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Xiao Jin stopped, resting his forehead against Muxianxi's shoulder, panting slightly.

Mu Zhenxi raised his hand to push her away, this time with strength, Xiao Jin was pushed out of her arms by her, and the two sat facing each other.

The pale moonlight filtered in through the curtains.

Before Mu Zhenxi could speak, Xiao Jin's hand touched her lightly wrinkled brow, and the warm and soft fingertips pressed against the center of her brow, as if touching, and almost gently stroking, from the eyebrows to the bridge of the nose, and finally is the lips.

Xiao Jin pressed her thumb on it and rubbed it lightly, her slightly pale lips quickly turning red.

Mu Zhenxi's throat rolled uncontrollably, she raised her eyes, and met Xiao Jin's tender eyes, her heart seemed to be entangled with such dense threads, pinning her firmly to the spot.

Xiao Jin wrapped one hand around the back of her neck, released her lips with the other, and held her cheek gently instead.

She slowly got closer.

The heart of Muzhenxi was like a drum, but they didn't hide. The lips of the two were very close, and they could feel the heat exhaling from each other.

Xiao Jin said, "Do you miss me?"

Her breath fell on her lips, and her voice was bewitching in the night.

Wooden Pillow Brook said hard: "I don't want to."

Xiao Jin said, "But I miss you."

Wooden Pillow Creek: "…"

Her mind was a little confused, and her eyes only looked down at the rosy and full lips of the other party.

Xiao Jin licked his lips.

Wooden Pillow Creek swallowed.

There was a triumphant smile on Xiao Jin's mouth: "Do you really want to?"

Wooden pillow creek is at war between heaven and man, and he retreats.

Xiao Jin didn't give her a chance, and chased after her reluctantly, kissing her lips lightly.

Wooden Pillow Creek was short of breath, and his sanity was shaky.

Xiao Jin slid his hands down from her shoulders, opened her clenched fingers one by one, and showed a sly smile: "If you endure hard, don't endure it, indulge once, it's alright."

She entangled her five fingers forcefully between the fingers of the wooden pillow stream, and then squeezed her fingers slightly, with a hint of meaning.

Dark night.

The two still kissed, from light wind and drizzle to heavy rain.

The air was drenched, and mist-like water vapor melted on the glass windows.

Muzhenxi opened his eyes, took a few breaths, sat up, and put his hand on his forehead. She touched the phone on the side and checked the time, it was four in the morning.

Mu Zhenxi moved his legs under the quilt, pinched his eyebrows, and went back to the study to get a change of clothes into the bathroom. Not only his underwear, but the back of his t-shirt was soaked with sweat.

Hmm...the dream was intense.

Wooden Pillow Creek took a basin, washed the underwear, soaked the T-shirt in the water and rubbed it twice, hung it on the clothesline to dry, and returned to the living room slowly. The dream was too realistic. She walked to the floor and even wanted to smell if there was any strange smell. Reason told her not, but her emotions made her bypass the floor and sit directly on the sofa.

She slowly pressed her temples.

It's not a child anymore, and it's no big deal to have a spring dream. Dreaming of Xiao Jin is because she has been dangling in front of her too many times recently, and it is normal to have dreams every day and night.

Wooden Pillow Creek comforts himself.

She looked around the dark living room and couldn't help but reminisce in shame.

Xiao Jin's skin, Xiao Jin's lips, Xiao Jin's temperature, and... humidity.

Mu Zhenxi wiped his face with both hands, shook his head, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Xiao Jin didn't sleep late last night. In summer, people's desire to sleep in is not so urgent, so she woke up at six o'clock. I don't know if Wooden Pillow Creek is awake? Xiao Jin thought about it, and with the hope that he might be able to see the sleeping face of Muxinxi, he opened the door of the room and came out.

The bay window curtains were wide open, and the floor in the living room was clean and empty.

"Wooden Pillow Stream?" After turning around in the living room, he knocked on the door of the study, but there was no response.

The study door was unlocked. After Xiao Jin knocked a few times and didn't respond, he put his ear to the door and listened, then pushed open the door and entered. The computer was off, and no one was inside. Xiao Jin was supposed to take the door and go out, but his eyes fell on the locked drawer on the left side of the desk.

