In some of my righteous and stern by the "ideological education", the boss finally promised not to arrange the men came to live. However, just the boss away, they found a Tibetan young man is to wait and see my room, an easy conscience look, just to lay down again in a heart hanging up. . .
To once again see the boss, is the only one in the corridor before the tap. I was bow wash, the boss from the side through, but I'd stopped. . . "If someone knocked at the door will not open, we came here and then arrange to open." After a while suffocating silence, the boss says. It turned out he is well-intentioned, I thought so, but feel that this care of some funny, almost like a childhood nursery rhyme to sing: "Little Rabbit obediently, children open the door to open..."
Before going to bed a short period of time, even experienced two power failures, like a horror movie before the opening of the bedding. Fortunately, we can immediately close your eyes to sleep, I console myself Road. "Tuk tuk tuk", knock on the door made my heart Yi Chan, Mangla lamp, are fortunate to have electricity. "Hey -" and before I speak, has heard a woman's voice. I thought it was that the boss can not speak Chinese came something happens, they immediately opened the door to go. A girl dressed in black, holding a small group of similar age, such as the cat had come in as quickly as channeling, a butt glued to the bed, without looking at me, that posture, as if she is the owner of the room, but I did not seem to exist like. The moment I know what to do, foolishly asked her: "Do you live here?" She looks like a natural: "Yes." Even our luggage did not, I do not believe, he said: "You called over the boss asked." and she insisted that I sent for. I soon realized that the original owner, if there are reasons, but did not expect things come so fast, so I have no time to respond.
The girl said that possession of a moment with the boy, then the next minute and I speak Mandarin, I have some admiration between the two languages in her ability to convert freely. It is hateful, she's speech was too unreasonable, almost importune; Daoshi young man obediently silent, wait and see "fighting."
We remain in a deadlock with: I insisted that she was sent for the boss, and she sent for me is not the non-Later, she said the boss out. It seems I have to single-handedly deal with the intractable uninvited guest, could not help but secretly anxious mind: If we do not try to drive her out, then the evening would not even think about sleep. Emergency situations, I pulled a lie, saying: "Anyway, this room I have packages of it." "Package down?" She stared. Did not expect this sentence kinda useful to her, looked at her surprised look, I would follow up the victory: "Yes ah." "You paid how much?" She does not like the letter. "40." She looked very disappointed, reluctantly got up, pulled out boy. Thankfully, I quickly latch on the bolt,长舒一口气. . . Did not think "private rooms" such a useful word, it seems the power of infinity Kong Fangxiong ah!
What will happen next strange thing? Will there be midnight knock on the door? Lying in bed, a time is still frightened. . .
The next day wake up, I recall that night without incident, was thus happy. Only up till now, this night's adventure Qamdo still puzzled me; while at the same time, this experience is still frightened stays allow me aftertaste. . . This is probably the charm of the Tibetan bar.