"The maximum wind speed at the center of typhoon 'Gar' reached 60 m/s, which is far stronger than the previous typhoon 'Rangwei'. It will reach Nansha Island within four hours. The gar is huge and has a wide range of influence, please island people to do defensive work.”

Almost at the same time, everyone received this text message reminder, and the phone beeped.

In an instant, the sky turned a grayish yellow, and suddenly it started to rain. The rain was not too big, but it was swept across by the wind and blew across the face. There was no way to open the umbrella, and the wind blew past. , some soft tree branches were crackled.

The sound of the waves in the distance, the typhoon has not yet officially arrived, it makes people feel that the world is about to be overturned.

When they were halfway up the climb, Lu Siyu glanced back. After a while, the reef where they were just now was submerged by the sea.

The four of them ran all the way, not daring to talk much, and it took only ten minutes to run all the way to the door of the Happiness Hotel.

Song Wenla and Lu Siyu arrived here first. He wore a waterproof hoodie and covered it with a hat. Lu Siyu's clothes had no hat, and the hair on his forehead was wet into strands. The two girls were a little embarrassed, their hair and clothes were so wet that they could be squeezed out of the water.

The four stood outside the hotel door, hiding under the eaves, and started knocking on the door.

Don't look at the tacky name of this place, but it is a three-storey villa group with a very elegant construction and a sense of age. It is a bit wrong to call this place a homestay, and it is a bit far-fetched to say that it is a hotel. It looks like a small castle.

After they waited for a while, the door opened, and it was opened to them by a kind woman in her sixties, wearing a cleaning apron, let them in, and then closed the door.

The heavy door immediately blocked the sound of wind and rain from outside, giving people a sense of security.

When the four people walked in, they saw a huge curved staircase, and under the staircase was a circular hall. A sofa set in a circle.

It can also be seen from these layouts that the owner was so sophisticated, and now it has become a foyer for guests to gather and rest.

The four of them were a little embarrassed, wiping the water droplets on their bodies and heads. Fortunately, they knew that the typhoon was coming this time, Song Wen and Lu Siyu had already made preparations, and their clothes and backpacks were made of waterproof materials. Looking at it this way, the two girls were a bit miserable.

Song Wenzheng wanted to ask about the check-in, when he saw someone sticking out his head from upstairs, looking down from the platform on the second floor to the lobby on the first floor, "Why did you come here?"

They looked up and found that it was the teacher Su.

Qiu Lan raised her head and said, "Teacher, have you opened the room for us?"

Teacher Su took out two cards from his pocket and shook them at them. The three of them had reserved two rooms in advance. He had reminded the two girls before, but seeing that their hair and clothes were all wet, he urged: "Come up and go into the room to warm up and take a bath, don't I have a cold."

The two girls thanked and hurried up, took the key card and went to their room.

For a while, only Song Wen and Lu Siyu were left in the hall.

Lu Siyu wiped the water droplets running down his cheeks with the back of his hand, and asked Song Wen, "Have you reserved a room before?"

Song Wen shook his head. He came with Lu Siyu this time, so he didn't have time to do his homework.

The two stood in this hall, waiting for the owner of the hotel to come out.

Song Wen looked around, and when he came in just now, he found that this homestay was built on a 100-meter-high cliff with the sea and cliffs as the background.

The decoration in the hotel is a bit Nordic style, mainly white and log colors. The floor-to-ceiling windows in the hall are hung with cream-colored curtains, and the color matching is simple and elegant.

"Sorry, I'm late. The two of you want to stay, right?" As he spoke, a chubby middle-aged man came out of the room next to him, who seemed to be the owner of the hotel.

Song Wen retracted his gaze and said, "Yes, the two of us."

Lu Siyu said, "please ask for the two best rooms..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Song Wen, "One room is enough, a big bed, a better room."

Lu Siyu lowered his head and didn't speak, his bag was still being carried by Song Wen.

"Wait a minute." The middle-aged man said, and came to the computer at the front desk under the stairs. He operated a few times and asked, "How long will you stay?"

