Divorced only to find true love?

It was already [-]:[-] p.m. when we entered the resort, plus the time for eating and resting along the way, we drove for a total of eight hours, almost a whole day.

Gu Zhiqiao followed Mark Twain, came out from the right car door, and stretched his waist, his feet on the ground, which made people feel emotional.

On this road, all the drivers and passengers were extremely tired, and only the four-legged ones were still alive and kicking all the way, and ran to the front of the pissing ring site.

Taking out the luggage from the trunk, Cheng Chonghe noticed that Gu Zhiqiao's vigilant eyes were always following Mark Twain, and reminded her: "Miss Gu, don't worry about it, Mark Twain lived here."

Gu Zhiqiao agreed, and looked at the brick-gray building in front of him. It had only three floors, with podiums on both sides, and a bell tower on the top floor.

How should I put it, compared with the two families passing by at the intersection of the expressway, they are extremely simple and introverted.There are no soaring eaves, no golden roofs, no reflective and blinding glass, and no huge foreign landmarks. There are four simple words: Daozuo Villa, which makes people feel good.

A large piece of tender green lawn is being maintained. In the center of the fountain in front of the building is a beautifully crafted statue of the Weeping Madonna. Gu Zhiqiao carefully observes the expression and outline of the statue. The expression is delicate and the pain is obvious. It is not a statue that a roadside stone processing factory can make casually.If it wasn't for the long-distance driving and the smell of dust, Gu Zhiqiao would have thought he was in a famous manor abroad, but this simplicity obviously doesn't match the style of City Y.

Just take it as Gu Zhiqiao's prejudice. In this place surrounded by farms and people jaywalking from time to time, it is obviously a copycat version of the Louvre, Arc de Triomphe, and Venice town at the intersection, which is in line with the exaggerated taste of the locals, and it is easier to get radiation areas users' favor.

The quaint villa that is incompatible with the environment, the wild Dalmatians, the beautiful and generous customers, and the small plan that accompanied the customers to find out, all these elements come together to make the opening of a horror movie.Gu Zhiqiao shrank his neck, took out his mobile phone and took a look. Fortunately, the signal of the mobile phone was full.

It is not a holiday, and it is the turn of winter and spring. The spring flowers are just emerging and have not yet bloomed on a large scale. The fresh fruits grow slowly.Only the rape blossoms on the open space across the road are growing gratifyingly, but the surrounding guests are afraid that they are not sensitive to the rape blossoms, and there are almost no outsiders in the villa.

After introducing Gu Zhiqiao's identity and role, the waiters greeted her politely, and then enthusiastically surrounded Cheng Chonghe and Qian Jin, taking each mouthful of Mr. Cheng and Manager Qian. The self-grown and self-picked vegetables are freshly picked, and the local wine soaked last year is ready to drink...

Gu Zhiqiao remained silent, mingled in the crowd to observe the surroundings, and occasionally met Cheng Chonghe's eyes looking for her.That strange feeling emerged again, and Cheng Chonghe's friendliness and attention to her had surpassed the relationship between ordinary customers and his ex-mother-in-law.

Not to mention that he never received attention when he went out with his parents when he was a child, even if he went out with Lin Hanyin, if Gu Zhiqiao walked out of Lin Hanyin's sight, he would only be scolded.But Cheng Chonghe, she only came to her to confirm whether she was with her, whether she was left behind, and whether she was treated coldly. She couldn't tell whether it was because of the attention or because of Cheng Chonghe's kindness.

You can't just treat her as a substitute for Lin Hanyin, she can't just sway her mother's love with nowhere to vent.

Gu Zhiqiao twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Miss Gu."

"Come on~~"

The rooms are all arranged on the second floor, Gu Zhiqiao lives next door to Cheng Chong, and Qian Jin and Sister Pineapple live in two rooms opposite each other.There is a large patterned carpet in two colors, and there is a statue of the Virgin on each staircase, adding a touch of mystery to the manor.

