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Chapter 495 [My CP will never be BE! 】(1/5)

Chapter 489

"call!!"

In the early morning, the girl suddenly sat up!!

After taking a long breath, he panted hard for a while, then reached out and subconsciously covered his chest.

Then……

Those charming eyes were full of confusion, looking around subconsciously.

The dilapidated room and the exposed copper pipes on the walls were obviously pipes providing heating.

On the wall near the pipe, the wall covering has been corroded and covered with rust, and there are many raised areas.

There was a single bed under me. The mattress had obviously seen better days. It felt a little uneven when lying on it. When I moved my body slightly, the bed made a creaking sound.

Carefully, he stretched out his feet and stepped on the ground. It was cold under his feet. It was an old wooden floor, and the patent leather had fallen off in many places.

At this moment, three questions that have probably been asked by philosophers countless times for thousands of years naturally come to mind.

who I am?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

·

This room looks a bit narrow and cramped. Apart from the bed, there is only a rather bulky-looking wardrobe. There is a table next to the window. The curtains are very thick, but they have obviously not been cleaned for a long time. Sometimes, you can smell the dilapidated smell of dust.

The girl was confused, but also felt a bit of panic.

No matter how much she thought about it, the various memories in her mind seemed to be as messy and fragmented as fragments. It seemed that no matter how she sorted them out, she could not sort out a complete logic.

But the scene that impressed me the most was as if I was immersed in water in a cold and dark environment, my whole body shivering with cold.

Especially...the cold water submerged behind the ears and nose, the feeling of suffocation and death...

The unfamiliar environment, coupled with the irreconcilable memory fragments, caused the girl's brain to be in a state of panic for a while.

She just sat blankly on the edge of the bed, and she didn't know how long she was in a daze.

finally.

Bang bang bang!

The door was knocked three times.

The girl raised her head subconsciously, but she was still struggling with the messy thoughts in her mind.

However, the person outside the door didn't seem to want to ask for the permission of the people inside the room. It seemed that the door was knocked just to remind someone to come in.

The door was quickly pushed open.

A middle-aged woman with brown hair and a bloated figure walked in pushing an old cart. She locked the door with a skillful kick of her heel and pushed the dining cart into the room.

"Are you awake? This is the breakfast we serve here... You can eat here. When you are done eating, press the service bell on the wall and I will come and clean it up."

The bloated middle-aged woman muttered, and the flesh on her face trembled as she walked around.

The food on the food truck looks simple.

A plate of boiled beans, two slices of bacon, two slices of bread, and a glass of milk.

"Breakfast?" The girl raised her head and looked at the other person in confusion: "...for me?"

"Of course. You paid." The middle-aged woman wiped her hands on her apron.

"I...I am...no, where is this place?"

The middle-aged woman curled her lips: "Al's Sweet Home...I guarantee this is the most cost-effective hotel in East London. Our boiled beans here are very famous. They are large and filling, and they are cheap. But it's all me." Cooked by hand."

"What home?" The girl looked at each other blankly.

"Al's Sweet Home." The middle-aged woman - maybe the cook, maybe the boss's wife and waiter, but she didn't blink an eyelid: "You obviously drank too much when you came last night, I suggest you first

Drink this glass of milk. You will definitely feel uncomfortable when you wake up with a hangover. If you have a headache, there is medicine at the front desk.

By the way, do you need aspirin? But let’s make it clear first that the medicine is not free and will be deducted from your deposit.”

"...Deposit?" The girl was even more confused.

"Of course, you paid a generous deposit at the front desk. It's enough for you to stay with us until next year."

"…………"

The girl held her head and thought for a moment, then her eyes suddenly lit up: "Is this a hotel here? So... at the front desk, check-in... is there any registration?

I……"

"Of course it's registered! We are a legal business! Those homeless people outside can't come in! Otherwise, the police will make trouble for us." The middle-aged woman immediately argued loudly as if her tail had been stepped on: "Why do you ask this?

What?"

"How...how did I get here?"

"You came by yourself, checked in by yourself, and gave me a large deposit."

Myself?

No matter how much she searched her mind, she couldn't find any memory.

So, she cautiously probed: "Can I... check in, please take a look at it?"

"..."

The middle-aged woman seemed a little unhappy. She took out a broken notebook tied to a rope from under the cart, opened it and took a look.

"It's here. You, the guest, have asked for a deposit of two hundred pounds!

A single room, including two meals a day, and hot water supply from 8 to 10 pm every night.

It’s all written here!

Look, there’s your signature here.”

The girl was stunned and quickly grabbed the book and looked at it.

There is no discrepancy between what was registered above and what the other party said.

But she didn't care too much, but stared at the signature below!

The signature is perfect!

The problem is, this signature doesn't seem to be in English.

"Is this... what I signed?"

"Am I the one who signed it? I can't write such square characters... By the way, you seem to be an Oriental, right? Are you here to travel? Or are you here to study?"

The girl didn't answer, she just stared at the signature above.

She found that she actually recognized the text of this signature!

Then, she subconsciously read it out.

"Deer... thin... thin?"

·

boom!

After the door was closed, leaving the confused and confused girl in the room, the middle-aged woman pushed the dining cart slowly along the corridor. When she reached the end of the corridor, she stopped in front of a door, and then turned around directly.

He opened the door handle and walked in.

The room behind the door was dark, with only a ray of light coming through the cracks in the curtains.

The room was still very narrow, and the layout was not much different. However, a figure lying on the bed seemed motionless.

The middle-aged woman sighed, walked over and looked down at the person on the bed.

"He is really a affectionate guy...

A box of standard ten-unit self-healing serum injections, I used nine units for her, but I only used one unit. Are you really not afraid that you will be seriously injured and die?"

After saying that, the woman took out a box from under the cart, took out an injection from it, and stabbed it directly into the thigh of the man on the bed very roughly, pushed the injection in without caring, and then pulled it out.

He threw it on the ground casually.

"I need to introduce you to what happened next.

This girl will go through a period of confusion, confusion, and confusion.

Then, the emotional fluctuations will cause her to have a huge impulse to find out what happened and who she is.

Then she will want to leave here and search outside - she may not know what she is looking for specifically, but she just wants to go out and search.

This is an instinctive reaction.

I couldn't stop her, and I didn't want to stop her. Because at this time, it was the most appropriate thing to give her an outlet to vent her emotions.

After she leaves here and runs out, and spends some time wandering around like a headless chicken outside, she will realize that all her actions are in vain.
To be continued...
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