Stay Safe

Muzhenxi didn't expect to meet Xiao Jin here, and she didn't even expect to see her again in this life.

"Sit down..." Just as she was about to say no, Xiao Jin had already walked in, as if tacitly agreeing that she would follow.

Wooden Pillow Creek: "…"

She looked at Xiao Jin from behind. The other party was wearing a dark green silk sleeveless shirt, draping dark brown wide-leg trousers, high heels with a slight heel, and long light coffee-colored wavy hair scattered behind her back and sideways. When she was on the body, the thin necklace around her neck shone with broken light, which complemented the thin porcelain white neck.

Time seems to be set infinitely slowly, cutting frame by frame in front of Wooden Pillow Creek.

When Xiao Jin walked, the tips of her hair were raised slightly. Her soft and delicate profile, and her crystal earlobes hidden by her hair, were full of illusory and unrealistic feeling under the light of the box.

Wooden Pillow Creek took a step closer to the "phantom".

The phantom spoke, with a gentle tone: "Come."

Mu Zhenxi's dazed eyes returned to clarity, he stepped on his calf and walked in.

In Xiao Jin's eyes, she just froze for a while.

If we meet again, how will I congratulate you?

Xiao Jin's eyes were stained with a thin layer of water. Looking at the silent woman opposite, he took the initiative to pick up the menu next to him and pushed it over, and asked naturally, "What do you want to eat?"

Wooden pillow Brook said, "Follow..." She stopped abruptly as soon as she said a word, took the menu, and said politely, "Thank you."

Xiao Jin flipped through another book. In order to create an atmosphere in the box, the light was ambiguous, but the two of them were flipping through the menu, without any eye contact, and the atmosphere condensed to freezing point.

Xiao Jin didn't seem to feel the strange atmosphere, so he turned and asked, "foie gras, caviar, or baked snails?"

Wooden Pillow Creek: "...foie gras."

“Seafood Bisque or Creamy Matsutake Soup?”

"cream."

"Sweet shrimp salad or fruit salad?"

"fruit."

…

During the question and answer, the atmosphere actually eased a lot.

Quiet after ordering.

Wooden Pillow Creek could feel the other party's gaze clearly falling on his face, which was inadvertent at first, and then fixed. Wooden Pillow Stream was like sitting on pins and needles, and regretted that she had just lost her head and failed to refuse her invitation.

Mu Zhenxi settled down and decided to leave now. After so many years, she had no intention of entanglement with each other, nor did she want to stay in the same space as her.

She raised her eyes and unexpectedly bumped into the tenderness and bitterness in Xiao Jin's eyes that she had not yet had time to hide, she was stunned, and when she looked at her again, her expression was indifferent, and the bottom of her eyes was unhappy.

Muzhenxi ignored the strangeness in his heart, went to get the handbag next to him, and planned to say goodbye: "I still..."

dong dong dong.

The waiter came in with the head dish, holding a delicate rose in his arms, looked at the two of them, showed a standard eight-tooth smile, and handed the rose to the wooden pillow stream, Xiao Jin said indifferently: "Give it to me. Bar."

Xiao Jin took the roses and put them aside, and explained warmly, "It was made before, I didn't know it was you."

Wooden Pillow Creek paused for a second before saying, "Well."

Xiao Jin stared at her expression, did not see any superfluous expressions on her face, and hid the loss in her eyes.

Xiao Jin: "Try it, I heard people say this shop tastes okay."

Wooden Pillow Creek echoed: "Yes, it's okay."

Xiao Jin then asked, "Have you been here?"

The topic opened up naturally, and Wooden Sleeper Creek nodded: "I've been here a few times."

"Then..." Xiao Jin asked, "Is there any other delicious dishes in this restaurant?"

Mu Zhenxi instinctively felt that this was not what she wanted to say at first, but she couldn't guess what, and she had no interest in guessing, so she declined politely: "I haven't noticed the name."

After two seconds, Xiao Jin started another topic: "China is developing very fast."

Wooden pillow stream thought: You have been gone for a long time too.

Wooden Pillow Creek hooked his lips imperceptibly, sat in his seat, cut the foie gras on the plate with a knife in a slow manner, and asked casually, "Is this time back home on a whim or?"

