The door of the apartment was knocked on a ping-pong slam, white ash was constantly falling on the dull yellow walls, and the dust rushed into Hoshimi's nostrils, so that she couldn't help but let out a series of sneezes, and her little face wrinkled uncomfortably, the tip of her nose was rubbed crimson by Hoshimi's hand.

Hashimoto reached out and slapped Hoshimi's fingers rubbing the tip of her nose vigorously, and pulled her aside with his backhand, and couldn't help but laugh after noticing that Hoshimi was no longer as uncomfortable as just now: "Isn't it stupid?" I knew I had rhinitis, but I didn't know how far away. ”

Hoshimi covered his mouth and nose and paid attention to the workers' movements with a worried face, and lowered his voice and said in Hashimoto's ear: "I just want to keep an eye on it, this door is quite expensive for me to buy, it is like cutting a piece of my meat, in case I am broken, I can't bear it, and..."

Her eyes slid to the door of the neighbor next door to Hashimoto's house, and she watched the cat's eyes with white dots of light swallow her distrust back into her stomach, and said, "And I need to keep me safe, if there is no door and no security, my safety is not guaranteed." ”

Hashimoto listened to Hoshimi's tirade, and felt relieved that she had too strong a sense of security, and couldn't find anything to refute, so he could only nod his head in a hurry, and his mouth applauded, and his eyes couldn't help but be affected by the people around him and paid attention to the master's operation.

The speed of the professional's Anmen is worthy of praise, and it didn't take long for Mingjin to withdraw his troops. Hoshimi sent the staff away, and he couldn't wait to try his new door, opening and closing back and forth, and Hashimoto laughed as he watched the childish movements.

"Please come in." Hoshimi once again pulled the door open and bowed down like a hostess to greet the guests, pressing the door behind him, clasping his hands in his lower abdomen to invite Hashimoto in.

Hashimoto hadn't seen it yet, but she just looked at the entrance of the apartment and felt familiar for a while, and the ornaments on the shoe rack in the entrance and the color of the shoe cabinet made her feel familiar, until she walked into the living room with a similar layout to her own home, and saw the record player placed next to the simple bookshelf, and remembered where she had seen such a decoration.

In the Hoshimi Weibu house, to be precise, it was a high-end apartment that lived with his mother before Hoshimi Weibu, and there was almost no difference between the entrance design of the high-end apartment and this apartment, and even the furnishings in the living room were like an enlarged version, with some more exquisite furniture, and the entire location was almost the same.

Hoshimi noticed Hashimoto's silence and looked around, and noticed her somewhat surprised look, and asked, "Isn't it similar?" ”

Hashimoto nodded.

Hoshimi explained, "I only found out about it after I opened the door, and if it weren't for the thick layer of dust on the entrance and the peeling paint coating of the shoe cabinet, I would have thought I was hallucinating." Her hands were resting on the chairs in the dining room, which had chairs on only three sides, a children's chair near the door, and a brown bear sitting on a pink high-legged children's chair.

Hoshimi took the bear in his hand with some feeling, and was trying to find a sense of memory from the bear doll, but the next second he sneezed heavily, and the bear in his hand was also abandoned by her, and the next second it fell into Hashimoto's arms accurately.

Hoshimi looked at Hashimoto's frightened appearance, covered his nose and waved his hand to explain: "It's so heavy dust, where is that bear a brown bear, it's clearly a 'grizzly' bear, I almost choked to death by that smell." ”

Hashimoto looked at the innocent bear doll in his hand, and the brown bear's round eyes stared at it blankly, as if telling Hashimoto about his helplessness after being ruthlessly abandoned by his master.

"You've got a bear like this, and you're going to live here today?" Hashimoto grabbed the bear in his hand, and stared at Hoshimi with two pairs of round eyes, making her feel ashamed and empty, and she could only stare at her toes and stop answering.

Hashimoto sighed, left the bear on the shelf at hand, and secretly patted the bear on the head as he parted, trying to comfort the bear who was left behind again, and then grabbed Hoshimi's shoulder and pushed her out.

