Chapter 2 chapter 2

Since then, Kataoka has borrowed houses from me several times. "Don't keep asking me to borrow it, isn't it good to go to the hotel once in a while?" Hearing what I said, Kataoka frowned exaggeratedly. "Why don't you understand? Women are a kind of extravagant creatures. If you're used to hotels, it's fine. Besides, your house is pretty good, and Guangjiang is very satisfied." "Have you explained to her whose house this house belongs to?" "Of course I said it was mine. I also said that this is my small villa. I don't usually live in it. It's only for dating. Sometimes when I get off work late, I give her the key and ask her to wait for me in the house. But Don't worry, I told her not to touch anything in the house.

"That's about the same." As I said, I handed over the key and took another five thousand yuan note. A few days later, Honda from the Purchasing Department and Zhongshan from the General Affairs Department also came to ask me to borrow a house, and they both said they heard about it from Kataoka. "What's wrong with taking the opportunity to earn some pocket money? Just like Jack Lemon, maybe good luck will come your way." Faced with my questioning, Kataoka said indifferently. "Who is Jack Raymond?" "It's the leading actor in the movie "Lending the Keys to the Apartment". He was just a mediocre character in the company, and he was not at all prominent in the company. But because he often lent his apartment to his boss as a place for trysts with his lover, He gradually became a character."

"Aren't you guys just ordinary employees?" "Although we are penniless now, maybe we will become famous in the future." "If only that was the case," I said. In a blink of an eye, this house rental transaction has lasted for more than three months.On this day, I greeted the morning in the parking lot of the family hotel as usual.I haven't slept in my own bed for three days.Last night it was Kataoka, and the previous two nights were used by Honda and Zhongshan in turn, and business was booming. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and drove back to the apartment, took out the key and opened the door to enter the house.The room is scorching hot, and the air conditioner is "whirling" to send heat.

"Kataoka, it seems that I have to ask him to charge the electricity bill." I muttered, and suddenly found something moving on the bed.I was startled, and when I looked carefully, I was even more surprised, only to see a strange woman lying there. At that moment, I thought I had broken into someone else's house by mistake, so I quickly looked around.I haven't been home for several days, and my memory is a little blurred.But there is no doubt that this is my home, otherwise how could the key open the door. Probably Kataoka left this woman here and left first.This guy, besides Hayama Hiroe, actually has another partner.

I stepped forward and pushed the woman on the shoulder. "Hey, get up, it's time." The woman didn't respond.Could it be death? I became nervous, but then I felt the warmth of her body.After a few more pushes, she finally opened her eyes slightly and sat up abruptly. "Who are you?" She pulled the blanket up to her chest and stared at me warily like she was guarding against vermin.I can't say where, but she is very similar to the young actress McClain. "I am the master of this house," I said. "This house?" She looked around the room.

"I'm not lying. The evidence is this key." I shook the key in front of her a few times, "I just lent the house to a friend to earn some extra money. We agreed to start at night Ten o'clock until six o'clock in the morning. Now—" I raised my watch and looked at it, my eyes widened immediately, "It's over, if you don't hurry up, you will be late. In a word, the scheduled time has exceeded, please Let’s go now. I’ll ask Kataoka for the extra fee.” "Kataoka? Who is that?" The woman asked, frowning. "Kataoka is the man who brought you here, didn't you spend the night with him?"

"I don't know that person." "Don't know? How is this possible." "I just don't know you." The woman pouted. "And who did you spend last night with? Who brought you here?" "Who..." She thought for a while, then looked at me blankly, "I don't know either." I have a headache. "Why don't you even understand this? Did you come here alone?" "Well, it's not really..." She rested her chin on one hand, tilted her head in thought, "So who brought me here?" "Yeah, so I asked who you are."

"Well, I just remember where I drank and someone came to talk to me, but I can't remember the rest." The woman inserted her fingers into her short hair, scratched it a few times, and suddenly stared at me as if remembering something: "I remember it seems to be you." I almost fell over. "Don't talk nonsense, I catted in the car all night last night!" "But this is your home, right?" "It's true." "In that case, didn't you bring me here?" "Didn't I just say that I lent the house to..." It's really not easy to explain clearly, but this time it's my turn to scratch my head, "Forget it, no matter who your boyfriend is, it has nothing to do with me. Now please leave my house quickly."

After hearing this, the woman rolled her big eyes in a murmur, twisted her body a few times in the blanket, and suddenly let out an "ah". "What's wrong?" I asked. She glanced at me slowly: "Oops..." "What happened?" I took a step closer. "Don't come here!" the woman said sharply. "What's the matter, I just want to ask you what happened?" The woman was silent for a moment, then raised her head and whispered, "I can't just leave like this." "What did you say?" "Looks like I did it without wearing that last night."

"what?" I understood it as soon as I said it, and opened the cabinet to check the number of condoms, and it really didn't decrease. "What does this have to do with you staying here?" "Because," the woman said after a while, "yesterday was an out-and-out dangerous day." "Dangerous? Ah...that's how it is." I scratched my cheek with my index finger, "That's really unlucky. But, no matter how you say it, it has nothing to do with me." "If I just leave without knowing who the other party is, what if I get pregnant?"

"You ask me, who am I going to ask? It's you who spent a good night with a certain man." "But surely it's your friend?" "That's true, I guess that guy Kataoka did it." "Then go check it out. If I don't know the truth, I won't leave." The woman sat on the bed and wrapped the blanket tightly. Even my stomach hurts. "Why should I find out who you're dating?" "Because I have no one else to turn to. If you refuse to help me no matter what, I will scream and say that you kidnapped me here." "Are you kidding? If you do this, I will be kicked out by the landlord." "So you have to do as I tell you." I put my hands on my hips, looked down at her, and sighed. "In the final analysis, it's your fault that you just spend the night with a man you don't know." "What can I do? Every time I get drunk, my mind goes blank." The woman smirked. Aren't you a fool when you're sober?When I reached the edge of my mouth, I swallowed again. "I really can't beat you. Well, I'll try to help you find the man last night. I will contact you as soon as I find it. Go back to your home and wait." "It sounds like you're trying to play me off. That's not okay, I won't go." The woman buried her head in the blanket again. I groaned, although I really wanted to continue persuading, but if I continued to linger, I would definitely be late for work.I had no choice but to pack my clothes angrily and prepare to go out.The clothes hadn’t been changed for several days, and the socks were stinky, so I threw them in the trash can and dug out a new pair from the closet.At this time, the woman poked her head out from under the blanket again. "Are you going to work?" "yes." "which company?" I told her. "I haven't heard of it." The woman whispered. "I'm sorry." "That tie doesn't suit you at all." "Stop talking!" I yelled, "I can't help you if you have to stay here, but when I find that man, you must get out for me, and I can't be seen by the neighbors, do you hear me?" "Can I eat what's in the fridge?" "Yes, please. By the way, what's your name?" "Miyazawa Rieko." "Why doesn't it sound like my real name...you didn't lie to me?" "No, no." The woman shook her head from side to side as if being wound up. "Really, how could I suffer this kind of crime?" I squatted in the porch to put on my shoes, complaining. "Go away—" The woman stretched out her hand from the blanket and waved it. I walked out of the room and closed the door roughly.