During that time, the two of them attracted a lot of attention, but there was nothing they could do about it, because one of them had blood on his face and the other had torn clothes and no shoes on his feet.
They walked up the outdoor stairs to the second floor and stopped in front of the innermost door on the right. Sakurai Tong took out the key.
Jiangchuan originally had some expectations for the girl's boudoir, but his expectations were shattered the moment he opened the door - the door was the entrance hall, and inside was an old-fashioned tatami-style room of more than ten square meters, with a separate sliding-door bathroom, no kitchen, and the living room was also the bedroom.
Extremely ordinary.
There was a simple low table in the middle of the room with a few textbooks scattered on it. The bedding was neatly folded and placed in a corner of the room, but the trash cans of used instant noodles were scattered everywhere. There were not many pieces of furniture and household appliances. There was a clothes hanger on the wall, and in another corner there was a tabletop electric fan and a small refrigerator that was not even plugged in.
It's easy to understand if you think about it. The IOU signed by Sakurai Tong was dated May 10th. A guy who faced an economic crisis just half a month later must have problems with money management. It's not hard to understand why he lived like this.
even.
Jiangchuan doubted whether Sakurai Tong's bonus was actually 100,000 yen.
It was the first time a man came into the apartment, and Sakurai Tong realized how dirty the room was. She picked up the empty cup noodle boxes and put them in a black garbage bag, waiting to throw them into the town trash can when she went to school tomorrow.
The room was cleaner than before. Ying Jingtong raised his eyebrows and finally had time to say to the hateful guy, "Hey, you've seen where I live. I'm not lying to you. Can you leave now?"
Although the room was not satisfactory and a bit crowded for two people, it was enough to serve as a place to stay.
He didn't know what Ying Jingtong had misunderstood. Jiang Chuan sat on the tatami floor and chuckled, "I've seen it, it's okay. I'll stay here for the next few days. Sorry for disturbing you temporarily."
"Go away."
Ying Jing Tong couldn't bear it anymore, she roared loudly.
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