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From the study to the gate a dozen paces away, Xiao Jin's pace slowly stopped, and the expression on his face also recovered from a collapse to a kind of cold composure.

She turned around and sat down on the sofa again.

She has a lot of questions, but she can't ask Wooden Pillow Creek so directly. Wooden pillow Creek's attitude towards her these days can be seen, it is clearly determined that they will never communicate with each other.

Xiao Jin buried his face in the palm of his hand, keeping his head down and motionless.

Suddenly, she put her hand down, clicked on the Weibo reminder message on her mobile phone, and found her homepage half-understood: Are you closer to MZX today?

She flipped through all her Weibo, raised her hand to wipe the tears from her chin expressionlessly, stood up silently, turned off the lights in the living room, and slowly curled herself up on the dark sofa.

***

Mu Zhenxi raised her head and forced the wetness in her eyes back. Since her grandmother died, she has dried up her tears. If her grandmother was alive, she would not want to see her cry.

"I'm already an adult, so I won't cry anymore." Wooden pillow Brook took a deep breath, looked at the smiling old man in the photo frame, as if the other party was still with her, and told her the events of the past few days in a soft voice, "Grandma, I met Xiao Jin a few days ago, the same classmate who came home with me before. Didn't you ask her where she went? She went abroad to study, now she has a Ph.D., and she wants to be a university teacher. she…"

Muzhenxi's eyes were a little sore again. She paused, stroked the edge of the photo frame lightly, and pretended to smile with relief: "She is fine, so am I. I hope we can all be fine in the future."

Finally, she stared at the old man's face and said softly, "You have to be well in the sky."

Wooden Pillow Creek finally took a deep look at the photo frame, stood up, pushed the chair in, and went to the bedroom to get pajamas and take a bath. She took care of Xiao Jin these days. She hadn't had a good night's sleep, and she hadn't even taken a good shower. It was rare to relax today, so she put a bathtub of water on purpose, and planned to take a slow bath, and then earnestly greet the sun tomorrow.

Several companies have already thrown olive branches to her, including many well-known game companies in the industry. It takes a few days for Muzhenxi to think about it. Some of them are still in other places. If you want to choose an out-of-town company, she can't live in this house. .

Compared to the previous years, Lincheng was the city where she stayed the longest, for four years. In her heart, she always thought that she was a person who had no nostalgia. The joy this city brought her was short-lived, and the pain was long, but happiness and pain were as profound as they were. So when she was able to stabilize that year, facing several cities on the shortlist, she returned here without hesitation. Every flower and grass in the house, from the bed and desk to the coaster and chopstick rest, It was the same addition she had purchased for four years.

Wooden Pillow Creek closed her eyes, released her hand holding the edge of the bathtub, slid down, and sank her face into the water. The half-dried petals in the bathtub slowly covered her head.

But when Xiao Jin was here, Lin Cheng said that he was not too small and not too big.

Muzhenxi wrapped her hair in a large towel, and came out with a bath towel. She blew her hair at the head of the bed, and read the book for a while without any distractions. Seeing that inspiration suddenly came, I took out a pen and paper from the bedside table and sketched randomly on the paper.

In just a few minutes, a ferocious-looking monster with wings under its shoulders took shape.

Wooden Pillow Creek temporarily put the book aside and carefully refined it.

She can forget to eat and sleep when she is so invested in drawing The upper back was straight and motionless. The colleague who worked overtime thought she had an accident. When she got closer, she found out that her hands were moving. She was falsely alarmed and said, "You scared me to death."

Mu Zhenxi smiled and glanced at her colleague, then leaned her back into the chair to relax: "It's just right, the painting is over." She looked at the time again, and was frightened by herself, "Am I so fast? There are so many pictures in one afternoon. manuscript?"

The colleague looked at her with hellish eyes: "You have been drawing for more than a day."

Muzhenxi was even more surprised than her, and said with a smile, "Really?"

