Stay Safe

"Have I seen you somewhere?"

This phrase is usually seen in all sorts of conversation situations, and it's clichéd. As early as hundreds of years ago, Jia Baoyu said, "I have seen this sister before", so Muzhenxi's first reaction when she heard Yin Xiaoli's words was to take two steps forward, push her shoulders, She pressed her seat back and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Can you stop messing around?"

Can she still be a little self-aware as a straight girl?

Yin Xiaoli raised her hand in surrender: "I didn't flirt, I really look familiar to her."

Mu Zhenxi gritted his teeth and said, "Every beautiful one you see is familiar."

Yin Xiaoli rubbed her nose embarrassedly and admitted: "That's what you said too." After a pause, she took a serious look and said, "No, I'm not talking nonsense this time, it's really familiar."

Wooden Pillow Creek didn't believe it at all, and warned in a low voice, "Be honest with me."

Yin Xiaoli has known Muxianxi for so many years. Except for the first two years, she rarely sees her awe-inspiring expression again. She always looks calm and indifferent.

Yin Xiaoli laughed, it seems that this unrequited love is still quite deep?

No matter where her familiar eyes came from, Yin Xiaoli really couldn't remember when she saw each other, so she nodded, and said with kindness, "Okay." She looked behind her again, "Your first love girlfriend's eyes are all the same. You're going to kill me, why don't you stay away from me?"

Wooden pillow stream expressionless: "Also, don't call her my first love girlfriend, she has a name."

Yin Xiaoli agreed and gave her an "ok" gesture.

Wooden Pillow Creek stepped back two steps into the seat.

Yin Xiaoli looked at Xiao Jin with a smile: "Dr. Xiao."

Wooden Pillow Creek: "..."

Xiao Jin followed suit and responded politely, "Reporter Yin."

Reporter Yin choked.

There was a slight smile in the wooden pillow brook's eyes.

Then Yin Xiaoli laughed and said, "Xiao Jin, isn't it?" She looked at the wooden pillow stream again and said, "Before the two of you had a blind date, Huang Jiao and I arranged it behind you."

This Xiao Jin really doesn't know, but now she has a relationship with Muzhenxi, and it feels weird to say thank you, so she just smiled politely.

Yin Xiaoli said to herself: "It's a coincidence, you said that there are so many people in the world, why did you two meet?"

When she said this, she kept staring at the other person's expression. As a reporter, she must have the ability to observe words and expressions, but she did not see any fluctuations in Xiao Jin's eyes.

Really amnesia?

Yin Xiaoli pondered in her heart, and added: "Is this called meeting by fate?"

Xiao Jin's lips curved upward indistinctly, but he still didn't answer.

Yin Xiaoli squinted her eyes and looked at the wooden pillow stream, who was watching her mouth, nose, nose, nose and heart. She didn't know if this person was doing a routine, but she should still like her, at least in the stage where she had a good impression.

How can she just talk alone, Yin Xiaoli pushed the menu over and said, "Let's order something, come out for afternoon tea, it's boring to chat."

Xiao Jin gave the menu to Muzhenxi, and Muzhenxi motioned her to order it with his eyes, Xiao Jin relaxed and looked at the menu with a low eyebrow.

Yin Xiaoli took the opportunity to take a closer look at Xiao Jin. She was wearing a white embroidered shirt today, with two buttons loosely undone at the neckline. The line of the collarbone under the shirt was clear and delicate, and her drooping eyebrows and eyes were extremely gentle. When he looked up, the other party made the line of the bridge of the nose more attractive because of his concentration.

Look at the body again...

She breathed lightly.

What was the wooden pillow Creek thinking? Yin Xiaoli held her chin and thought, how could such a beautiful woman dangle in front of her every day? Life is full of joy. If she hadn't known Muxianxi for many years, she would really doubt her sexual orientation right now.

Not to mention Wooden Pillow Stream, even if you meet such a beauty and get along day and night, you might be tempted. She doesn't care about men and women, she just likes good-looking people, and she only sleeps with men for now. If she has a chance to meet a beautiful woman in the future, it is not impossible to bend.

