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Room 403

As soon as she got off the plane, Xi Haitang felt a refreshing breath hit her face. She suddenly remembered the poem praising Copenhagen written by Mr. Guo Moruo after traveling around the Nordic countries - The sunshine in May is too clear, and the words on Shiro Island

Cows are plowing; cherry blossoms are blooming, and springs are spraying to the sea level. Mermaids are dreaming by the bay, and the sculptures in the museum are as vivid as life; the Nordic scenery is everywhere, and the most beautiful people are in Danjing.

There are only a few words in the poem, but it conveys the lifelike and moving scenery of Copenhagen, where the sun is shining brightly, the spring flowers are blooming, and the mermaid statue is meditating quietly on the beach.

Nowadays, it is July. Affected by the temperate maritime climate, it is still cool here, with a temperature of 15 or 16 degrees Celsius, fresh and pleasant.

The taxi heading to the hotel moved forward smoothly. Xi Haitang looked sideways through the car window, looking at the castles and palaces, villages and manors full of fairy tales, from the old palace with ancient history to the continuation of royal legends.

At Amalienborg Palace, Xi Haitang finally understood why this is the hometown of fairy tales and why Andersen's stories originated here and have a long history.

When thinking of fairy tales, he naturally thought of Yun Hen. That resolute little face really made him care!

Danes love nature, and the tourist poster "Mother Duck" designed by Danish painter Vig Venebo depicts a policeman blocking all traffic so that a mother duck can lead her ducklings across the road.

Looking at the childlike pictures, Xi Haitang raised the corners of his lips slightly, took out his mobile phone and dialed Yunhen's number, but surprisingly, he couldn't get through.

The smile on her lips suddenly froze, and Xi Haitang was a little confused. She and Yunhen had made an agreement to talk on the phone when they arrived safely, but why couldn't they get through?!

Xiao Mu saw that she had a strange look on her face, and couldn't help but feel a little worried, "What's wrong?"

"Yunhen's phone number couldn't be reached..." Maybe because he had experienced too many bad things, Xi Haitang unconsciously thought about the worst.

"Maybe it's a line problem, Haitang, don't worry, try again later..." Before he finished speaking, his cell phone rang.

Xiao Muyuan looked down and was slightly startled, "Haitang, it's Yun Hen who called!"

"Listen quickly!"

Xiao Muyuan pressed the answer button and heard Yun Hen's pleasant voice coming from the other end as usual, "UNCLE, are you here?"

"It's here...it's here..." Xiao Muyuan breathed a long sigh of relief and gave Xi Haitang a reassuring look.

"UNCLE, I called you before I called my mommy. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because I want to tell UNCLE again that you must take good care of my mommy and be meticulous. Only then will you be qualified to be my and Xiaochen's uncle!"

"Uncle?!" Xiao Muyuan frowned.

"Yes, UNCLE said you treat my mommy as your sister, so of course you will be your uncle."

Xiao Muyuan chuckled. He really couldn't stand it anymore. This child's obsession was amazing. After all, he still didn't trust him.

"Yunhen...you said UNCLE is under a lot of pressure!" Xiao Muyuan had a faint smile in his clear eyes. When a man makes a promise, there is no room for turning back, not to mention that this promise is made to a child.

, and this child reminded him all the time that a gentleman really makes a promise worth a thousand pieces of gold!

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When they arrived at the hotel they had booked in advance, the service staff led them up to the fourth floor. There were two adjacent rooms, one with house numbers 403 and one with 405.

"Haitang, which room do you live in?"

"It doesn't matter, any one is fine, you choose first."

"Lady first!"

Xi Haitang smiled slightly and chose the room on the left, "I'll live in 403."

"Um."

After putting away his luggage, Xi Haitang had no intention of resting, "Senior, do you have a date later?"

"Yes, two designers from Canada have made an appointment with me in advance. Haitang, why don't you come with me?"

"Senior, I want to go out for a walk. I promised the children to buy fairy tale books. I guess I won't have much time tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so I'll take advantage of my free time now."

"That's fine, but you have to be careful alone."

"I know, the hotel we are staying in is opposite the pedestrian street, and I won't go far."

"Okay, let's go downstairs together."

"good."

The two of them went downstairs together, went to the counter to go through the check-in procedures, and then parted ways.

They had only left the hotel for five minutes when a slender figure entered the hotel.

Gu Xijue came to the counter and spoke fluent English, "Sorry, I was a guest who stayed in room 403 before. I checked out yesterday afternoon and I left my lighter behind. Can you help me find it?"

"Okay, let me check the records first to see if the person cleaning the room has picked it up. If so, we should have a record here." The waiter at the counter said politely.

"Okay, please."

Three minutes later.

"Sorry sir, there is no record of your lighter."

"Uh... I remember I placed it by the window of the balcony. Could it be that the person cleaning it didn't see it?"

"This... is also possible, but now there is a new guest staying in room 403, and they have just gone out. Our hotel cannot open the room door casually during this period."

Gu Xijue nodded to express his understanding, but that lighter was very important to him. He didn't think it was anything before, but now he wants to cherish it especially when he arrives in a foreign land.

"Miss, could you please call the new guest? If you get the other person's consent, it should be fine, right?"

"Then please wait a moment, sir, and I'll ask."

◎◎◎

Xi Haitang is walking on Stroai Street, which is the first pedestrian street in the world. The ancient and vicissitudes of life have both a modern urban atmosphere and antique characteristics.

Suddenly, the phone rang...

Among thousands of people, I am so lucky to have met you.


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