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"Wooden Pillow Creek, I regret it, let's get back together."

Muzhenxi ducked back, just avoiding the hand that the other party grabbed, and looked at her coldly: "You are drunk."

The woman still cried and said, "I'm not drunk."

Wooden Pillow Creek was unmoved and repeated: "You are drunk."

The other party's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were blurred, and he was sitting on the edge of the flower bed with his shoulders upside down, obviously drunk.

"Fang Ying, give me your cell phone." Muzhenxi confronted her for a while, still very firm.

The woman-Fang Ying tilted her head, suddenly laughed twice, and said drunkenly, "No."

"You!" Muzhenxi took out his mobile phone from his pocket to check the time, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and if he continued to toss like this, he didn't know when he would be dead. She gritted her teeth, clasped her shoulders with one hand, and held her wrist with the other, forcibly helping her up from the edge of the flower bed.

The woman raised her arms and put her arms around the back of Wooden Pillow Creek's neck, burying her face on her shoulders.

The hair on the wooden pillow stream stood up, but she couldn't free her hands to break free, she could only grit her teeth secretly, and planned to get her into the car first in this posture. Yes, she planned to send the other party home.

Unexpectedly, Fang Ying wanted to kiss her. Feeling the approaching warm breath, Mu Zhenxi's scalp exploded, and the police was called in her mind. She immediately let go of one hand, and quickly pushed Fang Ying's face away. .

Just as she exhaled with lingering fears, she was suddenly stunned.

Across Fang Ying's shoulders, there was a beautiful woman standing in line of sight. She was still wearing the long kapok white dress that she went to celebrate her birthday at night, with thin shoulders, trembling slightly in the night wind, and her brows and eyes were too quiet.

The other hand that Wooden Pillow Creek was supporting Fang Ying also loosened, and Fang Ying fell to the ground like a pool of mud.

Wooden Pillow Stream stagnated, and my heart felt inexplicably nervous: "Why are you here?"

Xiao Jin's face was sinking like water, and he didn't answer her question. He glanced at the woman on the ground and reached out to help her up. She was not as strong as Mu Zhenxi.

Mu Zhenxi wanted to help Fang Ying on his shoulders, Xiao Jin said, "I'll help, you lead the way, you still have to drive."

How could Mu Zhenxi let her support it, two people were responsible for one side, and brought Fang Ying to the side of the car. Muxinxi unlocked the car, and the two pushed Fang Ying into the back seat together. Then Muxinxi went to open the passenger door. Xiao Jin, who didn't speak the whole way, said, "I'll take care of her in the back, so that she won't get drunk."

She paused and asked softly, "Will she go crazy with alcohol?"

Wooden Pillow Creek was speechless.

Xiao Jin raised his eyebrows and showed a very shallow smile: "Huh?"

Wooden pillow Brook nodded: "A little bit, but not very serious." Much better than Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin said: "Okay, I see." She sat in calmly, with a normal tone, "Is there a plastic bag in the car? If she vomits, don't vomit in your car."

Wooden Pillow Creek brought two single-use plastic bags from the trunk.

"It's very late, let's drive her back." Xiao Jin took it and motioned her to close the rear door.

After closing the wooden pillow stream, he drove around in front of the car. In the rearview mirror, Xiao Jin placed Fang Ying's head on her lap, and gently stroked her chest and stomach to relieve her discomfort. There was no displeasure on her face. , on the contrary, he is very focused and conscientious, and very patient.

Wooden pillow Brook beat a small drum in his heart.

When did she come? How much have you heard? Do you know your relationship with Fang Ying?

If you know, why is it so indifferent now? If you don't know, should you guess it?

It's not that Muxianxi has a conscience, it's just that meeting on such an occasion is somewhat embarrassing, in addition to embarrassment, there is also a trace of melancholy that is unclear.

Wooden Pillow Creek lowered the car window, and the lights on the side of the road illuminated her eyes flickering.

In order to take care of each other conveniently, Xiao Jin turned on the light in the back seat and looked at Fang Ying through the light. She had fair skin, a face with melon seeds, and big eyes. Although it was closed now, Xiao Jin saw it when she was talking to Muzhenxi just now. , with water vapor in his eyes, misty and beautiful. Walking in the crowd is also a beauty that will turn many people back.

At this moment, she closed her eyes, frowned slightly, and silently endured the discomfort, being well-behaved and lovable.

