"Pushing open the window, I saw the stars still guarding the night sky;
my heart inevitably filled with a warm emotion;
the twinkling lights struggled to illuminate the dark night;
the atmosphere was so serene..."
Pushing open the door, to my surprise, the lights in the room were still on, the room card was inserted in the power slot, and a cell phone was plugged in, charging while simultaneously playing Zhang Jie's song "We Are All the Same."
The light, soothing music drifted through the room, making this damp and cramped hotel room seem less repulsive. To be honest, since entering the hotel, Mr. Su Bai had found it odd that the fat guy would choose to stay in such a place.
That cell phone looked familiar. Mr. Su Bai glanced at the cell phone charging on the small table—it seemed to be the same model as his own. However, as Mr. Su Bai took a few more steps inside, he suddenly felt a gust of wind.
This was a windowless room—where did this draft come from?