Xiao Jin clearly felt that the aura on her body had changed. From the startle when she saw her, to her restraint when she came in, to now she was able to advance and retreat with ease, making it difficult to detect her true emotions.

Ten years is enough to change a person. Wooden Pillow Creek is no longer the little girl who blushed at her.

Xiao Jin: "Settle down, I found a job here."

Wooden Pillow Creek: "It's good."

Xiao Jin didn't wait for her questioning, and asked her why she went back to China and why she stayed here to work. Her lips were slightly astringent, she paused, and she continued: "Lincheng University has sent me an appointment letter, and the next semester will start. I can go to work and teach comparative literature.”

Wooden Pillow Creek: "Yeah."

She thought from the bottom of her heart: University teacher, really good.

Xiao Jin couldn't help but ask, "How about you?"

Wooden Pillow Creek didn't stop: "What?"

Xiao Jin leaned forward slightly, as if trying to spy on the truth surging beneath her calm appearance, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Mu Zhenxi raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly, then lowered his eyes again, and there was no emotion in his voice: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Xiao Jin was dumbfounded, bowing his head and smiling bitterly.

In the silent space, there was only the sound of knives and forks colliding occasionally, and they were speechless.

The waiter served the second course: creamy matsutake soup.

Muzhenxi dealt with it casually at noon. She was really hungry at night. The foie gras gave her a stomach. After the soup came up, she took a bowl and spoon. She filled a bowl first, without asking Xiao Jin if she wanted it. , and never looked at her.

In the past, she would give Xiao Jinsheng first, and would test the temperature, for fear of burning her even a little bit.

A look of nostalgia flashed in Xiao Jin's eyes, but he didn't touch the soup.

Wooden Pillow Creek is usually lazy, but she can seamlessly switch to the serious mode when she is required to be serious, like a lady. Just like when I was in school, outsiders and in front of her are completely two people.

Mu Zhenxi drank the soup mouth by mouth, her sleeves were a little in the way, she stopped and lifted the cuffs up, revealing a small section of her fair arm.

Xiao Jin couldn't help moving his gaze to her right hand.

The fingers are slender and slender, the joints are delicate and small, the nails are trimmed round and neat, without nail polish, revealing a touch of healthy powder, and a small white crescent.

A thought flashed across Xiao Jin's mind, and he became sour.

In a daze, Mu Zhenxi had finished drinking the bowl of soup, and pressed the tissue gently on her lips, sensing Xiao Jin's gaze, she naturally lowered her hand to the table and looked at the empty bowl in front of her , said indifferently: "Are you still pampered like this?"

"what?"

"If someone doesn't give you a serving, you won't drink it?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in her words, but Xiao Jin was ecstatic.

The annoyance in Wooden Pillow Creek's eyes disappeared in a flash.

Xiao Jin quickly poured himself a bowl of soup and finished drinking it. He looked at her with bright eyes, as if there were stars twinkling.

Wooden Pillow Creek uneasily curled up the fingers hidden at the bottom of the table.

She thought: Alas.

Xiao Jin curved his lips restrainedly, and with a vague expectation, he asked softly, "You...how did you think of going on a blind date?"

Wooden Pillow Creek was silent.

In fact, she had a question in her heart. Did Xiao Jin really not recognize her as the profile face she posted? Or did she plan to create this chance encounter in a big circle on purpose?

There are seven billion people on this earth, and it is very unlikely that two people will meet again in the sea of ​​people, let alone in this form?

What does she want to do?

Want to get back together?

Ten years have passed, and she thought that the other party had forgotten her long ago. After all, Xiao Jin left so unfeeling back then that he didn't leave her a word.

Wooden Pillow Creek pinched the palm of his hand, forcing himself to clear these thoughts out of his mind.

Not getting an answer as expected, Xiao Jin was not discouraged, and said with a smile: "I have been alone for so many years. After returning to China, I was not familiar with the place of life, and a friend said, would you please introduce me? It's such a coincidence that I met you."

Wooden Pillow Creek just smiled at her, with an inexplicable long meaning in his eyes.

