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Xiao Jin gave Qi Yin all the chocolates, and the two of them divided up the rest of the cake.

She didn't mumble any more to complain about Xiao Jin's grievance, but she still looked a little angry and went back to the room early.

Xiao Jin soaked a glass of milk and knocked on the door.

Qi Yin's voice was cold: "Please come in."

Xiao Jin pushed open the door and entered, facing Qiyin's cold face with a smile, and raised the milk cup in his hand: "Would you like it?"

Qi Yin said, "No."

The mouth is not the heart. Xiao Jinxin said, put the milk on her table.

Qi Yin came over and took a sip.

Xiao Jin didn't leave, put one hand on the table, half leaned down, looked at her gently, and said, "First of all, thank you for your kindness, I know you are for my good."

Unison: "Huh."

Xiao Jin smiled and continued: "But our affairs are not that simple. There are still many things you don't know. It's not about who is right and who is wrong, and who is first and who is later."

Qi Yin said angrily, "I asked you and you refused to tell me."

Xiao Jin said: "Because there is really nothing to say."

"..." Qi Yin drank two mouthfuls of milk in a row, calmed himself down, and said, "Okay, I won't ask you, do you feel happy now?"

Xiao Jin said without hesitation, "I'm happy."

Qi Yin made an "ok" gesture, turned his eyes back to the laptop in front of him, and ordered an expulsion with a sullen face: "I'm going to work."

Xiao Jin said, "I'll take you out to eat Mapo Tofu tomorrow."

Qi Yin turned her face and clicked her tongue, and said, "Don't think you can bribe me like this."

Xiao Jin put both hands on her shoulders and said softly, "How can this be called bribes, this is called the friendship of the host that is due."

Qi Yin thought was taken away in a second and asked, "What is a host?"

Xiao Jin explained to her what a host is, and went out without disturbing her work.

She usually sat by the bay window for a while, stretched when she got up, and went back to the bedroom to brush the Weibo of Wooden Pillow Creek. I don't know where I went today, it was almost twelve, and there was no news all day.

Wooden pillow stream's Weibo name Da Lala wrote her birthday, and the program also automatically sent a Weibo wishing her a happy birthday. There were more than a thousand comments below, all of them wishing her. Xiao Jin followed the trend and sent one, but She knew that Wooden Pillow Creek probably wouldn't read it.

Muzhenxi doesn't usually post very frequently, only after drawing pictures. It's not every day that personal things are posted, but Xiao Jin just has an intuition. She leans against the bedside to read a book while waiting, and occasionally glances at her phone.

At one minute to twelve, the screen lit up as expected.

mzx19891014:

【#10#[Picture]】

This time there was not a word, only a picture, a girl in a school uniform, with a ball head tied, her fingers dipped in cream, a naughty smile, and was about to wipe the face of the person in front of her.

The other person is not drawn, but from the loving eyes of this person who has been drawn, it can be seen that the opposite should be someone she likes.

The following commentary routine touts fairy painting.

One comment associates this painting with the two paintings she painted a while ago, asking: Are these three paintings the same person? Is it your sister herself?

Wooden Pillow Creek did not reply to any messages.

Xiao Jin liked this comment.

Yin Xiaoli, as a supervisor, was again dissatisfied with seeing Muzhenxi staying up late. At twelve o'clock, she knocked on the door of the study, and when she raised her hand, Muzhenxi came out.

Yin Xiaoli raised her phone's Weibo interface: "Finished?"

As the number one fan of Wooden Pillow Creek, and the biggest contributor to inspiring her to embark on this path, of course, there is Wooden Pillow Creek's Weibo. It's just that Muzhenxi usually doesn't like to expose too much private information on Weibo. The two have never interacted on the bright side, but Yin Xiaoli knows exactly what she posted.

Since the reunion between her and Xiao Jin, she was first tangled, then paralyzed herself, and now it's as if she was relieved, entertaining herself. Rao is that Yin Xiaoli has a lot of emotional experience, and she doesn't understand what she means.

Wooden pillow creek moved his wrist and raised his chin towards the bathroom: "I'm going to take a shower?"

Yin Xiaoli said, "Don't take a bath yet."