Yin Xiaoli, who had freed herself in her mind, pulled her thoughts back, and Wooden Pillow Creek was not a person like herself. In her sanity, she had to help Wooden Pillow Creek get rid of her.

"Is it okay to have pearl glutinous rice chicken?" Muzhenxi counted the stripes on the tablecloth bored, and a voice suddenly entered his ears.

Mu Zhenxi tilted his head to look at the menu in Xiao Jin's hand, and said casually, "It's fine."

Xiao Jin noticed her absent-mindedness and asked thoughtfully, "You don't like to eat this?"

Mu Zhenxi shook her head and said in a low voice, "No, I don't care much about food, don't you know?" She spoke too quickly, and after she finished speaking, she felt that her words had surpassed the relationship between the two of them now.

The children of poor families have been in charge early, and Muzhenxi has dealt with firewood, rice, oil and salt since childhood, and they are satisfied when they can eat enough. The appetite is something that only those who have enough food and clothing will consider. Even now, she can go to Michelin restaurants to spend without blinking, but to her, it is no different from a bowl of soup noodles in a street restaurant.

Xiao Jin's gaze stayed on her face for a second, before lowering his head again and saying, "Then I'll order it casually."

Wooden Pillow Creek: "Yeah."

She continued to count the stripes on the tablecloth, but this time, she couldn't calm down. She secretly looked at Xiao Jin out of the corner of her eye, and saw that she was holding the pencil for ordering, and every now and then, flowers would appear between her fingers.

The phone on the table vibrated.

Wooden Pillow Creek lowered his head to take the phone and unlocked it. The message came from Yin Xiaoli, who was sitting opposite:

【Can you still do it? Eyeballs are about to stick to people [sigh]]

Wooden Pillow Creek: "..."

Is she that obvious?

Wooden Pillow Creek clicked a small game from his mobile phone, and was bored to pass the time.

"Pearl glutinous rice chicken, steamed pork ribs with soy noodles, fresh shrimp siomai, Guilin water chestnut cake, that's all." Xiao Jin returned the menu to Yin Xiaoli, "Miss Yin, do you have anything else to add?"

Yin Xiaoli added three cups of milk tea and a plate of rice rolls, and the waiter took the menu and went down.

The meal was served fairly quickly, and when it was eaten, Yin Xiaoli opened the conversation again.

"Xiao...Jin." She twisted her tongue before she pronounced Xiao Jin's name.

Xiao Jin stopped his chopsticks and looked up at her. It is basic etiquette to stare into the eyes of others when they speak.

Yin Xiaoli hurriedly waved her hand: "Don't be so serious, you eat yours."

Xiao Jin didn't move: "You say it."

Yin Xiaoli didn't succeed in her apprenticeship, so she embarrassed herself first, smiled a little to ease, and said, "I heard from Zhenxi that you lost your memory?"

Pillow Creek?

Xiao Jin tasted the title in his heart, as if he had never called it before.

She smiled slightly and said, "Yes."

Yin Xiaoli then asked, "So what are your plans?"

Xiao Jin glanced at Muzhenxi, bit the tip of his tongue, and said, "Muzhenxi said that he would let me stay until my memory is restored."

"Oh." Yin Xiaoli smiled, "What if you don't restore your memory? For example, for three or five years, have you two been living together?"

Xiao Jin said in his heart, it would be nice if that was the case.

Xiao Jin said, "Let's look at it later, it shouldn't take that long."

Yin Xiaoli took a sip of the hot milk tea and said with a smile: "I also reminded Muzhenxi in advance, you said that if she talks about a new girlfriend, there is another one in the house, and it is easy to make a girlfriend. misunderstanding."

The smile on Xiao Jin's face couldn't be maintained.

Mu Zhenxi also frowned and cast a questioning look at Yin Xiaoli, who gave her a reassuring look back.

Yin Xiaoli had a smile on her face, but she was actually pressing step by step: "Student Xiao Jin, don't you think so?"

Xiao Jin clenched his hands under the table and smiled, "...Yes."

Yin Xiaoli leaned back in the chair and said in a serious tone, "So you'd better make up your mind early, you're good people from Pillow Creek, there are some things that she can't say, I am her friend, I'll speak for her."

