Roaming in the dark

Chapter 395

When he woke up, it was almost nine o'clock in the morning, Sheng Chuncheng was startled.

He was in a daze for a while, and then realized that he was still lying on the bed, his feet were on the ground, his clothes were still on, and he was covered with a quilt, but there was still a quilt on the back of his head.Sheng Chuncheng looked up, only to find that the chef's bed opposite was empty.It turned out that when he got up and left, he was afraid that Sheng Chuncheng would be cold, so he covered Sheng Chuncheng with his quilt.

And he didn't notice it at all.

Sheng Chuncheng sat up, dizzy, last night he was always worried that there would be a call to ask him to go for a massage, he didn't even take off his clothes, and waited until he fell asleep without thinking.It may be the reason why I didn't sleep much the day before, but this sleep was so heavy, it was as if I passed out, and I have slept till now.

Sheng Chuncheng hurriedly got up, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and walked downstairs to the reception room. Xiaowei was there. Sheng Chuncheng was about to speak, but Xiaowei waved her hand:

"No, I haven't called since last night. I need your massage."

"Not up yet?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.

"Who?"

"Mr. Sun."

"How is it possible, I woke up early and even had breakfast." Xiao Wei said, "Yes, you go to the kitchen, what kind of sticks does that guy make? It's really delicious, much better than deep-fried dough sticks Yes, and that sugar cake, it's superb."

Sheng Chuncheng walked into the kitchen. The chef and the waiter were huddled on a stool in the corner, embracing each other. When they saw him coming in, they stood up quickly, a little flustered.The waiter was blushing, and he didn't even dare to look at Sheng Chuncheng, and walked away from him in a hurry.

Sheng Chuncheng pretended not to see anything, the chef came over and said flatteringly, "You haven't eaten breakfast yet, I'll make it for you."

After finishing, he said: "I really admire you, you can sleep all night just like that."

Sheng Chuncheng remembered and said, "Thank you for covering me with the quilt."

The chef said: "It's nothing, it should be, if we meet here by chance, we shouldn't take care of each other, right?"

This means that there is something in the words, and it means that Sheng Chuncheng, if you see some things, you should treat them as if you didn't see them.Sheng Chuncheng smiled.

The chef quickly prepared the sticky glutinous rice balls and sesame sugar cakes, and brought them to Sheng Chuncheng, along with a bowl of soy milk.

He stood there, rubbing his hands on his white work clothes, watching Sheng Chuncheng eat, Sheng Chuncheng took a bite of the sticky glutinous rice balls, it was really delicious, fragrant and crispy, not comparable to the deep-fried dough sticks he had eaten before.

Sheng Chuncheng nodded while eating, and the chef asked proudly, "How is it?"

"Delicious, delicious." Sheng Chuncheng held up the mallet in his hand like a wooden stick, and said, "However, it's still fried dough sticks, just like fried dough sticks. It's just delicious fried dough sticks."

This time, the chef didn't argue with Sheng Chuncheng, but said: "You stick are fried sticks, whatever you say."

After eating breakfast in the kitchen, Sheng Chuncheng went outside, stood at the door and thought for a while, but he still walked towards the main building.Walking to the entrance of the main building, Sheng Chuncheng did not go in, but continued to walk along the path in the garden, walked around the bottom of the bay, walked on the plank road of moso bamboo, and saw the pavilion from a distance. Mr. Sun was still the same as yesterday Sitting there, staring at the lake without moving.

Sheng Chuncheng stood there thinking for a while, and continued to move forward. He felt that although Mr. Sun seldom spoke, his attitude towards people was not bad. He did not speak, half because he felt that he had nothing to say, and half because he was absent-minded.

Sheng Chuncheng felt that he was just absent-minded. When he looked at him, Sheng Chuncheng had a very strange feeling. He felt that Mr. Sun gave people a very light feeling, as light as a cloud, always erratic. It seems that you are not in one place, it is clearly in front of your eyes, but it makes you feel that he is far away.

Sheng Chuncheng walked up to Mr. Sun and stopped. As he came all the way, the moso bamboo under his feet creaked. It was impossible for Mr. Sun not to hear someone coming, but he remained the same, looking at the water in front of him, motionless.A blanket was draped over his shoulders and a blanket over his knees, and his face was almost pale.

