Chapter 209: Desperate and Disheveled

oud bang, Shen Xiujin's eyes flashed with intense disappointment before he slammed the door and left!In the ward, the woman on the bed lay like a sculpture, her face unnaturally still.One minute past,...Zhao Zhao immediately got up from the four-sided stool, picked up a celadon teacup, and handed it to the woman on the tray. As she stood up, the woman's hair was surprisingly long, reaching her waist. It was loosely gathered with a single hair tie. Reaching out, she took the celadon teacup Zhao Zhao had offered, lifted the lid, sipped it, and then replaced the lid.

"Zhao Zhao, grab the contract and follow me." The woman said, then set off towards the inside of the house, moving at an extremely slow pace.

"Boss, I'm here," Zhao Zhao darted to the counter like a madman, grabbed a brown paper bag, and ran behind the woman, following her step by step. The woman walked extremely slowly, and Zhao Zhao followed at an equally slow pace. From the eaves corridor, they climbed up to the second floor. A journey that usually took people two or three minutes took them double, even triple that amount of time. The woman walked slowly, and Zhao Zhao didn't urge her on.

I went upstairs and stood in the hallway. I could already hear a heated argument between a man and a woman.

The woman stopped in her tracks, the idleness in her eyes fading away, replaced by a hint of indifference. She couldn't understand why, but every time guests argued at the inn, this usually laid-back owner, whose temperament was always rather relaxed, would lose her usual gentleness and become someone else entirely.

Tap~

A sharp crash of porcelain echoed from within the house. The woman's face paled, and without a word, she lifted her foot and took a few more steps forward, stopping before the door to the room. She reached out and rapped on the wood.

"Open the door."

The people inside the house, preoccupied with their argument, paid no heed to the voice outside calling "Open the door".

"Here you go." The woman stepped back, creating space for ZhaoZhao to use the spare keycard. A faint "click" startled both people inside, halting their argument as they turned towards the suddenly opened door.

The door opened, and two people stood at the entrance.

The young couple inside the room relaxed immediately upon seeing that it was just a staff member from the guesthouse. They had been tense when the door suddenly opened earlier.

Suddenly, she angrily scolded: "Who allowed you to come in Don't you know about privacy Your rude behavior has already violated my and my boyfriend's privacy!"

The woman at the door, ignoring the bickering couple inside, looked around the room. "Both of you," she said, "please pack your things and leave now."

The young couple inside the room didn't expect the staff to say such things. The man flushed red and retorted, "What do you mean! We already paid for five days in advance! Why are you kicking us out Get your manager over here, I want to speak to him. How can you have such a bad employee!"

"I'm the boss."

"You're the boss, and you still tolerate such employees... You're the boss"

"I'm the boss." The woman at the door looked at the young couple across from her, with no joy or sorrow in her eyes: "Now, please pack your belongings and leave here."

The man's face flushed even redder, he jumped up in anger; "What for! You guys are bullying customers because your store is bigger! Even you, a small shop like this, dare to bully customers!"

The woman at the door's eyes gradually cooled: "Zhaozhao, show them the contract."

The young couple took the brown paper bag from Zhao Zhao's hands. The woman at the door said, “When you checked in, the staff should have told you that you can do anything here, except fight or quarrel, right You agreed to this and signed the agreement before checking in, which means you knew about it and were willing to reach a consensus.”

A young couple held their agreement from check-in, their faces flushed red and white.

We didn't fight.

“I’m not lying.” Her gaze swept across the floor, the sofa, and the table. The entire room was in disarray, evidence of their fight, even a physical altercation, laid bare before her eyes.

The man felt very embarrassed, even though he had signed the consent form, being kicked out like this made him feel bad inside.

"You wait, I'll expose you online, you black-hearted business!"

"Suit yourself." he said two words softly, turning to leave: "Zhao Zhao, refund them the three days' room fee they didn't stay, and ask A Sheng to keep an eye on this place."