Wooden Pillow Creek kept winking at Yin Xiaoli.

Yin Xiaoli ignored her. If she wanted to break it, she would just cut it off cleanly.

Yin Xiaoli: "You should know that the two of you are already in the past tense, everyone has their own lives, you—"

Xiao Jin's face became ugly.

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Muzhenxi, and said lightly, "If you don't eat, it's cold."

Yin Xiaoli sighed in her heart.

I just said two words that were not heavy, and I felt distressed. For someone like Muzhenxi, she didn't need Xiao Jin to put a trap on her. She bundled herself up and sent it to someone.

Yin Xiaoli used the chopsticks to put a piece of spareribs for Xiao Jin, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, these spareribs are quite delicious, you can try them."

Xiao Jin whispered, "Thank you."

Wooden Pillow Creek lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Yin Xiaoli took two bites, picked up her phone and sent her a message: [I don't know if she is a routine, but she must still like you, and she likes you deeply]

Seeing that the phone was on, Mu Zhenxi didn't pick it up to look at it. Xiao Jin was sitting next to her, and Yin Xiaoli just said that. She was a little worried that Xiao Jin thought she had said it at her instigation.

Reason told her that Yin Xiaoli's decisiveness was correct, but she couldn't do it. She has tried her best not to be attracted again, no matter how serious she is, she can't say it.

Yin Xiaoli basically understood when she saw her like this. There was no other way than to wait and see what happened and be her trash can when Wooden Pillow Creek needed it. Love is a matter of two people, whether it is successful or unsuccessful, no one else can intervene.

but……

After settling the bill, Yin Xiaoli took Muzhenxi's arm and said to Xiao Jin, "Muzhenxi and I have a few words to say. You wait for her at the door first."

Xiao Jin went to the door and turned his back to them.

Wooden Pillow Creek asked, "What's the matter?"

Yin Xiaoli raised her hand and waved it in front of her, and said helplessly, "Can you temporarily take your eyes off your first love girlfriend?"

Muzhenxi turned his face back and asked again, "What's the matter?"

Yin Xiaoli looked at her for a long time, and threw a question seriously: "If I fell into the water with your first love girlfriend, who would you save?"

Wooden Pillow Creek turned around and left.

Yin Xiaoli grabbed her and said, "Just kidding, I'm serious with you now."

Wooden Pillow Creek was patient and stood still and waited.

Yin Xiaoli said in a deep voice: "I'll send you a word, if there are flowers that are worth breaking, they must be broken, don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches."

Mu Zhenxi narrowed his eyes and said, "...are you kidding again?"

Yin Xiaoli stared at her and said, "No, I'm serious. There are only a few years in a person's life. Every day we live, we are approaching death step by step. Since you can't put it down, you might as well pick it up again and don't torture it. Own."

Wooden Pillow Creek looked back at her eyes, and there was a slight ripple of water in her eyes. After a long while, she gently hooked her lower lip, as if mocking herself, and then patted her on the shoulder.

"Thank you for your kindness, I'm going back."

Wooden Pillow Creek nodded to her and walked towards the door step by step.

Yin Xiaoli looked at her lonely back, and for the first time felt that she didn't know anything about Wooden Pillow Stream.

No, it should be said that she has not really understood her for so many years.

Yin Xiaoli met Muxianxi when she was still in college, not in Lincheng, but in another city. At that time, Muzhenxi was alone and taciturn. She had collected money in supermarkets, worked in factories, and delivered couriers. It was a fate. Yin Xiaoli met her several times. The little sister looked good, so she went to get close to the wooden pillow stream, and gradually the two became familiar with each other.

Speaking of which, it was the clear path that Yin Xiaoli pointed out to her to do game art later on in Muxianxi. Once Muxianxi finished her day's work and stopped working. She didn't work the night shift and was a little free. Yin Xiaoli took her to the library of her school. Wooden Pillow Creek took out a sketchbook from his backpack and drew with a pencil. Yin Xiaoli didn't take it to heart at first. Seeing that she was very attentive, she took a second look. At a glance, she was stunned, what kind of fairy painting.

"You can go to a major, right? It's better than our school specializing in art."

