reluctantly

After the Spring Festival, Xiaoer Tianqing hurried over from home. The festive atmosphere has not dissipated in the town. The streets are still scattered with New Year’s red paper. But as soon as you step into this land, you feel out of place. There are two worlds with one door, and the inn is empty and dark.

"The shopkeeper!"

With his luggage on his back, Tian Qing called out cautiously, but there was no answer, only an echo.

"The shopkeeper's——"

The echo was like a ghost, and Xiao Er fell to the ground in fright, his luggage hit the ground heavily, not to mention how pitiful his little face was.

"Tsk", a figure flashed in front of the stairs, dressed in expensive clothes, with a sneer on his face, "I don't see you in January, Tianqing, you gave me a big gift."

"The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper?" Xiaoer asked tentatively. He probably believed that what appeared now was not some kind of ghost. Didn't it mean that everyone's life in the world was at stake, and maybe the shopkeeper died in the Spring Festival unfortunately?

"Could it be Jiang Youyou? Your boss is alive and well."

"In this world, no one will live better than your shopkeeper."

The voice fell, and the figure approached. Looking at that face and speaking expression, who else is there besides his profiteer-like innkeeper?

Xiao Er breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to stand up, but was knocked down by a fan, looking up was Jiang Buhuo's face smiling kindly.

Jiang Buhuo said, "Forgive me, Xiaoer, for a long walk, let's rest on the ground for a while."

Yu Yin was just giggling, Xiao Er Tianqing was so angry that he was cold on the ground and shivered for a long time.

The author has something to say:

I planned to write Lily next, but this one jumped out first, and the story will not be too long.

The previous story mainly happened in the inn, but this one is mostly outside the inn, so the role of the innkeeper Xiaoer will not be too much.