The inside of the Inn had a connected restaurant that served less than a handful of customers seated by wooden tables. Most of them were sipping tea, awaiting the arrival of their food, which made Shi Ailin's stomach growl and her mouth water at the sight.
"Let's check-in, first," suggested Luo Wanting.
Shi Ailin followed his lead. They approached the Inn Keeper at the front desk and requested a room.
"You came right in time," her gentle voice said. "The rooms are limited, and I only have one left."
The Inn was the size of an average-sized home, and the restaurant occupied the entire first landing. Shi Ailin should have expected that there was a limited amount of space, but they were fortunate for the last available room. Anything would do for the night.
Shi Ailin and Luo Wanting signed their names, and in exchange, they received a key before making their way up the squeaking steps.