Now that Wooden Pillow Creek is not here, does she want to…

Xiao Jin's heart beat abruptly, and he put his hand on the back of the chair Muxianxi usually sat on, dragged the chair to the bookshelf, and stepped on it. As she recalled, she groped at the top of the bookshelf, and unsurprisingly, she felt the cold metal texture.

Xiao Jin already had the key in her hand, and her inexplicable intuition made her look back at the open study door, release her fingers, jump off the chair, and restore the room to its original state.

She went to brush her teeth and wash up, and just halfway through, she heard the sound of the door of the living room being opened from the outside, and she was suddenly scared. Fortunately, she just stopped in time, otherwise she would definitely be hit by the wooden pillow stream.

Wooden Pillow Creek was wearing a sports vest, a short-sleeved shirt, and sports shorts. He was still steaming from the workout. He wiped his sweat and changed his shoes. His relaxed and pleasant mood disappeared after hearing the sound of water in the bathroom. live.

Anyone who sees the object of last night's spring dream in the morning will not be flustered.

Xiao Jin simply rinsed his mouth and stuck his head out of the bathroom: "Good morning, did you go for a morning run?"

Wooden Pillow Creek cleared his throat uncomfortably: "Yes, yes."

Xiao Jin smiled and said, "You got up so early."

Wooden Pillow Stream followed her words stiffly: "It's okay."

Xiao Jin said, "I also want to exercise. I think my physique seems to be a little weak. Can you call me for a morning run tomorrow morning?" She didn't give Muzhenxi a chance to refuse, and then added, "You don't have to run together, you just need to knock Just wake me up at the door."

What else can Muzhenxi say, he smiled slightly and said, "Okay."

Xiao Jin put his head back.

Wooden Pillow Creek heaved a sigh of relief and wiped his face with the towel hanging around his neck.

"That..." Xiao Jin thought of another thing, took a step outside, and came out to see the struggling and painful face squeezed into a ball under the wooden pillow creek towel.

Xiao Jin: "???"

Wooden Pillow Stream returned to normal in a second: "What's wrong?"

So fast that Xiao Jin almost thought it was an illusion, she blinked her eyes and asked, "What shall we eat this morning?"

Muzhenxi glanced at her and replied as usual: "It depends on your choice, do you want to eat at home or go out to eat, there is a soup noodle shop downstairs, the taste is okay, but if you go out to eat, you have to change your clothes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Jin made a decision: "I'm going out to eat."

The voice sounded a little excited.

Muzhenxi didn't know what she was jumping for, and didn't ask. She looked at her face with drops of water, like sweat when she was emotional, swallowed her saliva, and said, "Have you finished washing? I want to take a shower. Take a shower, sweat all over."

Xiao Jin wiped his hands out and said, "I'm fine, but I also have to take a shower, is it too late?"

"Come...cough...in time." Wooden pillow stream went to the study to get a change of clothes, brushed past her, and smelled the clean and quiet breath of the early morning on her body, which was completely different from last night.

Xiao Jin tilted his head, always feeling that Wooden Pillow Stream was a little weird today.

She also went back to the bedroom to get the clothes she was going to wear today. When Wooden Pillow Creek was taking a bath, she leaned against the wall of the balcony with her clothes in her arms, looking aimlessly up and down.

In summer, clothes are light and dry quickly. There is a washing machine at home, but Muzhenxi thinks that there are too few clothes and too slow rotation, so I don’t usually use them.

Xiao Jin looked at it, her eyes fixed on a t-shirt that had just been washed. This t-shirt was worn by Muzhenxi last night. She even went into the bedroom to get the quilt, why did she wash it? Just wash a t-shirt, why wash your underwear too?

Such serious cleanliness?

Xiao Jin narrowed his eyes and looked away.

Wooden Pillow Creek came out of the bathroom covered in water vapor. She probably tied her hair indiscriminately when she was taking a shower, with her fingers wrapped around the hair rope, one end was bitten in her mouth, and she planned to tie it again. A few strands of hair fell in front of her eyes, inevitably covering it. out of sight. Muzhenxi bit his lower lip impatiently, and combed it with his fingers, but the hair always seemed to be against her, either a strand was missing here, or a few strands ran away there.

Xiao Jin couldn't help laughing.

She stood still and said with a smile, "Do you want me to help you?"

"No need." Wooden pillow Brook threw back his long hair, and simply didn't tie it up.

Xiao Jin guessed the answer early, but it wasn't too surprising, and asked casually, "When did you wake up this morning?"

