so the bedding products in the previous World Weisheng’s home are all selected. The royal brand of star hotels.
For a madman with a career as a race car driver, the money earned from his life is more willing to use it to enjoy life, at least to make himself and his family live more comfortable.
After standing on the balcony to eat the apple, Wei Sheng turned back to the room, called the front desk to send a disposable bathtub film and red wine, and planned to enjoy it alone on the top of the snow mountain on New Year's Day.
And she did the same that night.
After taking a bath, the little figure was alone holding a wine glass, surrounded by a woolen blanket on the bed, sitting cross-legged on a sun lounger on the balcony, facing the mountain breeze, looking at an unknown distance through the faint night light.
Suddenly feel a little lonely.
At this time, every household should be a fish and meat banquet with happy characters, a lively and cheerful atmosphere.
After touching out the touch-screen phone placed on the side table, Wei Sheng dialed the number of Yang Jiajia of the world, but in the end there was just a busy tone.
She called Cyril again, and the other party quickly answered the phone. Wei Sheng said Happy New Year, but only then did he remember that the time over there did not coincide with this time. According to the same schedule, the world was about the same as this time. One month's time difference.
After all, it was September 2nd when she fell over there, and here it was already the end of September and was about to have a small holiday.
What's more, saying a happy new year to a foreigner, she gave a helpless smile, and the roar of music from the phone also proved that Cyril was partying with friends.
Wei Sheng didn't bother much, so he hung up the phone with a few words.
Raising his hand to drink the scarlet viscous liquid in the cup, fireworks suddenly bloomed above the sky, the colorful colors, warm and dazzling.
She put down the wine glass in her hand, her hands were trumpet-shaped, and shouted to the sky with the sound of loud fireworks, "Are you lonely!"
The sound of fireworks stopped abruptly, and the sound floated to the distance, echoing in the mountains.
"Are you lonely?" Suddenly, a male voice sounded not far away from him, his voice as light as a mountain spring, but with a hint of mockery.
Wei Sheng turned his head abruptly, and through the second round of fireworks in the sky, he could see clearly on the balcony connected to the next room. He was also standing upright, facing the fireworks, with his hands in the pockets of the light gray home clothes. Staring sideways at her.
It was the young man who met in the elevator and was supposed to stay in the executive suite on the eighth floor.
As if he could see what Wei Sheng was thinking, the man said indifferently, "The eighth floor is full. The one I booked has no snow scene."
Wei Sheng squirmed his lips, turned and walked quickly into the room, closed the balcony door, and pulled the curtains tightly with a crash.
In the early morning of the next day, Wei Sheng was awakened by the ding-ding-dong slamming of the door. She touched the phone on the bedside table to check the time, but saw it showed 6:15.
With his hair like a chicken coop, putting on a black vest and trousers, Wei Sheng opened the door with sleepy eyes, and saw a group of people hulling at the door.
Gao Rui stepped into the house first and exclaimed, "Fuck, you live in a snow-view room by yourself? Such a big bed!" As he said, he jumped onto the bed and was bounced back and forth twice.
Shao Bingran, brothers and sisters surnamed Tai and Fan Xiaodong stepped into the house one after another, and finally Cui Xian in white cotton clothes.
Wei Sheng yawned and asked, "Why are you here?" She received a call from Gao Rui last night and had already told him the room number, but she didn't expect everyone to find it so early.
At this time, Fan Xiaodong stepped forward and grabbed the phone next to the pillow and exclaimed, "CS998? Wei Sheng, what is your background?" After that, he dropped the phone again and picked up the other phone on the bedside table, "Huh. What kind of phone is this? Why don’t you have a keyboard? Game console?"
Everyone's eyes were attracted by his cry.
Oops! Wei Sheng suddenly came to his senses, strode forward and snatched another phone in Fan Xiaodong's hand. He turned around and entered the inner compartment of his schoolbag casually, muttering in his mouth, "Don't move."
Others hadn’t seen it clearly just now. Seeing Wei Sheng’s nonchalant attitude, they didn’t take it seriously. Only Fan Xiaodong scratched his head and yelled, “What’s wrong with letting me play? Be stingy!” After speaking, he turned back and opened the curtains and opened the balcony door .
"Oh my God, did you drink yourself?" Fan Xiaodong exclaimed and picked up the half bottle of red wine left on the balcony coffee table.
A cold wind poured into the room, and Wei Sheng, who was stuffing his schoolbag under the bedside table, was an agitated spirit. As soon as he turned around, he saw his sweater flying towards him.
"Put it on." As always, Cui Xian's face was so cold that there was no expression.
Wei Sheng caught the sweater and put it around on his body, and walked back into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. Fan Xiaodong ran after the door of the toilet, leaning against the door with his chest folded and asked, "Wei Sheng, what on earth do you do at home?"
"Developing gallery." Wei Sheng replied while brushing his teeth, without looking at him.
Fan Xiaodong asked with bright eyes, "Chain hairdressing? Is hairdressing a new era?"
He said that both of the two hairdressing chains have just ranked among the top domestic hairdressing chains in the past two years. It seems that they are hairdressing brands that have flowed in from Taiwan. Wei Sheng shook his head and turned to look at him with a grin, "Lichun Hair Salon."
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