Chapter 2: Wrong Room

完退出屋外，绅士地把房门关住。

Upon seeing the man leave, she immediately jumped out of bed, opened the door, and checked the room number. Oh no, it really was 501.

看到男子离去，她马上跳下床来打开门看了一下房门号，天，真的是501.

Who would have thought that her key to room 401 could open the door of room 501?

谁能想到她401的钥匙能开501的门？

Oh dear, what a blunder – she must have had a momentary lapse in judgment.

白灵呀白灵，你真的是脑子进水了。

She had entered the wrong room without even realizing it. If it hadn''t been for the actual room occupant''s arrival, she might have spent the night here without ever discovering her mistake.

走错了房间都浑然不觉，要不是房间的真正主人来了，你今晚都要在这过夜了你也发现不了。

Ugh! Stupid! You''re as dumb as a pig.

哎!蠢！你真蠢成猪了。

Chastising herself, she started picking up the scattered clothes around the room – underwear, panties – – gosh! She couldn''t believe she''d thrown them in such an obvious spot.

一边自责一边收拾自己到处扔的衣服，什么内衣呀，内裤呀，天！她居然直接扔在了这么显眼的地方。

Her disarray had caused her tremendous embarrassment this time. She wished she could just vanish into a crevice.

她这邋遢的毛病呀这一次可害惨了她，真是丢脸死了，她恨不得直接找个地缝钻进去。

Luckily, she didn''t know him, and if she switched rooms, he wouldn''t recognize her either. This thought provided her with some consolation.

她自我安慰道:幸好幸好，她不认识他，以后换间房子住，他也不知道自己是谁。