Xiao Jin stroked the other's slender and beautiful eyebrows with his fingers, and I felt pity. It's not surprising that Wooden Pillow Creek would be tempted. Wooden Pillow Creek had said before that she couldn't see her frowning, and she couldn't see her crying.

Can't she see other people cry now?

A tear oozes from the corner of the woman's eyes, and she holds Xiao Jin's hand on her stomach, her lips move a few times, as if she is saying something.

Xiao Jin bent down and listened carefully, calling out the name of Wooden Pillow Creek in a delicate tone.

Xiao Jin took a deep breath, forced his eyes wide open, and looked out the car window.

The car lingered at the gate of a community, and Muzhenxi looked back at the two people who were sitting and sleeping, and said, "Xiao Jin, look for the access card and key in her bag."

Xiao Jin snorted and rummaged through Fang Ying's bag. There were a lot of messy things in her bag. After Muxianxi had parked the car, Xiao Jin still couldn't find it.

Wooden Pillow Creek opened the rear door, watched her movements, and said, "I'll come."

Xiao Jin stared at her for two seconds before handing over the bag.

Wooden Pillow Creek probed inside and quickly pulled out a bunch of keys.

Xiao Jin's eyes were lowered, and the line of his chin was unconsciously tensed.

The access card was not placed with the key. It was in a small pocket on the side. Looking at Xiao Jin with his eyes down, Muzhenxi slowly retracted the finger that had touched the access card, and said softly, "The access card I don't know where to put it, you let it in, and I will pour out the contents of her bag and look for it."

Xiao Jin blinked his eyes slowly, the faint light flickered, and said, "Let me help you find it together?"

Wooden Pillow Creek nodded.

Finally, Xiao Jin touched the access card.

The two moved Fang Ying out of the car, and went back home. The community here is not as high-end as the wooden pillow stream, and the elevator is also somewhat old and disrepaired. When it goes up, there is a noise. When in the elevator, Fang Ying woke up. She stared and opened her eyes. Go, Xiao Jin firmly clasped one of his shoulders, Mu Zhenxi was far away from Fang Ying except for one hand to support her.

On the tenth floor, the elevator door opened.

The wooden pillow stream didn't move, Xiao Jin raised his chin towards the door and said, "Go open the door."

Muzhenxi silently accepted, and opened the door of Fang Ying's house with the key.

She went in first, then took Fang Ying from Xiao Jin, put her on the fabric sofa in the living room, and covered her with a blanket.

Xiao Jin closed the door, gasped against the entrance, his throat was dry, and he coughed twice.

Muzhenxi looked around and felt that it was not appropriate to pour water like the owner in other people's homes, so he said, "I have water in my car, you can wait a while and go down to drink."

Xiao Jin gestured to the person on the sofa with his chin, and said, "Aren't you going to help him to the bed?"

Wooden Pillow Creek said, "No."

Xiao Jin said, "Then let's go home?"

Wooden Pillow Creek thought for a while and said, "Wait a little longer."

She raised her foot and walked towards Fang Ying. Xiao Jin watched her movements quietly at the door, and imagined many possibilities. If Mu Zhenxi wanted to kiss the other party's forehead, she probably couldn't maintain her current calmness.

But there was nothing, Muzhenxi bent down and took out the phone from Fang Ying's trousers pocket, unlocking it with the sleeping Fang Ying's fingerprint. Xiao Jin looked at it on tiptoe, Muzhenxi opened the other party's memo, entered a paragraph in it, locked the screen, put it on the coffee table, got up and walked back.

Xiao Jin said, "What did you leave for her?"

Muzhenxi said calmly: "Say that I already have a new lover, and tell her not to disturb me anymore, my girlfriend will be jealous."

Xiao Jin bit his lip lightly.

Wooden Pillow Creek added: "Just an excuse."

Xiao Jin smiled lightly: "I know."

Xiao Jin thought to himself: You have never used this kind of excuse for me, why?

Muzhenxi looked back, turned off the lights in the living room, and the room fell into darkness. Only the sensor lights in the corridor were still on. Stepping from the shadows to the light outside, he pressed one hand against the door and said to Xiao Jin, "Let's go."

Xiao Jin followed behind her, hands behind her back, and said nothing.

After leaving the community, she found the car parked on the side of the road. Xiao Jin sat in the co-pilot this time. There was a bottle of unopened water on the storage table.

After the wooden pillow stream was screwed up and returned, Xiao Jin raised his head and drank half of the bottle.

No one spoke on the road, they knew each other well, now is not a good time to chat.