Her eyes were very beautiful, as clear and translucent as glass. After Xiao Jin was with her, she praised her eyes as beautiful as the moonlight, and she could speak a thousand words without speaking, so she stared into her eyes at every turn. Faintly, she blushed and kissed her to divert her attention.

In the past, Xiao Jin often used this method to deliberately ask her for a kiss, but now Xiao Jin looked directly into her eyes and couldn't help feeling ecstatic.

She stared at Wooden Pillow Stream, trying to see the familiar expression on the other person's face again, but the truth was no longer what she wished.

Wooden pillow Brook looked at her, calm, and it was no different from looking at anyone.

The dishes were brought up the same, Xiao Jin was looking for a topic, and the wooden pillow stream blocked it back with no change, and chatted one by one to death, Xiao Jin only had a wry smile in his heart.

The last dish was over, Xiao Jin hurry up, and Wen Yan suggested, "After dinner, do you have time to go to the movies together? Lu Yinbing's new movie "Breaking the Snow" is out, don't you like her?"

Wooden Pillow Creek crossed the finger of the chocolate mousse for a while, and looked up at her: "Do you think you and I can watch movies together?"

Xiao Jin raised his delicate eyebrows slightly: "Maybe."

The false balance that he had worked so hard to maintain was broken, and Wooden Sleeper Creek said coldly, "I don't think so."

"I'll beg you this time, I'm sorry." She put down her fork, and this time she really got up and said goodbye.

Xiao Jin chased after him with his bag.

Muzhenxi was checking out at the front desk, and Xiao Jin was beside her. Muzhenxi was upset. After swiping the card, he hurriedly signed his name and was about to leave when Xiao Jin grabbed her wrist.

The moment their skin touched, their hearts trembled at the same time.

With his back to her, Wooden Pillow Creek closed his eyes and turned his head indifferently: "Let go."

Xiao Jin: "I'll take you home."

Wooden Pillow Stream: "No." She started to scramble her hands out, using all her strength, but showing no mercy.

Xiao Jin's knuckles turned white, stubbornly refused to let go, and the circles of his eyes turned red.

Mu Zhenxi was startled: "You..." She resisted the urge to raise her hand to wipe her tears, turned her head away, and whispered to herself, "Why are you crying so well?" It was as if she had bullied her.

five minutes later.

Restaurant door.

Xiao Jin turned back three steps: "I'm going to drive the car over, you are not allowed to leave."

Seeing her like this, Muzhenxi wanted to laugh a little. The corners of her lips just curved up a little, but it dissipated like the wind before it took shape, and finally turned into a faint sigh.

Xiao Jin's car was parked in front of Muxianxi, a white car, a BMW 5 Series, which could be seen as a new car. Mu Zhenxi's eyes were condensed, did she just return to China?

Xiao Jin lowered the window, and before she could speak, Muxianxi silently opened the passenger door and got into the car, pulling the seat belt on his side to fasten it.

She reported the address, not her real address, half an hour away by subway from her residence.

Xiao Jin started the car.

During the driving interval, Xiao Jin secretly looked at Muxianxi from the corner of his eye several times. Her facial features have completely grown, and the greenness has faded, like a ripe full-bodied cherry, exuding a fatal attraction, but her temperament is the same as before, she is lazy, and she treats everything with a casual attitude, like A wonderful group of contradictions.

Xiao Jin knew that this was not the real her, but the real wooden pillow stream in front of her might never come back.

It's all her fault.

red light.

Xiao Jin stepped on the foot brake and the car stopped before the stop line.

There was a familiar pain in her chest, her eyes rolled with emotion, she clenched the steering wheel in her palm, tilted her head, and blurted out, "I'm sorry."

Mu Zhenxi was stunned, turned his head and took a deep look at her, tucked his side hair with his slender hands, held a gentle smile on his lips, and said softly, "It's okay."

Xiao Jin looked at her always calm eyes and evoked a sour smile.

Green light.

Xiao Jin released the foot brake, stepped on the accelerator, and accelerated. Just as they were approaching the middle of the intersection, a sudden change occurred, and a van on the left ran a red light and rushed over quickly, directly hitting the front of the white BMW.

boom.