Gu Zhiqiao quickly thought that it might be a trick of the villa's managers. Since he couldn't distinguish himself from his competitors in appearance, he could definitely add points to the villa in details. The sense of suspense could provide a topic for the villa. If we want to promote it, All it takes is throwing out a story to entice young people to explore, and all these details come into play.The appearance of Daozuo Villa is suitable for horror style, just like the popular secret room exploration nowadays.The fly in the ointment is that the target user may not be happy to drive all day to explore here, unless the place is sufficiently thrilling, like a horror hospital haunted house in Japan.

"Miss Gu."

Cheng Chong and his gentle voice pulled her back from thinking to reality.

"After a long day in the car, you are tired. Go back to your room and rest for a while. I will call you for dinner from 05:30 to [-] o'clock."

"Oh, okay."

Gu Zhiqiao thanked her, and was about to open the door with the key card, when Cheng Chonghe approached and pushed her forehead hair back.

"Why are you always in a daze, feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, I was thinking of a plan just now."

"Oh?"

"Really, I thought of a haunted house. Look here, it's remote, and the atmosphere is like a horror movie. No, I mean, the villa can develop this theme. If you like it, Ms. Cheng."

Cheng Chonghe looked around deliberately, lowered his voice and said, "Miss Gu, maybe we will be overweight when we take the elevator down later."

Going up with luggage is not overweight, but going down without luggage is overweight?Cut, trying to scare her.

"Ms. Cheng, if that's the case, I'll be so scared to keep your thigh, I promise." Gu Zhiqiao squatted down and hugged her.

Cheng Chonghe smiled, "You, go to rest. Tell me what is missing in the room."

When he entered the room and saw a 1.8-meter bed, Gu Zhiqiao wanted to ask: Ms. Cheng, can you tell me if there is a beautiful woman who can hug and sleep on the bed.

The bedding is as comfortable as that of the Dali Inn. No matter the bedside lamp, bedside table, socket or the facilities in the bathroom, everything is good, which is many times better than the Louvre in front.

According to Gu Zhiqiao's experience, generally the appearance of the shop is resplendent and pompous, but the service, dishes, and accommodation conditions inside are basically not very good, but those with a solid style like Cheng Chong are more likely to suffer.

After putting down his luggage, washing his face and drinking some water, he made a brief account of what he saw along the way, and Qian Jin knocked on the door and asked her to have dinner with him.

Walking into the elevator, Gu Zhiqiao took a special look at Cheng Chonghe, and Cheng Chonghe smiled at her.

Qian Jin stood on the side of the elevator, looking at the expressions of the two of them, a certain inexplicable feeling had the tendency to break through the ground.

The boss and others actually have a little secret that can be understood without words.

Go downstairs to the restaurant and sit at two tables, Cheng Chonghe and Gu Zhiqiao at one table, Qian Jin and Sister Pineapple at another table not too far away, as for Mark Twain, Cheng Chonghe has already fed the dog food , let it rest alone in the yard.

Gu Zhiqiao was surprised, she thought the four of them would eat at one table.

Cheng Chonghe explained: "When I'm off work, I always give people a little freedom. It's uncomfortable to have dinner with the boss."

Gu Zhiqiao felt that Manager Qian was Cheng Chonghe's fan girl, and he wished to have dinner with Cheng Chonghe.

Look, the little eyes of resentment are broadcasting accurately from a distance.

"Ms. Cheng, do you smell sour?"

Cheng Chonghe was taken aback, "No. A vinegar bottle?"

"Yes, the vinegar bottle was knocked over."

Following Gu Zhiqiao's teasing gaze, it happened to be Qian Jin, Cheng Chonghe shook his head and smiled and said, "I don't understand what you young people are thinking all day long." After speaking, he immediately said, "Okay, you don't need to correct me. Me, said I was a little girl."

"Well, then remove 'you' this time? She and I are not you."