Wooden pillow creek raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Yin Xiaoli pointed to the picture in the middle of the screen: "Is this who that?" She didn't say Xiao Jin's name, for fear of hurting her, she just used her name instead.

Wooden pillow stream said calmly: "Yes, it's Xiao Jin."

Yin Xiaoli asked, "Then this is what you painted?"

Muzhenxi said, "She gave me a birthday when I was a sophomore in high school."

Yin Xiaoli said, "Do you remember so clearly?"

Wooden Pillow Creek smiled: "I just remember the hairstyle, I made up the rest, and it seems that the cream is also involved." She suddenly snorted and said, "It doesn't seem to be the school uniform, but some other clothes." Then she shrugged. , said indifferently, "But it doesn't matter."

Yin Xiaoli seemed to have thought about it a bit, and frowned at her: "Are you completely letting go?"

Wooden pillow creek said "uh": "yes, it's not."

Yin Xiaoli: "???" She had a hunch, but she couldn't understand what Muzhenxi said next.

It is rare for Muzhenxi to show mercy, and said frankly to her: "I still love her, but I don't have the urge to be with her. Maybe one day I meet again, I can nod and say hello, or maybe I will become friend."

Yin Xiaoli: "But if the two of you still have feelings, you can't be a simple friend, right?"

Wooden pillow Brook laughed: "Just let it be, it's better to say how you will feel in the future now."

Yin Xiaoli asked: "If a long time later, you are not married, she is not married, they are both single, and they have not forgotten each other, would you still consider staying with her?"

Wooden Pillow Creek thought for a while and said, "I don't know."

Yin Xiaoli narrowed her eyes.

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Mu Zhenxi said, "I really went to take a bath."

Yin Xiaoli waved her hand in agreement.

Yin Xiaoli sat down at the coffee table, thought for a moment, opened the laptop that had been turned off, and searched for the topic: Why can't two people who clearly love each other be together?

It listed a series of couples who broke up due to reasons such as reality. Yin Xiaoli swept over it at a glance, and finally saw an answer: there is no one who loves each other who can't be together, but they just don't have enough courage and trust to keep going; There is also a possibility that one party loves the other party too much and can't bear to let the other party suffer with him, and wants her to live better, such as someone who is terminally ill and will die soon.

Yin Xiaoli: "…"

She remembered the smile and back of Xiao Jin last time.

Muzhenxi wiped her hair and came out of the bathroom, when she heard Yin Xiaoli's eager voice: "Muzhenxi, when was your last physical examination?"

Muzhenxi is the company that arranges the medical examination uniformly. She recalled: "In the first half of this year, what happened?"

Yin Xiaoli: "Show me the medical report."

Wooden Pillow Stream: "???"

Yin Xiaoli: "Stop the ink, show me."

Muzhenxi went back to the study, and turned the medical report out of the cabinet for her. Yin Xiaoli pulled it directly to the final conclusion, except for a little irregular heartbeat, there was nothing wrong.

Yin Xiaoli breathed a sigh of relief, and then her heart lifted again. Wooden pillow creek is all right here, but will Xiao Jin...

She frightened herself half to death by her own brain supplement.

Last time, I also made a report on the human world, and one of the protagonists was a terminally ill patient.

Muzhenxi reached out and touched her forehead: "What's wrong with you? Why is your face so pale?"

Yin Xiaoli: "No, nothing, go to sleep."

Wooden pillow Brook said with concern: "Is it really okay?"

Yin Xiaoli said, "It's fine." After a pause, she asked casually, "Is Xiao Jin teaching at Lincheng University?"

Wooden Pillow Creek said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Yin Xiaoli continued to ask, "Teaching what?"

"It seems to be more literary." Muzhenxi gave her a suspicious look, "Why are you asking this?"

Yin Xiaoli made up an excuse and said, "Oh, I might have to go to her school for an interview recently, just ask."

Wooden Pillow Creek is dubious.

Yin Xiaoli urged: "Go to bed, it's too late, or you will vomit blood again."

"..." Muxianxi said, "I told you, the last time I was in an accident, I would have vomited blood if I stayed up late." Since Yin Xiaoli became her supervisor, she would scare her with vomiting blood at every turn.

