This hotel was a resort hotel belonging to the Shen group. It was quite large-scale in this small town,
but it had already been booked up for the fireworks festival. Lenny had a business brain, so he asked
the hotel to clean up the lawn along the river behind the hotel. Anyone who rented tents or brought their
own tents could camp there.
The hotel's location was high. It was good to camp on the lawn at night to watch fireworks. As soon as
this project was launched, it was also very popular. The hotel's rooms were quickly booked up. The
whole hotel was lively inside and outside.
Cassandra and the others didn't worry about the accommodation. Lenny reserved a suite on the top
floor, and the security was strengthened. No one was allowed to enter or leave freely.
After dealing with all these, Cassandra and the others set out for a walk in the town. It was rare for
Martin to change into casual clothes today, which was prepared by Cassandra to match her own
clothes. As soon as the two of them came out, they dazzled a group of people.
Arthur and Lenny were fine. After all, the two of them were also in love. Moore and Carlos looked at
each other. When the two single men saw each other, they wanted to hold their heads and cry bitterly.
White River Town was not a big town. It was just a small winding street. On both sides of the street
were some shops, with a variety of goods. In the past few days, the most popular goods was naturally
fireworks.
The group of people walked very slowly on the bustling street. Cassandra took Martin's hand and
walked all the way, and finally stopped in front of an old handwork shop.
On the mottled wall, in addition to the concentric locks hanging, there were also some densely written
words, probably some confessions of love.
Lenny pointed at the concentric lock hanging near the wall in front of the shop and said, "This
handwork shop is an old brand. Its owner is a local with ancestral craftsmanship. Many young couples
will make or customize the concentric locks by themselves for luck. Do you want to go in and have a
look?"
Arthur, a cunning man, leaned over and said, "Of course, why not? I will make a concentric lock for you
in person. From now on, you will be locked by me."
Lenny was speechless.
How sad it was to have such a weird boyfriend?
Cassandra shook Martin's arm and said, "Darling, let's go inside and have a look, okay?"
Martin nodded slightly. With a happy look on Cassandra's face, she took Martin's hand and walked in.
The two men, Moore and Carlos, looked helpless and followed them in.
There were many tourists in the shop. The owner of the shop was a middle-aged man in a long cotton
robe. He didn't have the time to entertain so many guests, but just let them enjoy themselves. Many
tourists sat on the ground and personally made their own concentric locks.
After wandering around the shop for a long time, Cassandra stopped in front of a very Vintage lock.
The surface of the concentric lock was complex ancient words, and there was a simple peach blossom
in the middle.
"Sweetheart, what do you think of this one?" Cassandra poked the concentric lock and said with a
smile.
Martin looked at the lock and nodded. "You like it?"
Cassandra immediately nodded, "That's it. Let's engrave our two names on it. As Mr. Arthur just said,
from now on, you will be locked by me."
A trace of helplessness appeared on Martin's face. He never believed in such things, but at this
moment, he also wanted to see if the so-called concentric lock really had a spirit.
Cassandra was about to take off the concentric lock when the owner suddenly came over and said,
"Wait a minute, Miss."
Cassandra's hand froze in the air. She turned her head and saw the boss, who was a middle-aged man
with a kind look. He looked at Cassandra from a distance and then at the concentric lock. He said with
a smile, "Miss, this is the treasure of our shop. It was inherited from my ancestors. It's spiritual and has
been hanging here for many years. Many customers are interested in it, but they haven't sold it yet. "
The implication was that the lock was not for sale.
Cassandra said, "Boss, do you mean that the lock is not for sale?"
The owner shook his head with a smile and said, "I just said that this lock was handed down from my
ancestors. It is said to be made of some three-life stone. It is an old item and is not for sale. However,
as long as you can tell me a story that will impress me, I can give this lock to you as a gift."
A story was exchanged with a lock. There was really such a loving person in the world?
Cassandra smiled, "I have a good story, but you have so many guests. It's too noisy, so I can't tell you."
The owner immediately said, "There's an apprentice in the shop, and I don't have to watch it all the
time. If you really want to do it, you'd better sit in the back hall. As for your story, I'll listen to you
carefully."
If it weren't for the bright day and there were so many people around, Cassandra would have thought
that the boss was a fox or some other temptress, but if he wanted to seduce the some men, he should
have seduced young handsome men. Now the temptress didn't play according to the routine?
Cassandra looked at the boss and nodded, "Okay, but we have a few friends. We can go in together."
If it were a gangster, there would be a few guards.
The owner nodded. Cassandra, together with Arthur, Lenny and the others, went to the back hall.
Through the front hall of the shop, coming out of a wooden door, there was a small garden, and behind
the garden was the back hall.
The back hall was antique, and the furniture were all in the same old style. Martin and Shen Lenny
knew a little about antiques, and they could tell at a glance that these furniture was all old antiques, not
new things in old style.
'The boss used these priceless old things as daily utensils. I don't know if he is enjoying his life or
wasting a heavenly treasure. '
The owner asked his guests to sit down and made tea for them. Then he looked at Cassandra and
said, "My surname is Wang, the owner of this shop. I have worked here for several generations, and
that lock is also an old item left behind by my ancestors. It is said that it is very intelligent. As long as
the two people with names carved on it can be married for three lives. Because of the legend of the
lock, the name of this shop is also the same. So you just took a fancy to the lock. What kind of story are
you going to tell me to move me? "
Legends must have a certain legendary color, and that lock was the same. Who knew if a lock could
lock two people, let alone three lives?
However, there were too many couples who loved each other deeply, not to mention that it was good to
exchange a story for a blessing.
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