Wooden Pillow Creek turned on the car music, and the sluggish jazz music came from the stereo, which made the atmosphere in the car even more depressing. Muzhenxi pressed the next song several times, all of the same type, Xiao Jin stopped her aloud: "That's it, I like to listen to it."

Mu Zhenxi stopped, she knew that Xiao Jin liked to listen, but she knew she liked it, so she wanted to change it.

After listening to jazz all the way, Xiao Jin finally commented viciously: "Your appreciation level is very average, many songs are not real jazz."

Wooden Pillow Creek: "…"

Xiao Jin smiled slyly: "I lied to you. There are only differences in aesthetics, not competition."

Only then did Mu Zhenxi realize that she had been tricked, and the corner of his mouth bent.

There was a subtle shift in the atmosphere.

Back at home, Muzhenxi didn't urge Xiao Jin to take a bath and go back to the bedroom to sleep. She didn't hide in the study, but walked to the refrigerator: "I'll go to hot milk, do you want it?" Although she didn't drink, she drank some hot milk to nourish her stomach at night. By the way, "pressed and shocked".

Xiao Jin looked at the familiar arrangement, sat down, and said, "Yes, thank you."

After heating the milk, Wooden Pillow Stream put a cup on the coffee table in front of Xiao Jin and sat down on the sofa opposite her.

Xiao Jin held the milk cup in both hands, her long eyelashes raised above the cup, her eyes pure.

Xiao Jin said, "The one just now... your ex-girlfriend?"

Wooden pillow stream said calmly: "Yes."

Xiao Jin smiled and said, "Your vision for finding a girlfriend is much better than your vision for choosing jazz."

It was obviously a heavy topic, but she said it lightly in such a tone, Mu Zhenxi was stabbed in his heart, sour and unspeakable, barely forced a smile, and said, "I just listen to it on the Internet. Pull up a playlist."

She didn't have the family background of Xiao Jin from childhood to adulthood. In the past, when Xiao Jin listened, she listened to it, but she didn't know what it was. After Xiao Jin left, she still listened, but she still didn't know what it was.

Xiao Jin smiled and said, "You can also find girlfriends casually?"

Wooden pillow Brook said: "No, Yin Xiaoli introduced me to her. She is very interested in my love life."

Xiao Jin nodded clearly: "Blind date?"

Wooden Pillow Creek said, "Almost."

Xiao Jin then asked, "Same as me?"

Mu Zhenxi was stunned, and nodded slowly.

Xiao Jin said, "If it wasn't me who had a blind date with you that day, you would..." She took a sip of milk, took a small breath, and said, "Will you be with each other?"

Wooden Pillow Stream became difficult to pronounce: "…Yes."

Xiao Jin turned his head and glanced at the bay window, then turned his eyes back and asked, "When did you break up with her?"

"About this time last year," said Wooden Pillow Creek.

Xiao Jin said, "It's been a long time."

Wooden Pillow Creek said, "Yes."

Xiao Jin said, "Have you been single since then?"

"So far it is," Wood Pillow Creek said.

Xiao Jin said, "The reason?"

Muzhenxi said, "I'm too busy with work to spend time with her."

Xiao Jin asked, "It was you who did she mention the breakup?"

Wooden Pillow Creek said: "She."

The blue veins on Xiao Jin's forehead gently jumped down, and said absurdly: "Then she still has the face to come to you?"

Mu Zhenxi was stunned, and suddenly raised his eyes and gave her a deep look.

Xiao Jin understood the deep meaning of her glance. Back then, she left without saying goodbye. Isn't she now looking for her with a shy face?

Xiao Jin laughed at herself, skipped the topic, and said, "You still..." After a few seconds of pause, she clenched the cup in her hand and stared into Muxianxi's eyes, daring not to miss any detail, "Do you still love her? ?"

In just a few words, her words were extremely dry and difficult.

Muzhenxi shook his head without hesitation.

Then he frowned almost imperceptibly.

In fact, I can't say that I love this deep word, at best I like it. Yin Xiaoli provided her with a way to get to know each other. She felt that they were good-looking and liked her appearance. They met a few times, and they all got along well in terms of personalities. .

There is not necessarily a reason for being together in this world.

Such unforgettable love, only once in a lifetime.

Xiao Jin smiled, drank the milk at the bottom of the cup, and said, "I'm going to take a bath."

Wooden pillow Brook said: "Okay, let's go."

She got up and took the cup in front of Xiao Jin and went to the kitchen to clean it. Turning on the faucet, she noticed that there was a gaze behind her, so she turned to look, Xiao Jin was standing at the door again, looking like she had something to say.