Yin Xiaoli: "No matter, staying up late is easy to die suddenly. It's always true, hurry up and sleep."

Wooden Pillow Creek muttered, as if complaining about her, and went back to the room to sleep.

Yin Xiaoli arranged going to Lincheng University in her plan. If Xiao Jin really had some kind of terminal illness, and Muzhenxi didn't even see the last meeting, it was too bad.

Yin Xiaoli's current state is almost the same, probably because she wants to love, but she doesn't dare to love or can't love. It has become a thorn in her heart, and it has been tossing her for ten years, and Yin Xiaoli dare not think about death.

Lying on the sofa, she felt that she was not a friend of Wooden Pillow Creek, but rather like her mother, who seemed to be quite proud to have such a daughter, and made herself laugh thinking about it.

It didn't take long for the weather to turn cooler, and it was the beginning of winter. There are many trees in Lincheng, and the leaves fall very magnificently, golden everywhere. The roads on both sides of the community have not been cleaned up for the time being, and they are all thick layers.

Wooden Pillow Creek buttoned two buttons of the windbreaker in front of him, the soles of the thin boots stepped on the fallen leaves, and there was a crisp sound under his feet. She liked this kind of sound, so she slowed down a lot, and the corners of her lips naturally raised a smile.

I walked to the gate in a good mood, took out my hand from the pocket of my windbreaker, and swiped the access card. Looking up inadvertently, a white BMW drove by on the road in front of the community, leaving a lingering image in the retina.

Wooden Pillow Creek ran almost immediately to look at the license plate of the car. Naihe was too far away, just ahead was a traffic light corner, the car turned right from the corner, and only had time to catch the flashing right turn signal.

Muzhenxi was short of breath, and quickly turned back to the security booth to ask, "Master, is the car that just drove past our community?"

The security asked, "Which car?"

Wooden Pillow Creek: "Just that white BMW, sedan."

The security guard still had an impression of the car that just drove past, and said, "Yeah, I just saw it came out of the underground garage." The entrance to the underground garage of the community is next to the security booth, separated by a distance of two meters.

Muzhenxi asked, "What's the license plate number?"

The security guard said, "I don't know about that."

Muzhenxi took a deep breath and changed the question: "Is the driver a man or a woman?"

The security guard said, "It seems to be a woman."

Mu Zhenxi felt a huge shock in her heart, she couldn't hold back her violent heartbeat, and an emotion she didn't know what to describe enveloped her.

Does Xiao Jin live in this neighborhood? Is there such a coincidence in the world? She changed the address specifically to stay away from her, and it happened to be a neighbor with her?

Wooden Pillow Creek could not laugh or cry.

But this is just a suspicion, and Wooden Pillow Creek can't be sure.

"Sister Mu, you seem to be in a good mood today?" During the noon break, the editor girl stood up from her seat and stretched her waist. She stuck her head over the partition of the desk and asked suspiciously.

"Why do you see it?" Muzhenxi locked the computer screen, turned half a circle on the armrest of the office chair, and raised his eyebrows at her.

The editor girl tutted: "You see that you are like this, aren't you in a good mood?" She made a joke and said in a long voice, "The heart of spring is rippling~ ah."

Muzhenxi couldn't control the corners of his mouth, so he simply couldn't control it, and came out from behind the desk: "I'm really in a good mood. I'll treat you to a big meal at noon."

Editor girl Xingxingyan: "What to eat?"

Muzhenxi touched her head and smiled: "Eat the cafeteria, swipe my card."

Girl: "…"

"I'm teasing you." Wooden Pillow Creek laughed, put both hands in his pockets, and took the lead in striding his long legs, "Let's go, let's go to the restaurant, you can choose the one around here."

The girl immediately smiled and trotted to catch up.

"You walk slowly."

Wooden Pillow Creek slowed down, leaning against the wall with a smile and waiting for her. The editor girl is less than 160 feet tall and has short legs, nicknamed Corgi.

Corky slaughtered Wooden Pillow Creek, and Wooden Pillow Creek settled the bill without blinking. In recent years, she earned more and spent less, especially when the project bonus was soft, she still saved a considerable sum of money. family wealth.

