What is the experience of poor sound insulation in the hotel?

Living in a hotel with my boyfriend, the sound of water in the next room is constant.

The first time Xiaobai opened a house, he met his big brother next door. What should I do if the sound of running water kept going all night?

Don't be too embarrassed!

After three years with my boyfriend, from high school to college, I finally scratched it in the fourth year-

"This room doesn't seem soundproof, does it?"

I knocked on the wall of the bed, and only heard the crash and indescribable sound from the next room.

The child is not deeply involved in the world, and Xiaobai opposes Xiaobai. Faced with this situation, I can only think of one word: I am at a loss.

My boyfriend is an emotional little boy, and he can't help blushing secretly when he encounters such a thing.

"Why don't we go and get it tonight?"

According to the original plan, we should have experienced …

Everything is ready, except that the room is not soundproof. We tacitly said that we don't want our happy voice to spread to the next door.

Some happiness doesn't need to be transmitted.

(2)

I thought the noise next door was enough.

The energy of at least one normal carbon-based organism is limited, but the reality is: we are still too young, and the big brother next door has taught us another lesson …

At two o'clock in the morning, I jumped on my boyfriend, and my bags under my eyes almost fell to my chin, but I was very excited next door.

Women's voices come and go, louder and louder. After that, there were not only "squeaking", crying and swallowing, dialogue, running water, but also the sound of men hitting lighters …

Other people's first night is unforgettable because they set foot in a new world, but mine is unforgettable because of the voice next door.

How do we fall asleep in this "intense" and "hot-blooded" atmosphere?

I don't know, except that I woke up the next day and my boyfriend was gone.

There is no one in the whole room. When I went out again, a bunch of police cars surrounded the hotel, and five or six policemen were pulling the emergency red line.

"What's the matter?"

I found something wrong and immediately stopped the front desk of the hotel. The woman in her forties looks haggard.

"I don't know. I was woken up in the street early this morning and said someone was dead! "

At this time, the owner of the hotel came out of the teahouse, covering his head and frowning.

"sin! How did this happen here ... "

(3)

My heart tightened and I suddenly thought of the fierce "war" next door last night. Could something have happened to that woman?

I came up with an immature idea. I rushed to the crime scene, but was stopped by the police outside the next door.

"Officer! I know something that happened last night. The deceased is very likely to be done by one or more people! "

The man in his forties gave me a contemptuous look.

"The deceased was a 20-year-old adult male. According to the on-site investigation, 80% homicide has been ruled out. "

Twenty years old, male!

I sat on the ground alone, almost suffocating because of great fear.

At this time, a forensic doctor in a white coat came out of the room, as if chatting with the people next to him again.

"Are you sure what's going on?"

"Not completely sure, but the time of death that can be known at present is about three or four in the morning."

The conversation I overheard made my heart cool, and I suddenly remembered that my boyfriend got up last night-

There was a rustling sound in the dark, and I touched my side. No one was there.

"Baby, what are you doing?"

"Er ... I ... go to the toilet, you go to sleep."

afterwards ...

Then I woke up and found that he was gone.

Did he kill himself in the hotel in the middle of the night?

But why did you die in the next room?

What happened last night? ...

(unfinished)