Stepping into this hotel is like breaking into an unknown dream, and Xiao Li is undoubtedly the unique light in this dream.
When I first saw Xiao Li, he sat at the front desk, and there was a soft atmosphere around him, which was a kind of peace of mind. In the corner of this bustling city, the hotel is like a small universe, and he is the mysterious guardian who controls the entrance password.
At check-in, his voice seemed to flow from the gap of time, warm and clear, with just the right temperature. Every word was like a carefully carved note, jumping and hovering in the air, weaving a fine web of comfort, gently wrapping me. His eyes were deep and focused, as if to see through the fatigue of my journey, and seemed to convey a silent promise that here you would be well cared for.
After checking in, I encountered some small problems and dialed the front desk phone. Soon I heard a steady footsteps from far and near. The moment the door opened, Xiao Li stood there like an envoy from the fog. His way of solving the problem was simple and efficient, and his actions were like clouds and flowing water, without a trace of redundancy. In him, there is a magic beyond ordinary, able to turn trivial trouble into intangible.
When he checked out, he smiled and said goodbye to me, the smile was like a flower blooming in spring, warm and brilliant. In that smile, it seemed to hide countless stories about the hotel, stories about passengers, and his own stories.
Xiao Li, he is not only the front desk staff of the hotel, he is more like a comforter of the soul, in this side of the world, in his unique way, writing his own poems. His existence makes the hotel no longer a place to rest, but a harbor that can temporarily forget the world and find peace of mind. I sincerely hope that when I come back next time, I can meet this unique light.