But on the way back, Muzhenxi suddenly calculated her savings in her heart. Although Lincheng's house price was not as high as going north, it was not low. If she planned to buy a house, her money would be a little tight.

She still saves some flowers in the future, and Muxianxi made a decision in her heart, especially not to invite people to dinner. Her biggest monthly expense, apart from rent, is to invite Yin Xiaoli to eat all kinds of food. Yin Xiaoli's salary in that profession barely covered her own food and clothing, and she had to buy cosmetics, all kinds of waves, and moonlight. The two of them went out to dinner, most of which were treats at Wooden Pillow Creek, and it wasn't a cheap place to go. Yin Xiaoli has helped her a lot, and the two of them have a good relationship. She can't save her, but she can save others.

I can't say anything about casually inviting a big meal like this in the future. Wooden Pillow Creek introspection.

"Buying a house?" Yin Xiaoli was startled, "The rich man, what is the stimulus for you?"

Sitting on the sofa, Muzhenxi peeled oranges, gave her a light glance, and said, "Didn't I want to buy a house before, I didn't tell you."

Yin Xiaoli: "I said yes, but the house you wanted to buy wasn't..." Didn't she quit the lease when it expired? She frowned, "Are you going to move back?"

Wooden pillow Brook said: "No." She was a little uncomfortable for some reason. She cleared her throat, and her speech speed increased. She said, "The house can be found again. Wouldn't it be enough to have me?"

Yin Xiaoli said ignorantly: "This is the truth, but where do you want to buy it? Do you have any plans?"

"..." Wooden pillow Creek gave her the peeled oranges and clapped his hands, "Well, I went to the study to paint."

Yin Xiaoli looked at her back: "Hey, you're done talking."

What are you doing, there is no beginning or end, and it is inexplicable.

Muzhenxi didn't know what was wrong with her, just because she saw Xiao Jin's car, no, it was just suspected to be Xiao Jin's car, she started all kinds of abnormal, thinking a lot about it, it turned out to be a bit like first love when.

Are you crazy?

Wooden Pillow Creek asked himself.

Sitting in front of the desk to draw, I wanted to draw a strange beast at first, but the strange beast grew a face of Xiao Jin, and Muzhenxi stared at the drawing for five minutes before saving it on the hard drive.

After that, he dived into his mind and concentrated on his work.

Since that day, Muzhenxi has been walking in the community, always paying attention to who is coming and going around him, with a little expectation and a little fear. She made several assumptions about a possible encounter.

Hello, long time no see.

do you live here too? What a coincidence.

Passing by like two strangers?

Or maybe two or two looking at each other, standing silently.

But when that day came, there was only a blank in Wooden Sleeper Creek's mind.

It was the evening of the winter solstice.

Muzhenxi declined a friend's kind invitation, and went to the supermarket to buy a bag of quick-frozen dumplings on the way home from get off work, and planned to cook them at home. She doesn't pay much attention to this custom, and she can't stand Yin Xiaoli's ten or so text messages a day: remember to eat dumplings, remember to eat dumplings, remember to eat dumplings.

Yin Xiaoli moved away from her house after the scald of Muzhenxi was healed. Friends are one thing, but living together is another. The two have different living habits, and Yin Xiaoli doesn't like to be with people either. live together. Wooden pillow Creek can barely accept her, but she can't accept her to bring her boyfriend home, so they go back to their own homes. Yin Xiaoli is accompanying her parents in her hometown at the moment, and she can't spend the winter solstice with Muzhenxi.

Muzhenxi bought the dumplings, and obediently called the old mother to report: "The dumplings are ready."

Yin Xiaoli asked, "What brand?"

Wooden Pillow Stream looked at the package: "Wan Chai Pier."

Yin Xiaoli is over there hahahaha.

Wooden Pillow Creek said, "I'm going to cross the road."

Yin Xiaoli said: "Then you cross the road, hang up, remember to take a picture for me after cooking, I want to check."

Wooden Pillow Stream said to her: "You are more grandmother than my grandmother."

Yin Xiaoli said earnestly, "I'm trying to prevent you from vomiting blood again..."

