Chapter 17

Yoko Ono was awakened by a familiar vomit. She almost instinctively turned over and sat up. Baijiro had already opened his eyes and stared at the door with a pair of wet dog eyes. She looked like she wanted to bark but didn't dare to bark.

Accidentally fell asleep? Yoko Ono looked at his blanket and held it in his hand. He felt a burst of warmth in his heart, but immediately reacted to look for Beiyuan xiuci and found him standing at the door.

Yoko Ono quickly stood up, and xiuci kithara turned back with a smile and said, "it seems that your mother has come back..."

He doesn't know Yoko Ono's mother and has never seen her. It should be because the two people have different work and rest times. When he went to school in the morning, Yoko Ono's mother probably didn't get up. After he had a rest in the evening, 80% of Yoko Ono's mother came back. He had been a neighbor for more than a week and had never seen her at all.

However, the woman who knelt in the corridor and vomited in the middle of the night should be Yoko Ono's mother.

Yoko Ono quickly picked up his schoolbag, put on his hat, hurried to the porch, put on his small leather shoes, and bowed deeply to Hideki kithara: "it's adding trouble to o'nissan!"

"It's all right." kithara smiled, and the vomiting outside became more violent. Yoko Ono hurried out, and baijiro followed her closely.

Yoko Ono ran to the corridor and reached out to help her mother, but unexpectedly, her mother suddenly pushed her hand and said vaguely, "don't... Don't pull me, I can still drink."

Yoko Ono stumbled and almost sat on the ground, while her mother knelt there with her head against the wall, muttering and muttering. She didn't know what she was talking about. Yoko Ono felt very ashamed. He didn't even dare to look back at Xiuji kithara's expression. He rushed up again to hold up her mother. He whispered, "Mom, go home quickly! You'll quarrel with others."

"No, you can't go home! Who said you want to go home?" Yoko Ono's mother danced with her hands on the wall over her head, but her voice was higher. Moreover, the drunk was already strong. Yoko Ono was young and had little strength. She was directly thrown aside, and her mother couldn't maintain her posture and lay down directly on the vomit.

When baijiro saw Yoko Ono fall, he jumped in front of her, leaned down, bared his canine teeth, and made a "whine" sound in his mouth, but it was too small to be a deterrent.

Kitahara Xiuji could not see it, sighed, and helped Ono Youko's mother rise up. She was not exposed to her clothes. She was also full of strange flavour mixed with gastric juice, undigested food, wine odour, and inferior perfume. The acid was smelly, smelly and fishy, and the incense of Kitahara Xiuji had vomited desire.

He held back and said with a forced smile to Yoko Ono, "find the key and open the door, Yoko."

"Yes, o'nissan." Yoko Ono didn't dare to look at Hideki kithara's face. He bowed his head, picked up her mother's satchel, searched for it for a moment, and ran straight to the door of the house. Baijiro hesitated and turned to follow her at her feet.

Hideki kithara dragged Yoko Ono's mother behind him like a dead dog, but the woman in her arms was not honest and stretched out her hand to touch him. Yoko Ono opened the door and ran over again. He helped xiuci Beiyuan put her mother up and finally brought it home.

Put Yoko Ono's mother on the couch stick rice. Kithara xiuci just got up and looked at the room and frowned. The room is really messy. Women's clothes are littered everywhere, including many intimate interiors. A small square table is littered with several beer cans and leftover takeout lunch boxes. It's not very dirty. It can be seen that someone has been cleaning all the time. The reason why it's so messy is that someone keeps making garbage so that the cleaning person can't clean it up.

Yoko Ono's mother lying on the ground may feel the glare of facing the light. She covered her eyebrows and eyes with one hand for a while, and then looked around in confusion. It seemed that she found Suji kithara. As soon as she raised her hand, she grabbed him and said vaguely, "Hey, handsome boy, is this your home?"

Kithara xiuci broke off her hand and didn't care about her. She calmly said, "Mrs. Ono, this is your home."