The colleague sighed: "yes, don't your hands hurt?"

Mu Zhenxi moved his wrists and fingers after realizing it, and hissed, "It's okay if you don't talk about it, but when I talk about it, I feel pain, sore and painful."

A colleague brought her a sports bandage, wrapped it a few times to temporarily relieve the pain, and thoughtfully ordered a takeout for her. Before the takeaway arrived, Muxinxi fell asleep on the table.

Muzhenxi looked at the finished painting on the white paper, habitually massaged his wrist and fingers, and briefly walked away.

And these colleagues, I probably won't see them again in the future.

Wooden Pillow Creek put the paintbrush and paper back in the drawer, sighed lightly, and turned to glance at the time on the bedside table, it was one past five in the morning. Wooden Pillow Creek covered his mouth and yawned, turned off the light, pulled the quilt up to his shoulders, and closed his eyes to sleep.

She was woken up by the ringing of her cell phone.

Mu Zhenxi just fell asleep, he put his hand on his eyebrows, grabbed the phone drowsily, and squinted his eyes.

The caller ID was a string of unfamiliar numbers that seemed familiar.

Wooden Pillow Stream picked up: "Hello?"

The other party said, "Wooden pillow stream?" The voice was empty, with a hint of helplessness and trembling.

Mu Zhenxi's heart jumped abruptly, and she sat up. There was no sleepiness in her eyes, and her words suddenly became difficult: "Xiao Jin?" She heard the noise over there, as if there were many voices, and stepped on In the slippers on the edge of the bed, he said anxiously, "Where are you?"

It's so late and midnight, why can't she be outside?

Xiao Jin hesitated: "I..."

"Tell me the truth." Wooden pillow brook sounded stern, turned on the phone hands-free, dragged his clothes out of the closet, and quickly changed into his pajamas.

Xiao Jin said, "I'm outside."

In summer, the clothes are simple and easy. Wooden Pillow Stream put on T-shirts and shorts, and asked, "Which outside? Where is it?"

"I... I don't know where it is." The tone of horror and dazedness.

"Send me your location." Wooden Pillow Creek took a deep breath.

"How?"

"Didn't you add me as a friend on WeChat before? Send it from there, no." Muzhenxi shook her head. After she sent the other party away, she had deleted WeChat, mobile phone number, and call records, even with Yin Xiaoli. The business card pushed to her was deleted. Xiao Jin didn't have her friends now, and she couldn't add them.

"Wooden Pillow Creek..."

It sounded like he was about to cry over there, Muxinxi was in a turmoil, and his fingers twisted the soft flesh on the inside of his arm, forcing himself to calm down, pacing back and forth in the room anxiously: "Is there any landmarks nearby? Like Talk about a building, or ask passers-by where are you now."

"I asked and they said it was in Songling District."

Songling District is a new administrative division of Lincheng. It didn't exist at all ten years ago, and Songling District is very big. Muzhenxi's heartbeat was fast. As he walked out quickly, he asked, "Do you have any money with you?" Muzhenxi remembered before she left. Secretly stuffed a sum of money for her.

"I didn't bring it, I only brought my mobile phone."

"Can you use Alipay?"

"No, but I can learn now. I'll ask someone." Xiao Jin seemed to have suddenly calmed down at this moment, and the trembling voice gradually calmed down, with a trace of self-blame and cautiously asking, "Am I disturbing Are you sleeping? It's getting late."

Muzhenxi pressed his temple, angry and worried: "You still run out so late? Does Huang Jiao care about you?"

She suddenly woke up, right, what about Huang Jiao? Why let Xiao Jin wander outside late at night?

Xiao Jin suddenly lost his voice.

Muzhenxi realized something and stood still: "Xiao Jin?"

Xiao Jin sniffed and said, "I'm fine, I'll hang up first."

Wooden pillow creek is anxious: "Xiao Jin?"

beep —

There was a busy tone on the phone.