Song Wendao: "Let's open it for a day first, and look back to see if the weather conditions will continue."

"Hey, this typhoon caused the trouble, but don't be too nervous. Typhoons often come here. This hotel is very strong. Give me the ID card." After the man registered, he returned the two ID cards to them. , reminded, "I am the owner of this hotel. You can just call me Uncle Wang. The price here is a bit expensive. The price of a deluxe room is 980 yuan a night, and a cash deposit is required."

Song Wen took out his wallet, and Uncle Wang received a deposit of 1,000 yuan from him, and then gave him a note for the deposit.

Then Uncle Wang gave them the door card, Song Wen looked at it, it was 301 on the third floor.

They came in just now and stained the hotel floor with water. The old woman who opened the door for them took a mop and silently cleaned the water stains on the floor. Soon the lobby of the hotel was clean. Spotless again.

Lu Siyu asked, "Is there food and beverage here?"

Wang Bodao: "Our hotel here only has breakfast every day, and it's all simple. If the two guests need to eat, they can go to the farmhouse below. Many of the seafood over there are made by fishermen, so they are very fresh. If you think it is far away, you can also go to the Internet celebrity cake shop next to it, which is less than 30 meters away from here. The cakes inside are well made, and there are bread, light meals, drinks, drinks and so on. ."

It's that cake shop again. It seems that this cake shop has a very high presence on the island.

Song Wendao: "Let's wait and see, what is the name of the cake shop?"

Wang Bo enthusiastically introduced: "It's called Eden Cake House."

Song Wen sighed: "This is a good name." Such a name also reflects the scenery of this island.

Uncle Wang nodded: "Now our tourism promotion slogans are, South Shark Island at sea, and finally the Garden of Eden."

Lu Siyu looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows on the side of the villa, and he could see the red signboard of the cake house. He said softly, "It looks a bit like the architectural style here."

"This guest has sharp eyes." Uncle Wang was very talkative, and rubbed his hands to introduce them, "Speaking of which, the cake shop has some origins with this place. In the past, the place was built together with this place. The nannies stayed there for rest. Later, this side became a hotel and there was a restaurant. However, since our hotel here is also a family hotel, it could not be operated normally. It was sold to the fishermen here and turned into a farmhouse. Dinning room."

Song Wen was curious: "Then why did this farmhouse become a cake house again?"

Wang Bodao: "It's strange to say that when it was a farmhouse, the restaurant business was normal. More than a year ago, a cake chef was hired there, and after it was changed to a cake shop, the business became better, and even brought our hotel. It's very popular."

Song Wen sighed after hearing that. The farmhouse on the island is open on this cliff. The competition is fierce and it can't make a difference. And Kojima Cake House probably hit the minds of some backpackers and petty bourgeoisie, so there are a lot of gimmicks.

Speaking of this, the boss Wang Bo happily introduced: "Our Nansha Island is famous for one lane, one end, and one beach. The one lane allows you out-of-towners to experience the life of island residents. There are various There are also farmhouses in the tourist products. Then Yiya, we are here, we eat, drink and play. Now the weather is not good, when the weather is good, this place is very beautiful, you can bask in the sun, watch the sea birds, blow The sea breeze, feel the natural island scenery. One beach is the beach outside, fine white sand, and a few reef shores. In short, this is a place that many people dream of, so I don’t know how many guests go and return. Woolen cloth."

Song Wen asked, "I heard that there was a girl who went missing in August?"

When Uncle Wang heard this, his face changed slightly, and he whispered: "Yeah, I still remember it as a young female student. When we checked the room, we found that the girl hadn't come back. Later, we called the police and the police came. I have been inquiring here for a long time, but in the end, I couldn't find out where the people went, so I could only take away the relics."

Then Uncle Wang sighed again, "We are in business, we can't catch up with this kind of thing, but don't worry, both of you, I'm doing business here legally. You can tell me anything you need."

Song Wen and Lu Siyu completed the check-in procedures and walked up the big curved staircase all the way. The ground floor here is the common area and staff rooms. The second floor of Qiu Lan and the others was a room for ordinary travelers. When they got to the third floor, they could see that the conditions were upgraded.