"Call me youmeizi, Madam or not." she said and touched her body for a while. Finally, she reached into her chest clothes and took out a wrinkled business card from bra. She not only tore away the clothes that were originally open necked, revealing a piece of snow-white and a little dark red, but also took out several banknotes that were nested in a ball. Her head looked like Natsume Soseki, It should be a thousand yuan note.

She slipped her business card into Beiyuan xiuci's hand and said vaguely, "please continue to take care of my sister's business in the future!"

Beiyuan xiuci glanced at the business card. On the front was printed the words "youmeizi" and a telephone number - not even a surname, probably a flower name - and on the back was printed the address of Yifan street 502# Liuhua store in Nagoya SZ district.

Although Hideki kithara came to RB not long ago, you can guess from the style and address that Yoko Ono's mother is probably a hostess or public relations woman, or not very high-grade.

He was looking at his business card. Yoko Ono came quickly with a washbasin and towel. Looking at his mother who was drunk and disheveled, he felt very embarrassed. He whispered: "I'm sorry to cause trouble to Ernesto again... Well, I'll scrub my mother. Can Ernesto..."

Yumiko is now the same as she fell into a pig trough and was soaked in swill. She really should clean it up, but xiuci kithara feels that Yoko Ono doesn't want him to stay here and continue to watch what makes her sad, so as to avoid further damage to her self-esteem. He doesn't mind being ordered to leave, but he is more sympathetic.

He pretended that nothing had happened. It seemed that everything in front of him was normal. He smiled and said, "I'll go back first... Bye, Yoko."

"Goodbye, o'nissan." Yoko Ono didn't look up from beginning to end. He just bowed deeply.

Beiyuan xiuci couldn't help but want to reach out and touch her little head to show comfort, but after thinking about it, she turned and left directly. When helping her close the door, she saw that she was kneeling beside her mother, wringing a towel. Under the pale light, she looked bent and seemed to be carrying a burden that others couldn't see.

He returned to his apartment, closed the door and gently shook his head - everyone has a difficult lesson. His childhood was a little miserable, and Yoko Ono didn't seem to be much better.

He leaned back against the door for a moment, sighed, smelled his own smell, retched, and quickly began to peel off his clothes - he was not a cleanliness mania, but according to his previous experience, he had to use cleanliness to maintain his little self-esteem.

People can be poor, can wear simple, but can not be dirty, can not leave the impression of decadence to others!

For a long time, it almost became his habit. He couldn't stand the mess anymore, just like he had OCD.

He changed his casual clothes and was ready to wash the dirty smell directly, but he heard the door rustling. He opened the door strangely and saw baijiro with his head tilted and his tongue sticking out. The dog's face was full of flattery and stood in front of the door wagging his tail.

Hideki kithara and baijiro looked at each other for a while and rushed out: "you can't stay here and go to the street." he slapped his hands here. He didn't live in a crowded place and had no place to take in small animals... Besides, there should be lice on the goods?

Baijiro seemed to understand what he said. His tail slowly pulled, turned and walked towards the stairs. His little figure was a little desolate. He walked a few steps and turned around. He looked at kithara Xiuji with wet dog eyes, as if hoping that he could change his mind. However, he found that kithara Xiuji's face was cold and hard, so he had to lower his head again, sob and stagger forward with his tail.

What kind of shit is this?! Can a dog do this? Grandma, it's really a dog thing! Kithara xiuci gave a dark scold and shouted, "Hello!"

Seeing the dog, he thought of Yoko Ono just now. It seemed that driving it to the street violated some kind of human morality.

Baijiro stopped and looked at Beiyuan Xiuji with his head tilted. Beiyuan Xiuji let go of the door unhappily, "go in!"

Baizirang's eyes shone with joy. He turned and rushed to the door, but he turned too hard and slipped down. It didn't care. Its feet slipped and its heels rolled and crawled, so it rushed into the house, sat in the porch, stretched out its tongue and breathed, and the dog's face was full of flattery.

Beiyuan xiuci regretted that his heart was too soft. He kicked it lightly and scolded: "go to the bathroom to take a bath. If you dare to shit and pee in the house, you'll be kicked out. Do you understand?"