Wooden pillow creek was about to get goosebumps, so she quickly interrupted her: "Ah, ah, I really crossed the road. Goodbye Mama."

Yin Xiaoli couldn't stop laughing and said, "Good female goose."

Wooden Pillow Creek hung up the phone and followed other pedestrians across the road at the green light, laughing all the way.

There is a 24-hour convenience store a few meters away from the entrance of the community, with a transparent glass door, and there are not many customers.

A pedestrian following her didn't pay attention and she suddenly stopped, bumped into her shoulder, and hissed.

Muzhenxi stared at the back in the convenience store, and said mechanically, "I'm sorry."

Pedestrians passed her and left.

Wooden Pillow Creek is still in place.

Xiao Jin looked at the message sent by her mother on the phone and curled the corners of her lips coldly.

[Today's winter solstice, remember to eat dumplings]

Because of this text message, she came up from the underground garage where she had parked her car and entered a nearby convenience store.

Xiao Jin returned the phone to the main interface, opened Alipay, and handed a bag of dumplings to the cashier at the counter. The cashier dripped it for her, put the dumplings in a plastic bag, and smiled politely: "Please walk slowly. "

Xiao Jin retracted his phone, turned around, and accidentally bumped into another pair of eyes.

She looked at each other fixedly, the plastic bag hooked on her fingertips slid down and landed at her feet with a thud, and she couldn't remember to pick it up for a while.

The teller gave her a strange look and reminded, "Miss?"

Xiao Jin looked at Wooden Pillow Stream for a long time across a door.

Wooden Pillow Creek wanted to leave, but his feet seemed to have taken root and were firmly fixed there.

Xiao Jin came out. She was wearing a dark blue satin over-the-knee trench coat today. The fabric was soft and light-colored inside. The cuffs were rolled up a little, revealing her slender and fair wrists. She approached under her gaze, her eyebrows were extremely gentle. Looking at her, he took the initiative to say, "What a coincidence."

Wooden Pillow Creek's fingers in his pocket trembled slightly, and he struggled to extract a sentence in his brain that was on the verge of downtime, and said dryly: "What a coincidence."

Xiao Jin looked around and seemed to deduce why she was here, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Wooden Pillow Creek said, "Go home."

Xiao Jin was surprised: "Do you live near here?"

Wooden pillow Xixin said that I should live in the same community as you.

She sipped a smile, pointed to the gate of the neighborhood next to her, and said politely, "I live here."

Xiao Jin already knew it, but she couldn't help her heartbeat racing at this moment, but in order not to reveal her joy in front of Muzhenxi, she could only try her best to tighten her jaw line and endure it.

Muzhenxi looked at her complex expression in an instant, and thought in her heart: Isn't she happy?

Xiao Jin calmed down, smiled, and said, "I live here too."

Muzhenxi almost calmed down, and replied to her: "What a coincidence."

The two stood foolishly in the cold wind for a while, Xiao Jin's eyes fell on the plastic bag in her hand, cleared her throat, and said, "Did you go buy dumplings?"

Wooden pillow stream followed and looked down at her hand: "You bought it too?"

Xiao Jin said, "Yes."

The word "what a coincidence" appeared in Mu Zhenxi's heart again, but the few words they had just talked had already appeared three times. Besides, she was afraid that she would not be able to stop laughing.

Wooden Pillow Creek said another way: "Yin Xiaoli urged me to buy it."

Xiao Jin said, "I was reminded by my mother."

They smiled at each other, and looked away.

It's not a problem to stand here, Muzhenxi didn't look her in the eyes, and suggested: "Go back?"

Xiao Jin nodded: "Okay."

So one person carried a bag of dumplings and walked back, with a distance of one person from each other, and they talked one after another.

Wooden Pillow Creek asked, "Did you live here before?"

Xiao Jin snorted and said softly, "I lived here when I returned to China. I think the environment here is good."

Wooden Pillow Creek took a light breath, looked up at the green plants, and said, "I think so too."

Xiao Jin paused and asked in a normal tone, "Which building do you live in?"

Wooden Pillow Creek said, "Building 17."

Before Muxianxi could ask, Xiao Jin said, "I live in Building 2."