Muzhenxi said, "Wake up half an hour earlier than you, what's the matter?"

Xiao Jin shook his head and chuckled: "It's nothing." Passing by the wooden pillow stream again, his tone was light, "I'm going to take a bath."

baffling. Wooden Pillow Creek slandered.

Wooden Pillow Creek, who had taken two baths in a row this morning, washed away the evil thoughts. He felt like he was going to be immortal sitting on the sofa, and when he saw Xiao Jin who had been cleaned up, his mood was extremely calm.

The breakfast shop is near the community, within a three-minute walk. At seven o'clock in the morning, the summer sun had already risen, and the city was gradually waking up. Wooden Pillow Creek had both hands in his pockets, his expression and pace were very loose, but his eyebrows were stretched, and his mood was acceptable. Xiao Jin walked side by side with her, holding a handbag in one hand, looking left and right at the storefronts on both sides of the street, and asked a few questions from time to time out of curiosity, and Muzhenxi answered her. network, not too unfamiliar.

Wooden Pillow Creek is comfortable with this distance.

For Xiao Jin, in the blink of an eye, the two of them arrived at the store of a restaurant. Looking up, there was a simple signboard with Wang Ji breakfast written. The business was very good, and there were many people sitting inside and out.

Wooden pillow creek approached her ear and asked, "Is such an environment acceptable?"

Xiao Jin gave her a surprised look: "You can eat it, but I can't?"

Muzhenxi smiled, looked at an outdoor table and asked her to sit down first, so as not to be occupied by others, and did not forget to remind: "If someone asks you if you have a free seat, you can say that you have a friend."

"..." Xiao Jin suspected that Muzhenxi regarded himself as a fool, but still agreed, "I know."

Wooden Pillow Creek entered the door and went to the window to order food.

She went in with her front foot, and someone on her back stared at Xiao Jin's position, came up with a smile and asked, "Is there any space here?"

Xiao Jin put the bag in his hand on the stool beside him.

The man left.

Muzhenxi often came to this restaurant to eat rice noodles. The boss was too busy to take care of her, and saw her appear at the window with a smile.

Muzhenxi: "Two bowls of soup noodles, all of them, one... um... no pickles, no sour beans, no carrots, no ginger."

Boss: "Okay."

Wooden Pillow Creek: "Eat here, we sit outside."

Boss: "I'll bring it to you later."

Wooden pillow creek raised his feet and came out, Xiao Jin folded his hands in front of him, sitting elegantly, with a dignified expression, occasionally raising his eyes to glance at the door and pursing his lips. Those who know know that she is waiting for a bowl of soup noodles, but those who don't know think that she is at a celebrity dinner, and she is a world away from the people around her.

As soon as she saw the wooden pillow stream, the estrangement between Xiao Jin and the others disappeared silently. She picked up the bag on the other side's chair and motioned her to take a seat. Wooden Pillow Stream is as good as a stream, and asked casually, "Did someone just come to ask you about your seat?"

Xiao Jin nodded.

Wooden Pillow Stream: "So remember to reserve a seat in advance next time."

Xiao Jin nodded again: "Got it."

Mu Zhenxi looked at the table top, took out a few tissues from the tissue paper on the table, wiped the entire table, and placed a few more sheets on the table in front of Xiao Jin to prevent her hands from accidentally rubbing against the table. The oil on the store - this kind of small shop, it is not so particular, especially when people come and go, clean up the table and wipe it with a rag to make it "clean".

Xiao Jin looked at her thoughtful actions and felt warm in her heart, and said softly, "Thank you."

Wooden pillow stream: "You're welcome, I'm the same as someone else."

Xiao Jin was poured cold water in the second half of her sentence and didn't say a word.

"Who owns the two bowls of soup noodles?!" The proprietress shouted angrily while standing at the door with a bowl of soup noodles in one hand.

Xiao Jin frowned almost imperceptibly.

Wooden pillow creek raised his hand and said, "Here."

The proprietress came over with a gust of wind, put down two bowls of noodles and left, because the action of putting down was too fast, the soup even splashed out a little, soaked on the tissue paper that Wooden Pillow Creek had just spread out to Xiao Jin, and smeared away.

Xiao Jin: "…"

Muzhenxi didn't care, took off two pairs of chopsticks and handed a pair to Xiao Jin: "Eat it, it may be a little hot, slow down."

