"Slowly Reading a Parisian Afternoon Above Chunxi Road"

Chunxi Road is vibrant, yet Guixiang Hotel remains gentle. The bustling street sounds are muffled by wooden windows. Pushing open the balcony doors, the city unfolds beneath my feet as I sip a latte in quiet appreciation. The room's rhythm is just right - not too far from the hustle, yet peaceful enough to make time stand still. Vintage chandeliers, carved mirrors, and the pine-scented corridor... like stepping onto the set of an old French film, where every step naturally slows to match the pace. After six o'clock, slanting sunlight spills in, landing perfectly on the half-read page of my novel, casting a soft haze. Leaning back on the sofa with my book, a friend remarked it felt like a scene from a classic Parisian movie. Though Taikoo Li pulses just downstairs, this space remains an oasis of calm in the urban rush - a stolen moment of serenity in life's busy flow.