Wooden Pillow Creek: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Jin put his hand on the door frame and asked, "Will you get back with her?" She deduced the answer from Muxianxi's performance, but she still wanted to hear her say it with her own ears.

Wooden Pillow Creek frowned and said without thinking, "No."

Xiao Jin walked away, walking briskly.

She glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was five minutes before twelve o'clock, and the corners of her lips curled up.

This is the best birthday present she has received in ten years.

Wooden Pillow Creek looked at her back and sighed.

She could guess how Xiao Jin appeared outside the bar. It was nothing more than following her. Now the time to get angry has passed, not to mention that she is not angry at all. At the same time, she is more sure of the fact that Xiao Jin still loves her.

Also, maybe she was caught off guard by what happened tonight, Xiao Jin forgot to disguise, or maybe there was no way to disguise, she didn't realize that she was unusually calm tonight.

Seventeen-year-old Xiao Jin is also very calm, but not at this level.

Wooden Pillow Creek prefers that she has recovered most, if not all, of her memories. A while ago, when I went to the school to go through the induction process, Muxianxi had already become suspicious, but there was no evidence to confirm it. At the same time, there is always a vague feeling in her heart, which frequently obstructs her sanity.

Her work is on track and she can live independently.

it's time.

Mu Zhenxi lowered her head and wiped away the water in the cup, along with the traces Xiao Jin left in her heart these days, slowly wiped away.

Wooden pillow stream stayed in the kitchen for a long time, heard the shower in the bathroom stop, heard Xiao Jin humming intermittently, heard the sound of the bedroom door closing, before closing the door, Xiao Jin said to her, "good night, wooden pillow stream."

Joyful as a cheering bird.

Wooden Pillow Creek raised her voice: "Good night."

The living room is quiet.

After Muzhenxi washed up, he sat on his floor and sent a message to Yin Xiaoli. Yin Xiaoli asked her: [Have you decided? 】

Wooden Pillow Creek: [Hmm]

Yin Xiaoli: [Okay, I will take a day off tomorrow, come here]

Wooden Pillow Creek: [Excuse me]

Yin Xiaoli: [What did you say, it's too late, I'm going to bed, see you tomorrow if you have something to do]

Wooden pillow stream said good night, lay down on the ground, and pulled the quilt to his shoulders.

She couldn't sleep, she turned her face to look at the bay window that leaked moonlight, and the white fine sand like running water all over the place. The moonlight is very beautiful tonight. Wooden Pillow Stream simply sat up, climbed up the bay window, and looked up at the moon. She was really a little ink in her stomach. She was usually asked to find a few poems for Yinyue, but now there is only Xiao Jin's face on the moon, white and white. Jingjing, melon-seed face, thin eyebrows and curved eyes, bright eyes are good at.

Squeak - a very soft, very soft sound.

Wooden Pillow Creek pushed open the door of the bedroom, and peered through the crack of the door to see what was going on inside. On the bed, a woman could be seen lying flat, with one hand on the outside of the quilt, her chest rising and falling evenly, and her breathing shallow.

Wooden Pillow Stream slipped in like a thief, didn't even dare to put on shoes, went to the edge of the bed and sat down on the floor with bare feet without making a sound.

The bed of Muzhenxi is not high, and you can see Xiao Jin's face even when you are sitting on the ground. Even if the light is not turned on, there is only a vague outline, and Muzhenxi still sees it without blinking.

Xiao Jin rolled over and murmured, and Muzhenxi immediately shrank, and when he heard that there was no movement, he came out again.

She stayed quietly in the bedroom with the air conditioner on. No matter how summer it was, the coolness penetrated into the bone marrow. From sitting to kneeling, to half squatting, she changed several positions, her legs were numb. Now, when it was almost dawn, I left with a cat on my waist.

Wooden pillow Brook set the alarm clock and squinted for two hours, just in time for Xiao Jin to get up.

The treatment of employees in the new company of Muzhenxi is not only reflected in the generous salary and nutritious diet, but also in the well-equipped gymnasium. Xiao Jin, on the other hand, went out for a morning jog every once in a while, and today she bumped into another day when she was going to exercise.

Muzhenxi watched her back, and hesitated for a while whether to make breakfast or not. After thinking about it, let it go.

She remembered Xiao Jin's class schedule. There were three or four classes this morning. According to her habit, she should go to school at nine o'clock. Wooden Pillow Creek sat at a coffee shop near his home until nine o'clock, and walked to the community while talking on the phone.