Before Hoshimi could stop her, Hashimoto took the initiative to close the door for her, and turned around and crashed into Hoshimi's surprised and panicked eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that? You are willing to challenge your rhinitis, and you can go back and stay. As he spoke, Hashimoto let go and walked straight to his house, and the next second he was grabbed by the hand that he expected to reach out.

Hoshimi tugged at her sleeve, looked at her with a look of despair and said, "Nanamin, the key is on the shoe cabinet, all of them are there. ”

Hashimoto reacted instantly, and looked at Hoshimi with four eyes, but was relatively speechless. After a while, he slowly held back a sentence, "Why don't we call the staff back again?" ”

Hoshimi's eyes darkened, and she reluctantly added, "Not only the keys are inside, but my suitcase and my mobile phone are all inside." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a cool breeze blew from the direction of the balcony, passed through the corridor, rolled up the scum and dust that had not yet had time to be cleaned by the door, and threw it at Hoshimi's face, and another loud sneeze resounded throughout the building.

In the end, I found a nearby locksmith through the administrator to help Hoshimi open the door, and the price of the expensive door lock was that ordinary locksmiths couldn't open her door for a while, so they could only hit the door lock mercilessly with a hammer, and also hit Hoshimi's heart, every hammer is money, the small hammer is eighty, the sledgehammer is one hundred, and every sound that rings is the sound of money.

Hashimoto prepared the toiletries, and when she came out of the bathroom, she saw Hoshimi holding a pot of palm-sized cactus balls looking up and down, she leaned closer and looked at the nest of ordinary lazy plants, and didn't see anything unusual, and asked curiously, "What is Miho looking at?" ”

Hoshimi frowned and shrugged Hashimoto, then mysteriously raised the cactus ball in his hand a little higher and said, "Look carefully! Look hard! Don't blink an eye! ”

Hashimoto half-convinced took her cactus and looked back and forth, his eyes were a little sour, but he still didn't see anything special.

Hoshimi glanced at her proudly, raised his chin and leaned on the back of the chair with his arms folded, and teased, "I don't see it." ”

Hashimoto looked at Hoshimi's mysterious appearance, put the cactus ball firmly on the table again, and nodded helplessly and admitted, "I didn't see anything." ”

Hoshimi snapped his fingers and said with a smug face: "It's right if you can't see it, because it's an ordinary cactus, and if you look at it for another hour, you won't be able to look at it and get a rose." ”

She noticed that Hashimoto's face sank instantly, and her desire to survive helped her accurately catch the hand knife aimed at the top of her head, almost perfectly reproducing the standard action of catching the white blade with her bare hands.

Hoshimi smiled and explained again: "Actually, it's because the mystery is not on the cactus, don't you want to hit me, you can take a look!" Don't do it—" She grabbed the back of Hashimoto's hand hard, for fear that she would accidentally hurt her head.

"Don't be in a hurry to do it first, I didn't talk nonsense this time, you look at the flower pots, the flower pots are underground!"

Hashimoto didn't bother to clean her up, and picked up the pot with one hand again, and there was still nothing underneath.

Hoshimi looked at the corners of Hashimoto's pursed lips and hurriedly got up to explain and opened the flower pot, relieved under Hashimoto's surprised eyes, and slowly introduced: "This is a double-layer flower pot, and the inner layer is rubber paper, so it is very thin and cannot be seen from the outside, you see, I put the key in this mezzanine, isn't it very witty!" ”

Hashimoto smiled and nodded dotingly, watching Hoshimi satisfactorily place the cactus on the balcony of his house, and vigorously adjusting his position, muttering strange spells on his lips.

It has always been a dark balcony at night, and these days it has been an amiable candlelight, and the warm yellow light has clothed Hoshimi with a soft robe. Hashimoto watched her muttering to herself as she planned which plants to put on the balcony and where to place them, and a shallow shadow of Hokkaido appeared in his mind.