Located on a remote street in Edogawa-ku, Tokyo, there is a row of small buildings adjacent to the street, which should have been built in the seventies and eighties of the last century, and the green area outside is very large, in addition to trees, the high walls are also covered with rattan.

Each house is a private house, and it's very quiet because there are fences on both sides of the street that prohibit vehicular traffic.

This is where Ono's parents used to live, and it is also an extremely luxurious and high-end place.

According to Ono, her mother was killed by his father many years ago, and she doesn't know why, but her father killed her mother, and her father has been wandering since then, and the home has been uninhabited since.

Except for the occasional visit, there was no one else here.

Zhang Yi and Ono Eiko entered the courtyard and entered the house.

A total of two floors, no garage, the decoration pattern inside is a typical Japanese house, there is no bed at home, the floor is a section higher is the bed, also called tatami mat or something, the door is not open, but pulled, the TV is still a big TV in the eighties or nineties, a qiē is very old.

Of course, because it belongs to a high-end community, it has all living facilities, such as 24-hour hot water and so on.

"I'm going to take a shower and sit here and don't move. After Zhang Yi visited the house for a while, he plunged into the bathroom, and the smell of blood on his body was too great.

Eiko Ono sat on the tatami mat, her eyes blank, she didn't know what her fate would be.

Zhang Yi washed quickly, and in less than five minutes, he suddenly opened the door of the bathroom and said, "Is there a bath towel?"

"I'm looking for it," Eiko Ono was so frightened that she flipped around.

It's just that after rummaging for a long time, she didn't find a bath towel, nor did she find pajamas, only a set of white samurai practice clothes.

"Zhang Sang, is this okay? She walked cowardly to the bathroom door and pointed to the practice service in her hand.

"I'm not used to wearing other people's old clothes, forget it, so be it" Zhang Yi put on his shorts and strode out.

Ono Eiko lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, and her body bent respectfully.

Zhang Yi walked up to her, stretched out his hand to gently hold up her face, and ordered: "Go in and take a bath, and wash my clothes by the way." ”

"Yes. Ono Eiko was obedient and ran into the bathroom with small steps.

Zhang Yi shook his head and smiled, what was wrong with him, why did he start bullying people

That's right, seeing Yingzi obedient like this, he couldn't help but want to give orders to her.

He pulled out a cigarette from his clothes, then lay down on the tatami mat, listened to the noise in the bathroom, and then quietly let out his mind and leaned in.

It's not that she wants to peek at her bathing, but the bathroom has a window, and she's afraid that Eiko Ono will take the opportunity to escape.

It's just that when his mind just poked in, he was happy all of a sudden. Because Eiko Ono was standing under the sprinkler head in a daze, her clothes were wet from top to bottom.

It may have been panicked and scared, so she forgot to take off her clothes.

Zhang Yi's dirty clothes were in the bathroom, and after standing under the sprinkler for a while, she squatted down and washed her clothes.

It took a full hour for Zhang Yi's old clothes to be washed and dried directly on the clothes pole in the bathroom.

After drying the clothes, Ono Yingzi gently opened the bathroom door, and the whole person appeared in front of Zhang Yi wet.

Her clothes were wet, so she looked very wolfy, her hair was scattered, and her wet clothes were clinging tightly to her body.

Zhang Yi's calm face twitched, and his gaze quickly moved away.

"You're going to catch a cold like this" Zhang Yi's voice was a little hoarse, he was a normal man, but at this moment he was a little abnormal, and there seemed to be a flame in his throat. At the same time, his eyes were straight.

When Ono Eiko heard Zhang Yi's words, she cried all of a sudden, and the tears flowed down one by one, Zhang Yi actually cared about her.

She stood at the door of the bathroom, Zhang Yi was lying on the tatami mat, neither of them continued to speak, and Zhang Yi's heart was also struggling violently.

A sneeze broke the silence between the two, after all, it was winter, and although the temperature in Tokyo did not reach below zero, it was only above zero ten degrees, so she was drenched in water, and there were signs of a cold.

And Zhang Yi was also shocked by her sneezing, and instantly sobered up.

He got up quickly, although the moment just now made him want to commit a crime, but he suddenly wanted to let go, although she was Japanese, she was not yet a full adult, and she was not even the size of a little nurse, so he was a little unable to do it.

Hatred of the Japanese is one thing, but if you really do that kind of thing, it is no different from a brute

There is a wardrobe behind the tatami mats, and there is a white cotton patch in the wardrobe, and he has already swept it here with his mind, so he knows what is there.

He took out the quilt, pointed to the tatami mat and said, "Take off your clothes and go to bed, cover it." ”

"Yes" She thought that Zhang Yi was going to treat her badly, so she trembled when she answered, and tears flowed like a spring.

She took off her coat and lay down, covered it with a quilt, closed her eyes and didn't dare to speak, and didn't dare to look at Zhang Yi.

And as soon as she got into bed, Zhang Yi went into the bathroom again, the water temperature was lowered, and it was poured from head to toe, forcing herself to calm down and calm down

If she were an adult, then he wouldn't hesitate, pick up a gun and kill everywhere, and there would be no sense of guilt, but the point is that she hasn't grown up yet.

When Ono Yingzi saw Zhang Yi running into the bathroom to take a bath again, she looked stunned and weird, does this Chinese man have a habit of cleanliness and how to wash and wash