Sheng Chuncheng coughed lightly, but Mr. Sun was still indifferent. Sheng Chuncheng said, "Mr. Sun, I was waiting last night. You didn't call for a massage service."

Mr. Sun didn't look back: "I don't need a massage."

Sheng Chuncheng was stunned for a moment, don't you need a massage?You don't need a massage, but you called me over from Hangzhou on the first day of the new year?After coming, let me wait here like a fool?
Sheng Chuncheng looked at Mr. Sun, and after Mr. Sun said that, he said nothing.

Sheng Chuncheng stood for a while, and was about to turn around and go back, when Mr. Sun suddenly asked: "You said, will all the water in the world be together in the end?"

Sheng Chuncheng hesitated for a moment, and then he was sure that Mr. Sun was asking himself. Sheng Chuncheng said, "I don't know about other places, but the water here is."

"Oh, why?" Mr. Sun asked.

It seems that Mr. Sun is too ignorant of the geographical environment here.Sheng Chuncheng explained to him:

"The water here passes through the Xin'an River Hydropower Station and then reaches the Xin'an River below. If it continues down, it is the Fuchun River. If it continues to flow from the Fuchun River, it is the Qiantang River. Although there are three rivers in their names, they are actually the same river. When the Qiantang River reaches Ningbo, it enters the East China Sea at Hangzhou Bay and reaches the Pacific Ocean.”

Mr. Sun nodded slightly: "So that's how it is, that's great."

He leaned forward as if preparing to rise, but he didn't.When Sheng Chuncheng was about to go back again, Mr. Sun asked again:
"Are you local?"

"That's right." Sheng Chuncheng pointed to the intersection of water and sky in Qiandao Lake, and said to Mr. Sun: "My house is on the mountain beside Qiandao Lake. In that direction, I can't see it from here. The Xin'an River coming from Tunxi is on it. , the entrance to Qiandao Lake is already Anhui.”

After Sheng Chuncheng finished speaking, Mr. Sun still didn't express anything, and continued to sit there blankly.Sheng Chuncheng made sure that he had nothing to ask himself, so he said goodbye to him:

"Mr. Sun, when you need my service, just call."

Mr. Sun still said: "Thank you, I don't need a massage."

Sheng Chuncheng was already a little annoyed at this moment, but he still said to Mr. Sun: "Then I won't bother you."

And he nodded slightly, turned and left.

On the way back, Sheng Chuncheng felt very aggrieved, what do you mean, you don't need a massage and you still call people around, isn't that playing tricks on people?

Sheng Chuncheng walked back to the reception room, Xiaowei watched him come in, and said with a smile: "Why, no one asked you to serve, your hands are itchy?"

Sheng Chuncheng said angrily: "I asked him just now, and he said that he didn't need a massage at all. What the hell, he didn't need a massage, and he called me over from Hangzhou."

After speaking, Sheng Chuncheng picked up his mobile phone and called Mr. Mi. Mr. Mi picked up the phone. Sheng Chuncheng asked her if she could go back to Hangzhou today?

Mr. Mi asked, "What's wrong?"

Sheng Chuncheng said: "I waited all night yesterday, and none of the customers called for service. I met a customer just now and asked him. He said that he doesn't need massage at all. Since he doesn't need service, why am I still here? "

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and Mr. Mi said, "Xiao Sheng, you should stay there and wait for the guests to leave before you leave."

After Mr. Mi finished speaking, he hung up the phone with a cold and unquestionable attitude.

Sheng Chuncheng held the phone in a daze, and immediately understood that the call he made just now was really abrupt.

Mr. Sun was sent by Mr. Liu and Mr. Zhang together. When Mr. Mi called him, he also said that this guest is very important. Why it is important must be very important to Mr. Liu and Mr. Zhang.It was not Mr. Sun's request to call himself here from Hangzhou, nor was it Mr. Mi's intention. It must be Mr. Liu's intention.

Mr. Liu meant that even Mr. Mi didn’t dare to disobey. Mr. Mi told himself yesterday that he should have come over at the thirtieth year of the year. It was her request that he delayed it by one day and let him have the New Year’s Eve dinner at home. Already did myself a favor.It's good for me, I just called Mr. Mi directly, wanting to put down the pick, and put her in the army.

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