Wooden Pillow Creek wrinkled his nose, raised his hand to cover the book, and said unhappily, "Don't make fun of me."

Yin Xiaoli hurriedly said, "Why am I making fun of you? Really, if you don't believe me, ask others."

Of course Muzhenxi would not ask others. Yin Xiaoli took advantage of her unpreparedness and directly copied her sketchbook. She did not bother to disturb others.

Yin Xiaoli returned the book as if taking credit, and said with a smile, "Look, I'll say you're good at drawing."

Muzhenxi stared at her for three seconds without being able to see his emotions, stuffed the book into his bag, and left directly.

Yin Xiaoli was stunned when she saw her back, and quickly chased after her.

"Hey."

"What's wrong with you?"

"What are you angry about?"

"It's really well drawn."

"I'm doing it for your own good. If you have this ability, you can do something else. I see you stepping on the sewing machine in the factory and cutting the thread ends feels like a waste of your hands!"

"You shouldn't live like this!"

Yin Xiaoli yelled behind her.

Wooden Pillow Creek stood still under the street lamp.

Yin Xiaoli panted around in front of her, the wooden pillow stream bangs were so long that they covered her eyes, and the street lamp was too dim, Yin Xiaoli couldn't see her expression at all.

She only knew that after a long time, maybe not too long ago, she heard the blank and trembling voice of Wooden Pillow Creek in the night: "Then how do you think I'm going to live?"

Yin Xiaoli wanted to see her eyes.

Mu Zhenxi turned his face away, clenched his hands into fists, and said somewhat self-sacrificingly, "No one cares about me anyway."

Yin Xiaoli blurted out, "I, I care."

Wooden Pillow Creek said, "Thank you."

Yin Xiaoli was overjoyed, heard her take another breath, and said, "But I don't need it."

Yin Xiaoli was then stabbed. To be honest, she almost had a seizure, but she felt that Muzhenxi was in a bad mood, so she suppressed her temper and said, "Don't you need friends?"

Wooden pillow Brook is another knife, decisively: "No need."

Yin Xiaoli was amused instead: "I don't need you to promise to come to the library with me?"

Wooden Pillow Creek's ears, which were covered by black hair, were red.

Yin Xiaoli took the opportunity to take her hand and walked forward, chatting while walking: "Oh, it's so bitter and hatred at such a young age, we young people should be energetic."

Muzhenxi said, "How do you know that I'm not really bitter?"

Yin Xiaoli made up a series of TV plots in her brain, and said in surprise: "Do you have any feud with others?"

Wooden Pillow Creek is speechless: "That's not true."

Yin Xiaoli smiled and said, "Well then, there's nothing in this world that can't be overcome."

Mu Zhenxi snorted softly: "It doesn't hurt to stand and talk."

Yin Xiaoli was overjoyed at her snort, let go of her hand, and bowed two gratefully towards God.

Wooden pillow creek frowned: "what are you doing?"

Yin Xiaoli said, "It's rare to hear a mockery from your mouth."

Wooden Pillow Creek was silent.

Yin Xiaoli did not force her, and took her to a lake behind the school library, picked a remote place and sat down, and talked with her for a long time.

"I'm serious about what I just said. You are so good at painting that you can become a painter."

Muzhenxi snorted again, and said, "There are so many who can paint, and how many painters there are. You must be self-aware as a person."

"Then you can't belittle yourself. Did you learn it yourself or someone taught you?"

"Draw it yourself."

"That means you have talent, wow, that's amazing!" Yin Xiaoli held the venue and gave her a thumbs up.

Mu Zhenxi blushed when she praised her, looked serious, and said, "You are too exaggerated, I really can't rely on this to eat."

Yin Xiaoli asked back, "How do you know if you don't try?"

Wooden Pillow Creek still shook his head.

Yin Xiaoli shook her arm: "try it, try it, try it."

Wooden Pillow Creek stood up: "I'm going home."

Yin Xiaoli pouted.

Wooden pillow creek raised his chin slightly: "Send you back to the dormitory first, why don't you leave?"

The next day Yin Xiaoli gave her a set of digital tablets.

Wooden Pillow Creek: "..."

Yin Xiaoli said: "I asked my classmates and said that they are generally used. What is the pressure sensitivity? The functions are relatively complete.