"Then I'll let it dry for a while." Xiao Jin maintained a decent smile, but didn't move his chopsticks.

Muzhenxi remembered taking her to eat this kind of roadside stall for the first time, and she was like this too. Wooden Pillow Creek picked up a chopstick powder, blew it, and threw off his arms to eat. Her food is definitely not elegant, even a bit vulgar, and like the guests sitting next to her, she will make a sucking sound.

However, in Xiao Jin's eyes, there is no way to think of other adjectives except cute.

The corners of Xiao Jin's lips twitched slightly. Seeing her eating several mouthfuls, she couldn't help swallowing. Is it really that delicious?

In order to look delicious, Muzhenxi is of course really delicious. She ate a bit faster, and her mouth was a little hot, so she temporarily slowed down her movements. When she looked up, she saw Xiao Jin pick up a rice noodle with chopsticks and opened her mouth. , tentatively put it in the mouth.

Wooden Pillow Stream: "Pfft."

Xiao Jin looked at her for two seconds, an angry look flashed in his eyes, the rice noodles fell from the chopsticks back into the bowl, and then the chopsticks were put down.

Muzhenxi couldn't help laughing: "I didn't mean to laugh at you, can you learn how I eat it, and what flavor can you eat when you eat it?"

Xiao Jin bit his lower lip, and this time he picked three.

Muzhenxi held the venue to applaud her: "It's amazing, there's progress."

Someone was looking over there.

Xiao Jin's face was a little hot, and he lowered his head and quickly ate the rice noodles on the chopsticks without making a sound.

Wooden Pillow Creek took another bite in front of her, deliberately making that kind of sucking sound, and said badly: "You have to eat like me."

Xiao Jin refused: "No."

Muzhenxi didn't force it, smiled with a good temper, and said, "Okay, okay."

Xiao Jin still ate quietly.

Muzhenxi said: "Actually, you can see that everyone makes a sound. It's not rude, but to express their praise for the deliciousness of this rice noodle restaurant, just like Japan must **** out the sound."

Xiao Jin glanced at her and always felt that she was lying to herself.

Muzhenxi said, "Really, if you don't believe me, I'll go to the boss and ask."

Xiao Jin believed half of it, but she couldn't hold her face, and stuttered softly the whole time.

The proprietress ran out again, and Muzhenxi took the opportunity to raise her hand and said, "The proprietress has settled the bill."

The proprietress had the payment QR code hanging around her neck, wiped her hands on her apron and came over. She first chatted with Muzhenxi and smiled: "Xiaomu, go to work."

Wooden Pillow Stream scanned the QR code and said with a smile, "Yeah."

The lady boss said, "Is this your friend?"

Wooden Pillow Creek said, "Yes."

The proprietress looked at Xiao Jin: "What do you think of our fans? Is there anything else that needs to be improved?" Although this shop is small, the shop owner is sincere in making fans.

Xiao Jin first looked at Wooden Pillow Stream, then answered the other person, saying warmly, "No, it's delicious."

The proprietress smiled boldly: "Don't be embarrassed, just raise any comments. I just saw that you were reluctant to eat. Only the criticism from customers can make us improve."

Wooden Pillow Creek couldn't hold back: "Pfft."

Boss lady: "What are you laughing at?"

Xiao Jin's face turned red.

"It's nothing, I'm off to work, see you next time." Muzhenxi finished paying the bill with a smile, shook the payment interface in front of the proprietress, and dragged Xiao Jin, who was embarrassed, away.

Mu Zhenxi tilted his head and looked at Xiao Jin's red ears in a trance, thinking how could this person even react the same way, ten years ago, and ten years later. It's like... never leaving.

Wooden Pillow Creek's eyes softened.

Unconsciously walking to a lake in a park, Xiao Jin stopped, bit his lower lip and said, "I will remember next time."

Mu Zhenxi's gaze swept across the strands of hair that had been blown off by the wind in front of her forehead, and naturally lifted it up with her fingertips and slowly pinned it behind her ear, staring at her tenderly: "Huh? Remember what?"

The tone of her speech...

Xiao Jin was stunned, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she raised her eyes to meet her black and white eyes.

Xiao Jin's eyes were full of surprise and dazedness, and Muzhenxi was stunned for a second, then retracted his hand like an electric shock, and blurted out, "I'm sorry."