A fluffy carpet was laid in the corridor, Song Wen opened the door, entered the room and put down two bags. Then he turned around, Lu Siyu came in, closed the door, and was being pressed against the wall beside the door by him.

Song Wen kissed him first, and then said with some dissatisfaction, "Why do you still want two rooms?"

Lu Siyu was a little short of breath after being kissed by him. He lowered his head and said, "It's better to live in one room, or an empty one, otherwise... others will find out soon."

Song Wen felt that he was wronged a bit, but he could not wait to swear his sovereignty at this time, pressing Lu Siyu: "If you know it, you know, a few tourists who come to the island to play, it is estimated that they will only see this once in their life, pay attention to hiding Identity is all, why be so careful..."

Lu Siyu lowered his head and said, "I always think this island is a bit strange, and I feel like I've missed something."

From coming to the island to finding Wu Hongyou, there were some bumps along the way.

Song Wen let him go and asked, "Your hair is a little wet, do you want to take a shower?"

Lu Siyu shook his head: "Wait for me to pack up first..." Then he walked over and rummaged through his backpack.

At this time, Song Wen had time to observe this room. The house was about 30 square meters, and it was very clean. There was a large bed in the middle with white sheets.

The room is in a corner of the villa, with windows on both sides. The windows are not small, but they are divided into small panes, which are stronger.

At this time, due to the influence of the typhoon, it started to rain at just three o'clock in the afternoon. Through the rain curtain, you could see the undulating blue sea, and the waves were rolling.

A small window beside the bed can see some low-rise bungalows below, which is the Internet celebrity cake shop. The outside of the cake shop looks white, with orange-red string lights flashing. Looking down from the window, it looks far away. They are closer.

Looking out from another large window, you can also see a tall lighthouse by the sea, not far from the beach.

If the weather is fine, this should be a standard sea view villa.

Song Wen watched for a while by the window. He took out his mobile phone to check the situation of the typhoon, but he couldn't refresh it. Song Wen frowned and said, "It seems that there is no signal here."

Ever since received the text message that the typhoon was approaching, cell phone had no signal. And not only is there no network signal, but also the phone signal.

Song Wenlai was still thinking about contacting the city bureau and making a report, and by the way, he called Xin Chuan to ask about the suicide of the missing girl and the owner of the cake shop. But now it seems that the call cannot be made.

Lu Siyu was not too anxious, and said, "It was still usable just now, maybe because the typhoon weather affected the base station. It should be better when the typhoon passes back?"

Song Wen fiddled with it for a while, and found that he couldn't make a phone call. He finally gave up and said, "It should be the influence of the typhoon, otherwise how did the hotel on the cliff open? It's impossible not to call the previous guests. The phone doesn't need the internet."

During this time, Lu Siyu took out a pair of slippers from the bag, took out the mobile phone charger, and took out a set of pajamas and put them on the bed, and finally found a black instrument slightly larger than the mobile phone from the bottom, and held it in the bed. When opened it in hand, the instrument started beeping.

Then Lu Siyu walked back and forth in the room, paying special attention to the vents near the mirror and the bathroom. It turned out that he had brought a camera detector.

"You're... too careful. What did I think you wanted to do?" Song Wen said, "This is not a black shop, I think this B&B is quite formal. The boss doesn't look like a bad person, ask There are no flaws in his few questions."

Lu Siyu continued to search, "He is recommending that cake shop."

Song Wendao: "The cake shop's business is good, and it has also brought him a lot of customers. Here is a prosper, and a loss."

After taking a look around and checking that there was no abnormality, Lu Siyu breathed a sigh of relief: "There is no problem here." He put the instrument back in his bag and said, "When you go out, always be careful, there are many homestays now. There are cameras installed.”

Song Wen looked at him sideways: "So, you seem to think that something will happen here..." He paused and said meaningfully, "It's worth shooting..."

Lu Siyu understood, looked back at him, and licked his lips indifferently: "Captain Song, you think too much."