Mu Zhenxi looked at her for a long time, then said helplessly, "Do you know that this is for use with a computer?"

Yin Xiaoli scratched her head, knowing that she was making a joke, haha ​​said: "How about I give you another computer, but I have no money now, wait for me to save for another year?"

At that time, computers were still a bit expensive for students, and Yin Xiaoli’s family was not rich and expensive, and she was a bit lavish with her own money. Muzhenxi guessed that she might have asked her family for it, and immediately refused: “I don’t want it. , you take it back."

Yin Xiaoli resolutely refused. She had no choice but to accept the money she had saved after asking about the money she had saved.

Yin Xiaoli was quite embarrassed: "The one I bought is a very ordinary one. When you develop in the future, you can change it to a better one."

Wooden pillow Brook said solemnly: "Thank you."

Yin Xiaoli remembered the lack of a computer, and said embarrassingly, "I hope it won't break after a year..."

Muzhenxi gritted his teeth, and suddenly made up his mind: "I'll buy the computer myself."

Although her salary is low, she doesn't spend much at all. After two years of saving some savings, she took it out and bought a high-end desktop computer and put it in the house she rented.

On the first day of the prep, Yin Xiaoli stood behind her with her hands rubbed together and urged her excitedly, "Quick, try it."

After Muzhenxi read the manual, she stumbled and used her new tools. She was not used to it at first, but gradually she found a different feeling from that on paper. Pencils, pens, airbrushes, watercolor pens... It was an eye-opener.

By the time she finished painting a picture, Yin Xiaoli had already fallen asleep on the bed.

She goes out to work every day as usual, but no longer goes to night shifts at night. She just reads and draws at home, and she reads professional books. She becomes a monk halfway through and eagerly supplements relevant knowledge. After a while, I didn't feel sleepy when I went to work, and I was in high spirits.

She started looking for part-time jobs on the Internet. She took over some small jobs. She didn't earn much, but she earned it with the paintbrush in her hand. She was very happy. That's when she realized what she really wanted to do.

She seemed to suddenly have a goal, and she was born out of desperation, and there was an extra spark in her icy life.

Yin Xiaoli sometimes visits her house and sees a letter on her desk with no address and no recipient, so she asks strangely, "Are you sending this letter? You don't have to send anything. what?"

Muzhenxi raised his head from the computer: "I haven't written it yet, I'll write it when I send it."

"Oh." Yin Xiaoli asked eloquently, "Who do you send it to?"

Mu Zhenxi pursed his lips and stared at the computer. He picked up a pen and checked off the line a few times. After a long time, he said, "A person who...may not care about me anymore."

Yin Xiaoli was puzzled: "Huh?"

Wooden pillow brook hummed softly and exhaled softly: "But I haven't given up my mind yet, I want to... wait for her."

Yin Xiaoli tapped her finger on the envelope and figured it out a bit, so she stopped uttering a word.

She forgot which day, Muzhenxi stopped writing letters, Yin Xiaoli never asked, and later, she knew that the other party had completely given up.

Muzhenxi has also changed a person, similar to now, lazy but confident, full of the charm of a mature woman, it is almost impossible to see that she still has such a gloomy and self-defeating period.

Yin Xiaoli has only experienced her change from gloomy to cheerful, but she doesn't know how she became like that. Wooden Pillow Creek never told her about her past, even if she was drunk and cried with tears, saying that she missed her very much, it was just repeating those words.

She is like a mountain that has been frozen into ice for a long time. Yin Xiaoli tried her best to only see the tip of the iceberg exposed on the top. The struggle and pain below belonged to the past and her unknown secret.

Someday these secrets may be revealed again, but that person will not be her.

Yin Xiaoli looked at the back of the two walking away together, and clicked her tongue. Even if she has no feelings for Muzhenxi other than friendship, she is still a little sour. Women are really like siblings and sisters are like clothes.

The siblings are gone, and her dress has to go too.

Stepping out the door, a thought flashed across Yin Xiaoli's mind like lightning: Those letters from Muzhenxi were written to Xiao Jin, right? Since Xiao Jin hasn't let go of her yet, why didn't he come to her?