"Qian Jin is about the same age as Yinyin, so of course it's you."

"There is a generation gap of three years, and there is a Mariana Trench between me and her."

"Then how many distances do I have to separate from you?"

Gu Zhiqiao gestured, "Ms. Cheng, we are on the same continent."

"Whispering." When the toon scrambled eggs were served, Cheng Chonghe stopped entangled with her and said, "Eat."

"Hey, yes." Eating, eating again, since I met Cheng Chonghe, I seem to keep eating with her.Drinking at breakfast, lunch, dinner and night, I have several meals a day.

The dinner menu is simple, mainly with seasonal vegetables, home-cooked taste, broad beans, braised bamboo shoots in oil, ham and small peas, scrambled eggs with Chinese toon, and a pickled Du Xian.The quantity is small and delicious, and all the dishes are small plates and small bowls. Gu Zhiqiao is very satisfied.

At the same time, she also learned from Cheng Chonghe that the owner of the villa is someone else.

With the financial resources of Andre and Cheng Chonghe, it is rare to own a boutique hotel, let alone a villa covering an area of ​​more than 1000 mu.The main structure and land of Daozuo Villa belong to Andre’s friend Troiani. The entire villa’s style building was designed and built by Troiani, and even the project of Broken Relationship Museum was initiated by Troiani.

"The purpose of the Museum of Broken Relationships is to store the last feelings and let them have a home. I remember that when Troiani mentioned it, Andre's eyes lit up. I knew he wanted to do this. Andre's character is pure and direct, and he believes that One thing will go forward indomitable, this is true for me, Dali, and the Museum of Broken Love.

Troiani said that he can do whatever he wants. He has a place in Shanghai that can be used as a venue, and the government has subsidies to support cultural undertakings. His friends can help with it.At that time, only Zagreb, the capital of Croatia, had such a museum in the world. If there was one in Shanghai, it would be very popular.

The Museum of Broken Relationships was set up in that way. Some of the confiscated items were used as exhibits, and some were only stored as deposits. Shanghai was very expensive, so the storage location was arranged in the basement of the villa. "

"Basement?" Sure enough, there is a basement, which is one step closer to horror movies.

"Yes, the basement. It's late today, and I'll take you to see it tomorrow."

After eating and reporting the progress to Wang Wang, it was still early, so Gu Zhiqiao planned to go for a walk, and take a look at the starry sky without light pollution.

Bring a flashlight and mobile phone, open the door, and see Cheng Chonghe dressed in sports, and see her eyes light up.

"Going for a run?"

She can still run after a tiring day, the Holy Mother gave her the energy.Gu Zhiqiao quickly expressed his heart: "I won't run."

Cheng Chonghe persuaded: "Young people should exercise more, sitting for a long time is not good."

"No, actually, don't treat me as a young man, please treat me as a dead person."

"what?"

"Really, immortality is also a useless person." In short, he begged to be let go.

Cheng Chonghe couldn't take it anymore, and said regretfully, "That's fine."

Forget it, forget it, what does it mean to have to forget it, as if I have so much expectation and regret.

Gu Zhiqiao scratched his head, "If you go alone, will it be dangerous? Do you want to bring a flashlight? Mark Twain, ask him to escort you."

It is not so easy to refuse a client, especially if the client is an ex-mother-in-law, her conscience will hurt and she will feel guilty.

Cheng Chonghe stood in front of her without saying a word, looking at her aggrievedly with beautiful eyes, as if saying: You will care too.

So why do people have a conscience?

"That Ms. Cheng..."

After confirming that Gu Zhiqiao was wearing loose clothes and suitable sneakers, and showed signs of struggling, Cheng Chonghe simply grabbed her and walked downstairs.

"Troubleshooting, let's go."

"..."

Is it too late to call for help now?

The author has something to say: Gu Zhiqiao: I am a dead man. . .Can only drive corpses, do not accept running.Help, I've seen people forced to become prostitutes, but never seen people forced to run.