***

I just finished an ancient literature class, and my classmates chattered and slapped between classes, which turned the classroom upside down. The high-heeled shoes rhythmically hit the floor tiles, and a classmate looked at the door of the classroom, put his finger between his lips and made a "shh".

"Mr. Xiao is here."

The students fell silent for a moment.

Xiao Jin took the dark blue folder with one hand and placed it on the podium without any hesitation, plugged the USB flash drive into the computer on the podium, moved the mouse slightly, and faced the pair of exploratory eyes below, Teacher Xiao smiled and said: "Is there something on my face?"

A female classmate said with a smile: "No, we are guessing your lipstick number today."

Xiao Jin is usually not serious in class, and often extends some interesting topics based on the content of the class. Her language is humorous and humorous. She is young and looks small. If she dresses a little more studently, she is nothing to do with the students below. So the students are not very afraid of her.

Xiao Jin reported the lipstick number, and several girls immediately recorded it on their mobile phones.

Xiao Jin looked at his watch: "It's not class time yet, you can chat for a while."

She asked her classmates to talk, and the classmates looked at each other, but she felt embarrassed. The classroom atmosphere in the university is very relaxed, especially for these students of Chinese language and literature. There are not many classes and they are sloppy. The content in the book can be understood by anyone with a long heart, so the requirements for teachers are extremely high. The teachers and classmates who read the textbook are very annoying, and they all play their own way in class. The content of the final exam is just one focus.

Xiao Jin is different. Her courseware has only a few words. Her lectures are explained in simple terms, with extensive references, examples and demonstrations. Many knowledge is not found in textbooks, and may not be found in library collections. The students listened without blinking. But in order to cope with the exam, she has another document that summarizes the key points. After each lecture, she sends it to the class committee, and the class committee is responsible for sending it to the class group.

At ten o'clock sharply, Xiao Jin opened the concise and to the point courseware, and the cool yet gentle voice rang in the bright classroom with the eager eyes of the students, like the bells of spring water.

"Today, ask my classmates to follow me through time to learn about the Hebrew mythology system..."

In the afternoon, Xiao Jin had another class in another class. At noon, he ate in the school cafeteria with a friendly female teacher. The female teacher looked at the untouched dishes in her bowl and said strangely, "Xiao Jin, what are you doing? Just eating and not eating vegetables?"

Xiao Jin looked down and said casually, "I lost weight recently."

The female teacher was surprised: "If you want to lose weight, you should eat vegetables instead of eating." Looking at her thin wrist, she advised, "Don't lose weight like this. If you lose weight, be careful that your body can't bear it. It's good to be thin, but health is also important. what."

Xiao Jin said: "I was wrong just now, it should be weight gain."

Female teacher: "..." She choked and said, "Then you have to eat too."

Xiao Jin rolled his eyes at her: "Thank you."

She used to have very light facial features. Although the facial features are delicate, they are not conspicuous, and they belong to the looks that are more attractive the more you look at them.

Colleagues looked at her in a daze.

Xiao Jin waved his hand in front of her.

The colleague recovered, and then wentssips about her: "Many teachers in the office asked me to inquire about your relationship status. Do you have a partner?"

Xiao Jin smiled sweetly: "Yes."

Colleague: "Quack."

Xiao Jin: "What sound?"

Colleague: "I'll break my heart for them first."

Xiao Jin laughed again.

The two handed over the plate to the reception desk, took a lunch break, and waited for class in the afternoon. Xiao Jin turned on his mobile phone, clicked on the WeChat dialog box with Muzhenxi, typed in a few words, deleted them, and clenched his teeth hard. , the mouth was filled with a faint **** taste.

A colleague came in with a U-shaped pillow and asked her, "Why are your eyes a little red?"

Xiao Jin rubbed it with a tissue, and said indifferently, "There's something dirty in it."

Xiao Jin came home from get off work, stood at the door for a long time, and opened the door very slowly. At first glance, there was no difference at home. She raised her head, blinked her eyes, took a deep breath, and opened the door of the shoe cabinet. Most of the shoe cabinet that was full was empty.

The computer in the study, the books on the bookshelf, the clothes in the bedroom wardrobe, and the things belonging to the wooden pillow stream are all gone.

Xiao Jin stretched out his hand and took off a note from the coffee table, signed in wood.

[There is still a three-month lease term for this house, and you can take advantage of these three months to change to another residence. I'm gone, don't contact me again]