Guest User
February 16, 2024
It is hard to describe how I felt on the night of February 14th. I lived on the second floor, with elderly and children in three rooms. I went to bed before 10 o'clock for the next day's trip. Who would have thought that it was like living in a noisy KTV room around 11 o'clock. After more than an hour of negotiations at the front desk and countless negotiations with Ctrip, it was said that the KTV changed the room. After that, I felt like I was living next to the KTV room and could enjoy every high and low music at any time, which lasted until about 1 o'clock in the morning...
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