Xiao Jin's expression dimmed for a moment, then immediately restrained his emotions, followed by a step back, and said lightly: "It's okay."

Wooden Pillow Creek was so annoyed that he wanted to jump into the lake.

Call you cheap, call you cheap.

Xiao Jin lowered his eyelashes and did not speak.

into silence.

After returning home from the park, they were speechless. At ten o'clock in the morning, Muzhenxi came out of the study and called Xiao Jin, who was reading and taking notes, "Let's go to the hospital to get the film."

The brain ct taken yesterday has been reported.

The report from the doctor said nothing was wrong.

Mu Zhenxi held the report sheet in one hand and said eagerly, "But she often has headaches, how can she be fine?"

The doctor pushed the glasses on the bridge of the nose: "There are many reasons for headaches, some of which cannot be detected by instruments, and it is better if they cannot be detected. It is very troublesome to find out. Now headaches are very common among young people, and the psychological pressure is high. , may cause it, don't be too nervous." He turned and asked Xiao Jin, "When did you have the headache?"

Xiao Jin looked at Wooden Pillow Stream.

Wooden Pillow Creek: "...Doctor, she lost her memory. I don't know when it started."

It was the first time the doctor encountered such a situation, and he was stunned: "What?"

Wooden Pillow Creek: "Ten years ago there was no headache."

Doctor:"…"

Muzhenxi thought for a while and said, "Can you do another examination? Is there a more detailed one that can examine the brain."

The doctor said, "Do an MRI."

Wooden Pillow Creek immediately asked, "Can you do it now?"

Doctor: "You have to make an appointment to queue up. You go to make an appointment first."

Wooden pillow stream ran in and out to make an MRI appointment for Xiao Jin, saying that he would come in three days later. Xiao Jin didn't feel anything, and she didn't have any mood swings throughout the whole process. It seemed that she had experienced such a thing many times before, but she looked at Mu Zhenxi's worried face, and there was a hint of distress.

She looked at Mu Zhenxi's lightly clenched fists, and tried her best to suppress her red eyes. She wanted to ignore the agreement between the two of them to keep a distance, and held her hand to comfort her, but when she was in the air, she restrained her and retracted it. , bit her lower lip.

After staying in the hospital for a few hours, Muzhenxi took Xiao Jin home and comforted her on the way: "The doctor said that headaches are more common among young people. If they can't be found, it means there is nothing wrong."

"Yeah." Xiao Jin replied indifferently.

"You may be under too much pressure to study abroad. I heard that studying for a Ph.D. is very stressful, and all of them lose their hair. You see that you still have so much hair. It must be because your brain is borne, so you have a headache." Muzhenxi worked hard Lively.

Xiao Jin showed a smile.

Mu Zhenxi thought that he had comforted the other party, and then smiled, even if the smile was a little reluctant, but Xiao Jin still saw what she wanted from it, and then his heart was astringent.

The moment he entered the door, Xiao Jin spoke up.

"Wooden Pillow Creek."

Wooden pillow stream turned back: "what's the matter?"

Xiao Jin closed the door, faced her and said, "I have a little vague memory. There should be no problem with my headache. Except for the pain, there is no problem. You don't have to worry about me."

Wooden pillow Brook wants to deny that I'm not worried about you, but today's behavior has already explained everything, so she can only look at her in silence.

"Also," Xiao Jin stared at her for three seconds, bowed slightly, and made a small bow, "Thank you for your concern, thank you very much."

Obviously I'm the one who left you where you are.

Mu Zhenxi's throat was choked, afraid that his words would reveal his crying, so he only used a nasal voice to utter a syllable "um", and then went into the study.

Xiao Jin waited until the footsteps disappeared, then straightened up, raised his fingers and wiped his eyes.

There seems to be a subtle change in the atmosphere at home.

When it was about dinner time, the alarm clock set by Muxinxi rang, she pulled away from her concentration, put down the pen in her hand, got up from the desk, opened the door, but there was a smell of food between her nose.

Muzhenxi wondered: Can you smell the food from other homes on the twenty-seventh floor?

When she completely stepped out of the door, she saw a figure in the kitchen busy with an apron. Wooden Pillow Creek stopped, his eyes slowly blinked twice, and crystal tears hung on his long eyelashes.

That is her mirror flower water moon, but also her human fireworks.