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The hotel in the town was small but well kept .
Yan Rusheng dragged his luggage into the room . It was the hotel that Xuxu first stayed at and also the room that she had stayed before .
The hotel concierge said that a guest had already made an online booking and insisted on having the room when he arrived in the morning . The room had a balcony that overlooked the landscape of the town .
Yan Rusheng had compensated the customer ten times the cost before he agreed to forfeit the booking and transferred it to him .
There was a swing chair hanging at the balcony, and it faced the streets . A small wooden table rested on the side along with two porcelain coffee cups atop it .
Yan Rusheng put down his luggage and walked over to the balcony . As he stretched his hand out to lightly push the swing, a gentle and affectionate smile subconsciously spread across his face .
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Images of Xuxu seated cross-legged on a swing chair appeared in his mind . In that scene, the sun rays shone onto her as she read her favorite book . She was all laid-back and peaceful .
As he pondered over this, he bent over to sit on it . Because of his towering figure, he awkwardly sat on it . Both of his hands cautiously gripped the sides of the swing chair, a bit fearful that the chain supporting it would snap .
It was his first time sitting on a swing chair, and it resembled closely to a pet's cozy den .
He thought, "This type of chair must be specially designed for women . "
With his toes touching the floor, he gently tried swinging it . The feeling… wasn't particularly fantastic .
Slowly but surely, he was no longer fearful .
Under the bright streetlights, the town at night appeared shrouded with mist .
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The lofty man leaned his head to the side of the swing chair and thought of the person that he was longing for . Gradually, he fell asleep .
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It was barely dawn, but the town was already starting to bustle with noise and excitement .
Yan Rusheng opened his eyes and realized that he had slept through the night while seated on the swing chair . After so many days, this was the first time that he had slept through the night .
Perhaps it was because of it that he was able to sleep through the night while seated .
He got up and took two steps towards the window . He looked down as he raised his hands to stretch himself . There were countless men and women along the streets, half of which were tourists while the other half was made up of the local stall owners and hawkers .
"Ah-choo!"
Yan Rusheng suddenly sneezed without warning . He took a sniff and his nose was blocked .
He deduced that it must have been because he slept on the swing chair for the entire night without any blanket to cover himself with . The air-conditioner in the southern part could not be compared to the heaters in the northern . The temperature wasn't well-distributed, and the quality wasn't good either .
Yan Rusheng quickly washed up and changed into a new set of clothes . He prepared to leave and continue looking for Xuxu .
He thought that since she didn't go back on the eve of the New Year, she definitely wouldn't return to the capital city any time soon .
He didn't even use any of the things that he had brought along in his luggage as the hotel had prepared all the toiletries .
In the past, he rarely used them, even if it's from a 7-star hotel .
Again, Yan Rusheng dragged his luggage and walked along the busy street . Even though the place underwent rehabilitation after a natural disaster took place over 20 years ago, its unique cultural flavors remained .
There were fewer people at both ends of the street as compared to the middle part .
As he walked, he stole glances at the shops located on both sides of the street .
He wondered if Xuxu had changed hotels because she was tired of staying in the same one . She probably might be still in town, too .
There was an old photo studio that was crowded with people . Yan Rusheng stopped in his steps and raised his head to look at the name of the photo studio - 'Historic Photo Studio' .
There were endless streams of people walking in and out .