Mu Zhenxi pinched his eyebrows hard, not knowing how many times he told himself to calm down. She dug out Huang Jiao's number from the address book, not afraid of disturbing people's sleep in the middle of the night, so she dialed it directly. As soon as the call was connected, she pressed her anger and asked, "Sister Huang, where is Xiao Jin?"

Huang Jiao said, "It's so late, she should be sleeping."

Wooden pillow sneer: "Should? Why isn't she at your house?"

Huang Jiao sighed: "Why is she at my house? I don't have a place for her at home, and it's very inconvenient. I arranged her to a nearby hotel." She realized that something was wrong, and suddenly raised her voice, "She Not in the hotel?"

When Mu Zhenxi heard that Huang Jiao had arranged Xiao Jin in the hotel, he was full of anger, but he lost the confidence to question in an instant.

Huang Jiao got married and gave birth to a child. The child was less than one year old, and it was time for her mother to take care of her. Besides, Xiao Jin was such a beautiful young woman, and there was an adult man in her family. It was really inconvenient to take her to live there. Temporary placement in a hotel is indeed the best option under the current circumstances.

But Xiao Jin lost his memory for ten years. When he woke up and faced this strange world, he didn't even know anyone around him. He didn't want her, and he left her to a friend who met for the first time in her memory. .

What will Xiao Jin think?

Did she leave the hotel late at night because she was uneasy?

Putting herself in her shoes, Mu Zhenxi clenched her fists tightly, took several deep breaths, her eyes were reddish, why did she give Xiao Jin to others in the afternoon? Do you think others will take care of each other like her?

Songling District.

The name of the place appeared in Muzhenxi's mind, grabbing the car key of the entrance and grabbing the door.

On the way off the elevator, she called Yin Xiaoli. Yin Xiaoli had been working outside all day, and had to catch up on the manuscript at night. Just after falling asleep, she was woken up by her deadly serial calls and almost had a big fight with her. .

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Please push Xiao Jin's business card to me again."

"Who is Xiao Jin?"

"Just that doctor!" Wooden Pillow Creek roared.

When Muzhenxi opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat, Yin Xiaoli's WeChat message popped up on the phone. It was a business card, and Muzhenxi hurriedly replied, "I'll invite you to dinner next time." Click on friend application.

She drove to Songling District at a gallop, frequently looking at her phone, sweating on the palm of her hand holding the steering wheel.

passed.

Muzhenxi stepped on the brakes to slow down, took the phone, and pressed and sent a voice: "Locate the clockwork, the plus button in the lower right corner of the screen, do you see a position? Click to send the position."

Not long after, a location message came.

"Stand there and don't move, wait for me to pass."

Wooden Pillow Creek released the voice button, turned on the navigation, and the body whistled in the night with a light and shadow.

Fifteen minutes later, she parked the car on the side of the road, opened the door, and staggered a step even though she was wearing flat shoes.

Wooden pillow stream followed the navigation and ran quickly on the road, slowed down at a distance of 50 meters, and looked carefully along the road.

Finally, she found Xiao Jin's back in a 24-hour convenience store. She didn't seem to notice that the wooden pillow stream had arrived.

The tumultuous heart on the wooden pillow stream instantly calmed down and walked over lightly.

Just as she was about to walk behind the other party, Xiao Jinruo suddenly turned around and looked at each other. A trace of sincere joy flashed in her eyes, but instead of coming up to her, she took a half step back.

Xiao Jin glanced at her and lowered his eyelashes: "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Wooden Pillow Creek could hear the bitterness surging in her calm voice, and the distressed feeling instantly overwhelmed all emotions. She felt like there was a lump of cotton stuck in her throat, so she had to clear her throat and said hoarsely, "It's me who should say sorry."

Xiao Jin's back stiffened, stunned, and looked up at Muzhenxi's eyes.

Mu Zhenxi took the initiative to take her cold hand hanging by her side and wrapped it in the warm palm: "Xiao Jin, come home with me."