The houses here are not allowed to be sold.

So in Havana, where tourism is more and more developed, many houses have become B & B.

For Bo Huan.

She has indeed been to many places, but most of the time it may be because of the mission.

And here is a complete accident, she does not know what will happen here!

As a place for her to escape, what kind of people she will meet here is unknown

She doesn't know much about the country, and she doesn't even know what to do tomorrow.

Come, come.

Maybe tomorrow, she will really integrate into the city.

Today, she just wants to have a good sleep.

The owner of the B & B is an old man with a white beard.

After she went in, the kind grandfather gave her a smile, communicated with her in simple English, and then took her upstairs.

Cubans don't all know English. Most of them only know simple everyday things.

In front of me, the whole big city is quiet, just like resting.

Bo Huan enters the room.

The room was not very big. It was twenty or thirty square meters, but everything was complete. After thanking the landlord's grandfather, she closed the door.

Bo Huan fell heavily on the bed and fell into the soft quilt. Her hands held the quilt tightly for a long time

Then slowly release.

She didn't know how long she had been lying on the bed, confused, and how long the time had passed.

She only felt that she was in a daze, sleeping for some time, but she was not sleeping well enough.

Off and on.

Really left there, came to this strange country, she seems to really start to look at their own behavior.

As time went by, it was two o'clock in the middle of the night when she got out of bed.

She went to the bathroom, turned on the tap, washed her face, and turned on the shower. She could not take off her clothes and washed off her exhaustion.

More than ten minutes later, as she wiped her wet, soft, short black hair, she went to the window.

Outside the night sky is still dark blue, only a few hanging lights between the buildings, vaguely lit up the stone road below.

She didn't sleep again.

The window sill was wide, and she sat up and looked down at the night below, leaning her back against the wall behind her.

Now

Right now.

This time, she knew, her heart finally calmed down

In the dead of night, no one can disturb her.

She began to look at herself.

Is it really right for her to do so?

But if she doesn't leave, what will she face?

Arthur would ask her what her illness was.

Maybe ask her why she's hiding him

However, what she was most afraid of was that he would think he was cheating his feelings

A not so normal person, to be with such an excellent one

Is she really worthy of

Her appearance seems to be remarkable, but her heart is still closed, inferiority

She did not dare to deal with people because she was afraid that after getting familiar with the other party, she would find her own differences and be afraid to stay away from herself.

however, such a thing is more than once?

She has experienced, so just in this kind of time, the head also did not return to escape!

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