Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Seeing that she actually turned around and left like that, Erdi couldn't help feeling a little surprised.

She can accept such a challenge. It seems that she is either desperate or has something to hide.

While he was thinking, two fingers pinched the curtain and lifted it, and a half-gray head came in. Erdi looked up and saw that it was the owner who had returned and was looking at him with a frown.

Erdi snorted, turned around, and slowly unbuttoned her clothes. After unbuttoning two buttons, she was scolded.

"I say... She's a girl, and you asked her to go out and do laundry in the middle of the night. What on earth were you thinking?"

Erdi turned around, her collar open, revealing a little bit of her collarbone and flat chest. He was still frank, and just casually waved his hand to push away the index finger that the class owner was pointing at his nose:

"Why, can't I wash it at night?"

Seeing that he was so nonchalant, the boss fretted back and forth:

"you!!"

He gritted his teeth, took two steps closer, pointed at his nose and continued to scold:

"Don't think I don't know that you want to force her away!"

"..."

Erdi's eyes darkened, and she took a big step back to avoid his fingertips. She slowly walked to the washbasin rack and took out a white cloth to wet it.

The cloth was gently lifted out of the water and wrung half dry until no water dripped out. The ripples on the surface of the water in the yellow copper basin gradually disappeared.

Through the crystal clear water, a delicate stage makeup suddenly comes into view.

Erdi chuckled, used a little strength, picked up a cloth and wiped off the stage makeup on her face bit by bit. The clear water in the basin gradually became turbid.

It was as if he had transformed from a richly colored oil painting into a pale sketch. Apart from the red marks left on his face from the force he had just exerted, his entire face seemed to have faded. The color of his face almost blended with his white undershirt. Even the deep red color of his lips, caused by rubbing vigorously, gradually returned to its original paleness over time.

As if the mask had been removed, his expression suddenly became calm, no longer the charming and charming look just now.

At this moment, he pursed his lips, thought for a while, and then said carefully to the leader:

"It's better to leave. I don't need anyone to wait on me."

After all, this is not a good place for a girl to stay.

The class leader took a look at his face, frowned even more tightly, and sighed helplessly.

He flicked his sleeves, turned and walked out, but when he reached the door, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

He turned his head again, looked at the other person with complicated eyes, and reminded him again:

"She's already signed the contract. It's a done deal. Just give up on that idea. Also, I think those three hooligans are interested in her. You'd better go out and take a look."

After saying that, he sighed deeply, shook his head, and then walked out slowly.

He was only fifty years old, but his back was a little hunched.

After the boss left, the narrow shed fell silent.

Erdi glanced silently at the door, then slowly turned around and continued to rub the mottled cloth in the basin. Her movements were less calm than before.

After an unknown amount of time, Erdi suddenly stopped what she was doing, swung the cloth in her hand violently, and dirty water splashed everywhere, a few drops of which splashed onto his white shirt.

Normally he loved cleanliness, but at this moment he was completely unaware of it. He just snorted coldly, turned around, lifted the curtain, and walked out quickly.

……

On the other side, the play was over and it was time to disperse. The crowd walked back to the street in twos and threes. Jingzhi, holding the basin of water, did not dare to walk straight to the river with her white hair.

She walked around in a long circle, following the corners of the alleys, and finally found a sparsely populated corner by the river.

The houses here are only three or four stories high. The wind is quite strong at night, especially by the river. It brings with it a cold vapor that tangle the willow branches of the crooked tree in front of Jingzhi.

She took two quick steps to the tree, placed the basin towards the roots, and casually brushed aside the hair that was blown to her face by the wind. However, another gust of wind blew, making her hair even more messy. Jingzhi felt a little discouraged.

I have been struggling with my hair for a long time but still can't find any solution, so I decided to make a quick decision.

She let her hair hang down, then turned around and took the red robe, intending to shake off the ashes and then put it in water to wash. She just picked up a little bit of it and -

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"

A scream came from behind, and Jingzhi was so scared that she slipped and almost fell into the river.

She leaned back to steady herself, and just as she turned around, another scream broke through her eardrums, making Jingzhi's head buzz.

"White-haired ghost girl!!!"

Through the messy white hair that blocked her face, she seemed to be able to see the throat of the man in front of her.

ghost?

where?

She put down her robe and stretched out her little finger to push her hair aside for a closer look. Unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, the man screamed in a hoarse voice, rolled and crawled, and ran away for a long distance with shaking legs. Jingzhi, who had sharp eyes, saw that there was a large wet area between his legs. It turned out that the man was so scared that he peed.

Tsk.

This ghost...isn't he talking about her?

She looked back at her reflection in the deep water.

White hair, white clothes, a willow tree next to him, and a red robe in his hand.

Especially the hair, which was blown by the wind so hard that you couldn't tell the front and back, and it also slightly reflected the moonlight, emitting a little light.

A cool breeze blew, and Jingzhi couldn't help but shiver. This horror movie buff... was really full of it.

She clicked her tongue so as not to scare passersby, and decided to speed up and finish washing quickly.

She grabbed the robe again and quickly pulled it, causing dust to fly everywhere, and then a pink handkerchief fell down.

Another gust of wind blew, and her hair was blown so hard that she couldn't open her eyes. But out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the handkerchief was about to be blown away by the wind, and she subconsciously reached out to grab it back.

She made a few more "pooh" sounds and used her little finger to push the hair out of the corner of her mouth.

Her fingertips rubbed the handkerchief gently. Jingzhi didn't know what she was thinking about. As if she had a guilty conscience, she looked back and around.

When she saw that no one else was around, she put down her clothes, smoothed out her handkerchief and pinched it into a straight line to make a rope, then she gathered her long hair together and tied it up with the handkerchief.

He muttered to himself:

"Sister, I'm not a pervert. Just borrow it for a while. I'll wash the towel for you after I finish washing the clothes."

As soon as the voice fell, a graceful opera voice came from behind:

"What are you mumbling about~Have you finished washing~"

Jingzhi was shocked all over. As soon as she caught a glimpse of the embroidered shoes with pointed toes in her eyes, she confirmed who was coming.

Terrible!

I secretly used someone else's handkerchief to tie my hair, and ended up running into the person involved.

She froze in place, not daring to breathe, hoping that it would get dark so he couldn't see the pink.

Unexpectedly, Erdi was also a martial artist with sharp ears and eyes. He recognized it at a glance. The handkerchief tied in her hair was his.

His heart skipped a beat for unknown reasons. He wanted to tease her again, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't say anything. He had to turn around and leave in a hurry.

Jingzhi looked at her back in a daze.

So...what on earth is she doing here?

Just say a word and leave?