Song Wen leaned back on the chair and said, "We'll study these later. Dry your hair first, be careful you might catch a cold later."

After finishing speaking, Song Wen got up and took a towel from the bathroom, then pulled Lu Siyu over to sit on the chair, took off his glasses and wiped his wet hair.

Lu Siyu continued: "What about dinner, let's go to that cake shop later?" Although Song Wen bought some reserve food, it was for emergencies after all.

Song Wen snorted, his hands kept moving: "I guess I'm going to eat there, I just went to ask about the situation. I heard so many stories on the way, and I'm still curious about that cake shop. Looking back. It's not raining heavily, so I've brought a poncho." They were already tired from the trip, and they didn't eat well at noon, and if dinner was not good, he was worried that Lu Siyu's stomach problem would happen again.

Lu Siyu was wiped so that he couldn't see it for a while. He wanted to come by himself and pulled the towel over his head with his hands.

He was blindfolded, and just as he stretched out his fingers, he touched Song Wen's hand. The two of them touched their hands for a moment, and Lu Siyu was a little flustered and put his hands down.

Song Wen stopped and lifted the towel to one side. He looked down at Lu Siyu, whose hair was half-dried by him. At this time, Lu Siyu also looked up at him.

Lu Siyu's hair was brushed by Song Wengang, and it was messy, completely different from his usual style. It looks like a fried rabbit. From this angle, his eyelashes are long, his skin is fair and flawless, and his facial features are extremely delicate.

Song Wen couldn't help pinching his chin with his fingers, and said with emotion: "It seems that he is obedient, but why is he not obedient?"

Lu Siyu looked at Song Wen. At this time, Song Wen took off his jacket and only wore a t-shirt. With his shallow breathing, his eyes could outline the muscle lines under his clothes, and he could smell his body. , he could feel the heat of his fingertips.

Looking at Song Wen before, Lu Siyu always felt a little guilty and felt that he was out of reach. At this time, he finally felt that he was close to him.

Lu Siyu's heart was pounding, he let go of the coldness of the past, and frankly and leniently, "Officer Song, there is nothing to hide from you anymore." As if afraid of Song Wen's disbelief, Lu Siyu sincerely added Two words, "Really..."

Every time Song Wen heard him called Police Officer Song, he would think of something, and he continued: "In the future, you are not allowed to run out, you are not allowed to take your own body seriously, you are not allowed to take care of yourself, and you are not allowed to arbitrarily make opinions. ."

Lu Siyu responded in a low voice: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"If you're not obedient, you can't do it like this, and you'll be spanked when you turn around." Song Wen whispered in his ear. They had gone through so much, and they were born and died. Today, he finally holds him in his arms. .

Song Wen felt that this encounter was like a dream, as if to make sure that the people around him were real. He turned his head and lightly pecked on Lu Siyu's lips again.

This time, Lu Siyu didn't dodge or refuse. He used the tip of his right index finger to move to Song Wen's chest. With a layer of flesh, his fingers pressed down gently, and he could feel the beating heart inside. . The organ was alive, and the red liquid squeezed out, which fascinated him so much that he couldn't help licking his lips.

Song Wen grabbed his wiggly right hand: "You little fox, you should really be handcuffed to the bed, so that you can also experience what it feels like..."

Lu Siyu looked at Song Wen and slowly unbuttoned the first button of his neckline with his left hand. After this action, the red mole on the neck and the slender collarbone were exposed.

It was dark in the hotel room. This was on the cliff, and no one would see it even if the curtains were not drawn.

Song Wen let go of him, leaned down, his hot palms slid down Lu Siyu's butterfly-like shoulder blades, and finally landed on the side of the waistline.

Following his movements, Lu Siyu stretched out his hands and hooked Song Wen's neck.

Song Wen lowered his head and bit the red mole on his neck.

In the unfamiliar hotel, for a while, an unnamed fire seemed to be lit.

This is a lost paradise far away from the world. Since Adam and Eve tasted the forbidden fruit, there is no more secular and taboo.