Qian Sisi, embarrassed, lowered her hand that had been covering her mouth and nose, "Um... we'd like to stay, do you have any rooms available?"
The man stood up, scratched under his wrinkled T-shirt, and took a large bunch of keys off the wall: "How many people? How many rooms do you need?"
Qian Sisi gestured with her hand to form a "two": "Two people, two rooms!"
She was actually a bit selfish, preferring her own room when staying in a hostel, to avoid feeling uneasy around Bai Cheng'an.
Thinking of Bai Cheng'an, Qian Sisi quickly added, "Boss, can I take a look at the room first?"
The man, showing a bit of impatience, said, "In this village, we're the only guesthouse."
The implication was, you have to stay, even if you don't want to!
Seeing Qian Sisi's somewhat stubborn little eyes, the man picked up the keys and headed upstairs: "Alright, I'll take you to see it!"
Qian Sisi thanked him repeatedly and followed the man upstairs.