"What's so great about it! There are tons of guesthouses by Erhai Lake, you don't need to rush me, I wouldn't even want to stay in your little dump!"

"I will definitely expose you! Definitely! Unscrupulous businesses! Making dishonest money!"

Once the woman at the door left, and so did Zhao Zhao, the boyfriend in the young couple angrily said to his girlfriend, "Ying Ying, I must expose this black-hearted homestay! Just wait and see, when I get back, I'll immediately post on x city..."

Meanwhile

S city

Bai Yu walked in, and a wave of alcohol hit him!

Glanced at the man sitting on the ground: "Who said that, if you don't drink to drown your sorrows"

The man on the ground didn't care at all. He clutched a bottle and poured it down his throat. Bottles of different sizes rolled around him on the floor.

“Hey! Wake up!” Bai Yu walked over to the drunk man, feeling a strange mix of sadness and anger in his heart. He felt both frustrated by the man's lack of fight and angry at his helplessness. In a burst of rage, he lunged forward, grabbing the tattered man's collar and yelling, “Snap out of it! Who said we had to find her in our lifetime What kind of pathetic excuse for a living are you”

When Wang, the housekeeper, called him, he still couldn't believe it. Over these past three years, during the most difficult and sorrowful times, Ashu had never isolated himself nor drowned his sorrows in alcohol.

Axiu said, he wanted to find the person, alive he would see people, dead he would see the corpse. Human energy is finite, there isn't enough time to look for people, where there is time to waste on such unproductive things as drowning one's sorrows in alcohol.

Get up! Wake up! Who said, never waste time on drowning your sorrows with alcohol Who said, you must find someone What are you doing now

Forgot what you just said

Or, are you actually just as unremarkable as Xiao Heng

Three years, and you've given up on your ideas Three years, and you're starting to become someone worthless

Bai Yuxing grabbed Shen Xiujin's collar, which was already dirty and couldn't tell that this piece of clothing had once been priceless. But Bai Yuxing didn't feel dirty. At this moment, he just wanted to pull this man, who was in a state of utter decadence and disarray, out of that damned abyss of despair!

A self-deprecating chuckle, abrupt and unexpected, rang out.

Bai Yu xing was slightly taken aback before asking, "What are you laughing at" He tightened his grip on Shen Xiu jin's collar, but his laughter did not cease, instead becoming even more unrestrained.

"What are you laughing at Is it that funny" Bai Yu walked angrily.

“Hilarious.” The man being dragged by him had hair that grew long enough to half-cover his eyes. Bai Yu Xing couldn't see the man's expression, only watching the man's lips move: “ Hilariously ridiculous! In this world, only I, a fool, sleep beside the truth every day but never realize it.”

"Hey, snap out of it, what are you even talking about!" Bai Yu Xing thought Shen Xiu Jin had had too much to drink and was starting to babble.

“I’m completely sober, let go of me!” The drunk man swatted away Bai Yu Xing’s hand clutching his collar and mumbled with his head down, “I’m sober, never more so than right now. I sleep next to the truth every day…”

"Hey, what are you talking about"

"But I got it all wrong for most of my life..." The man ignored Bai Yuxing, his head bowed as he muttered to himself. He slowly unclenched the fist he had been gripping tightly in front of Bai Yuxing, revealing what was inside... "Her thoughts, her affections, she wrote her love here, right where I sleep every day, beside my pillow... Bai Yuxing, I'm not a superman. After seeing this, I can barely muster the courage to move forward."

Bai Yu followed the direction the man's finger pointed and looked towards the bedside table. That's when he realized the bedside table had been moved, and where it used to be, a corner of the wooden floor had been pried open.

He looked again at Shen Xiujin's outstretched palm...

"I'm not Superman…" the man said, hanging his head… "Are you saying he has amnesia""No, for some unknown reason, Mr. Shen's intelligence and cognitive abilities have regressed to that of an eight-year-old child."Bai Yu's expression instantly became so...