The air in Belvedere is very good.

Surrounded by green mountains on all sides, water streams flow through the alleys.

There are two big red lanterns hanging at the entrance of the inn at the corner of the street, with the right saying "Top twenty-eight before late" and the left saying "Look at thirty-three early" and the left saying "Look at thirty-three early" and a small wind chime hanging on the edge of the door frame, which occasionally makes a crisp sound as the breeze blows.

Why not beside the eaves, half lying on the log rocking chair, with a thin book covering the lower abdomen, squeaking slowly, looking up at the wind chime.

After living in Belvedere for three days, she almost greedily enjoyed the comfort of this moment and threw everything behind her mind.

No matter how beautiful life is, you will always feel a little tired over time, so you have to take the time to relax and change your mindset - whether it is work or life, you must be relaxed and relaxed, and moderately tight.

The inn is a small inn with a duplex structure, divided into two floors, the area is not large. In addition to the lobby, the first floor has only a kitchen, utility room, and the boss's room.

The lobby is divided into three parts, dining area, activity area, and a small reading area divided by wooden railings - just a wooden bookshelf, and several small tables with paper and pens placed next to the table; the bookshelf is not a biography of celebrities or literature, but stories left by travelers in the past. Some of them were written by themselves, and some were told to the boss. After the boss thought it was good, he wrote it with his consent and wrote it on his behalf, and it became a story booklet. Each story is different, and it is a life.

This boss has a lot of ideas.

Qin Guanglin thought so.

Most of the people who open inns in Licheng are talkative, and the bosses of this family are the same. They are hospitality and have a wide range of knowledge. They can chat with people for a day no matter what topic they are about.

According to him, it was the summer more than ten years ago. He went back from Licheng and tossed and turned one night and couldn't sleep. He had a thought in his heart. After struggling for several days, he returned to Licheng with all his belongings and set up this small inn. Since then, he has become a shopkeeper of the inn.

"Free and easy!" Qin Guanglin had to give a thumbs up.

"Hey, I was young at that time."

The inn owner just smiled and held the shells in his hand. He never stopped his movements, whether he was talking or silent. After the string was finished, he hung it up and it was a string of exquisite wind chimes.

Seeing Qin Guanglin turn around and change a book from the bookshelf, he asked, "Is there any story left here?"

The boss in his forties spoke very lightly, as if he had never spoken loudly, and his gentle and elegant appearance made Qin Guanglin a little envious.

It must be very good to run such an inn with your wife and children.

Unfortunately, I can only think about it. This kind of life is not suitable for him.

"Stories...I don't have any stories." Qin Guanglin shook his head, "I have lived in the place in Luocheng for half my life. What stories can I have?

Drawing every day... Well, I said before that I am a cartoonist. Every day, I will accompany my wife to buy vegetables, cook and watch the children." He turned his head and signaled to the other side of the door, and smiled and said, "I am going to pick up the field and look for inspiration."

Compared with the life on the bookshelf, his life is indeed the most dull one, and it is far from being a story.

"I've read your comics, it's great."

"Thank you, is there your story here?...I'm quite curious." Qin Guanglin asked.

"My?" The boss seemed stunned and laughed: "I am almost like you. Every day, I am just plain trivial matters... Occasionally, I will record it casually when I encounter interesting passengers. On the far left side, the one in the middle is."

"Yeah, have time to check it out."

After chatting for a while, Qin Guanglin didn't bother him anymore. What's wrong with going out to find it? It was a bit hot in the afternoon in August, so it was cooler here, so it was pretty good to take a nap under the roof.

"How do you feel? There is Sakura Avenue over there. When will I go shopping?"

"Wait until afternoon, when the sun sets." He Dian squinted his eyes lazily, looked at the book in his hand, reached out and put the book on his lower abdomen into his hand, and completed the exchange.

Qin Guanglin didn't say much about her behavior. He looked at the distance and took a deep breath. The environment here is really good. It is much better to live here in a slow city than in Los Angeles.

"This inn is quite stylish. If you want, we can also take a look and live here leisurely by imitating his appearance." He said.

"Can you serve people every day?" Why not glance at him?

"Just serve you and your daughter every day."

Qin Guanglin looked at the boss in the lobby and couldn't do this job. Why would he not be able to serve his mother and mother for more than a year when he was pregnant?

"This one looks good. I heard that many other inn owners pretend to be touching people. When they meet girls who travel alone, they get close to each other. After getting familiar with it, they ask them: Are you willing to stay and be my boss's wife?"

Why don’t you look at the top of your head and sway on the recliner, “Then break up when you get tired of playing, and wait for the next girl who has a condom.”

"How do you know?" Qin Guanglin was surprised and turned to look at the inn on the street, feeling it was a bit unimaginable.

"My roommate was cheated when traveling here and gave it to others for nothing..."

It’s not omnipotent to do it again. She has been receiving vaccinations from Chen Yan and even found many examples to send to Chen Yan to show it. But the girl really thought that she could not extricate herself if she found true love.

Even gods can hardly save people who are determined to do so.

"Hehe, the boss lady is quite tempting. If I were a woman, I might be really given to this boss..."

Qin Guanglin looked at the lobby and smacked his tongue. The boss, wife and daughter are all here, otherwise I would not know how many people would be fascinated.

"Do you still like men?" Why frown.

“…I mean if, if I were a woman.”

"If it doesn't work, it's really disgusting."

"Okay, okay, no, that's true." Qin Guanglin pulled her lips with his fingers, "Do you want something to drink and eat?"

"No, I'll go back to the house to take a nap, you can rest here."

Why not stand up with a stretch? My body in my thirties has long faded from its youth, like a ripe peach, with the charm of a mature woman.

This is what she originally looked like... Although she was young and beautiful when she was young, her vague sense of maturity always makes people feel a little inconsistent.

"Why don't you sit together?" Qin Guanglin couldn't help but send an invitation.

"Why go out to take a nap together?" Why bother to turn around and ask.

"...Forget it, I'm having a good rest here."

Qin Guanglin lay in the rocking chair sadly, missing his youth.

So many wonderful memories...

In the past, I was still alive three times in two days, but now I am exhausted twice in three days, and time is really unforgivable.

Under the eaves, a breeze blew.
Chapter completed!