Stay Safe

After Xiao Jin took a bath, he slowly gave himself a full body care, and while applying body milk, the old **** was thinking: Do you want to go to a spa?

She gave herself the courage to let her mind fly, and maybe she could invite Wooden Pillow Creek to do it together? Between female friends, it's not too much to make an appointment to have a spa together, right?

She has received the signal sent to her by the wooden pillow, and she is willing to start over with herself. Although it may take a while to get together, Xiao Jin is not afraid to wait. She has a lifetime. She even feels that these three months The progress to come, is a bit unbelievably fast.

Did Wooden Pillow Stream change his mind so easily? Knowing this, should she have appeared earlier?

But now it is meaningless to think about these past events, Xiao Jin is very content, very content, contented enough to laugh out loud in a dream.

Wooden Pillow Creek.

Wooden Pillow Creek.

"Wooden Pillow Creek."

She recited the name of Wooden Pillow Creek in her heart, but she felt that it was not enough, and she had to read it aloud. From time to time, she let out a smirk, and then she was frightened by herself in the empty bedroom, and laughed for a long time.

She really wanted to hear the voice of Wooden Pillow Stream, a voice that was cold but not cold at all, awkward and touching.

Xiao Jin turned off the hair dryer and touched her half-dried hair. She felt that she was thinking about the wooden pillow stream, and she probably couldn't fall asleep in a short time. She looked around on the bed for a while, and found a corner of her phone under the pillow.

Press to brighten the screen and it shows that there is a missed call.

Before unlocking, Xiao Jin didn't take it seriously at all. She still smiled. In the WeChat era, few people call anymore. Most of them are liars like borrowing money. Xiao Jin thought happily: The swindlers are too much It's hard work, and it's not easy to come out to work even after midnight.

After unlocking, there was a prominent message sign "1" in the upper right corner of the phone icon, and she clicked it. In the recent call, the name of Muxianxi was marked in red—it means that the caller was Muxianxi, and she did not receive it.

Haha, Wooden Pillow Creek called her, but she didn't pick it up.

The thought ran through my mind again.

Didn't she get it?

Xiao Jin's smile immediately solidified on his face, and then gradually disappeared.

Xiao Jin: "???"

She rubbed her eyes, not knowing whether she hoped the missed call was a hallucination or real before she let go of her hands.

Hands down, it's true.

Xiao Jin: "…"

She, to, in the end, wrong, over, over, what, what!

***

Wooden Pillow Stream adjusted the wind at medium speed, dawdlingly blowing her hair, and put her mobile phone in the most conspicuous place on the bedside table, not to mention the phone, as long as the screen was on, she could answer the phone immediately.

She had a glimmer of hope that if Xiao Jin could call back while she was blowing her hair, she might be merciful and let go of it. After all, Xiao Jin said today that he wanted to marry her. , I am willing to give her one more chance.

The hair was dried, and it was about to catch fire when it was blown again. Wooden Pillow Creek adjusted the wind to the lowest gear, holding the hair dryer in one hand and the mobile phone in the other, but there was still no call.

Wooden Pillow Creek inhales and exhales, repeating it three times to calm down.

She finally turned off the hair dryer, announced the end of the call time for Xiao Jin, lay in the quilt, and set the phone to silent mode. If Xiao Jin called again, she couldn't hear her, so it couldn't be considered an intentional refusal. Mu Zhenxi persuaded herself like this.

Mu Zhenxi bent his elbows on the pillow, turned off the desk lamp with one hand, and was about to go to sleep, but the screen of the mobile phone, which was not bright in the morning and was not bright at night, lit up at this time.

As expected, the caller ID was Xiao Jin.

Mu Zhenxi snorted inwardly, turned on the lamp again, sat crossed on the bed, put the phone on his lap, stared at the name with good eyes, and quietly waited for the call to hang up automatically.

Xiao Jin didn't answer her call once, and she didn't answer Xiao Jin's call once, to be fair.

If the other party calls a second time, she will reconsider whether to pick up.

"I'm sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please call again later..." Before the Chinese female voice switched to English, Xiao Jin quickly hung up and dialed the second call.

Looking at the wooden pillow stream who returned to the main interface for a few seconds and then quickly jumped back to the call interface of the phone: "..."

She picked up the phone, carefully avoided the answer button, lay down on her side, buried half of her face in the pillow, thought about it, and felt that it was not enough, so she turned a little more, her lips touched the pillow, and her fingers slid together. stand up.

Thank goodness I finally picked it up.

Xiao Jin immediately explained: "I'm sorry, I just took a shower and didn't bring my cell phone, so I didn't get a call, I didn't do it on purpose, I was wrong, I won't do it again next time, don't be mad at me. "

She uttered one after another, in a hurry and incoherent, for fear that Muzhenxi would not have the patience to listen to her and not understand her intentions. When have you seen Dr. Xiao like this? Ten years ago, ten years later, I haven't seen it.

Muzhenxi first wanted to laugh when she heard it, but tried her best to hold it back. After laughing, she felt a warm current poured into her heart. Much more moisturizing.

The corners of his eyes twitched into a smile involuntarily.

Xiao Jin listened nervously to the voice over there, feeling uneasy, going up and down, Muxianxi didn't make a sound, but he didn't hang up.

After a few seconds, a gruff voice came from the receiver: "I just fell asleep, what's wrong?" Tired, sleepy, with a lazy nasal voice characteristic of deep sleepiness.

Xiao Jin was stunned: "Are you asleep?"

Mu Zhenxi held back a smile, closed his eyes, buried his face even more into the pillow, and his voice became more and more dull: "Yes, I was woken up by the phone."

Xiao Jin's conditioned reflex: "I'm sorry."

Muzhenxi said, "I'll hang up if I have nothing to do?"

"Yeah." Xiao Jin subconsciously uttered a word, and then immediately said, "I have something to do."

A fire in the wooden pillow creek disappeared before it had time to rush to Tianling Gai, and asked lazily, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Jin: "You...you called me just now, did you have anything to say to me?"

Yes, but not anymore. Wooden Pillow Creek thought.

So she teased her badly: "I forgot."

Xiao Jin stammered for a while: "Then, can you think about it again?"

Wooden Pillow Creek almost laughed.

Xiao Jin vaguely caught a hint of laughter, which slipped past his ear and disappeared, almost like a hallucination. She wanted to hear Wooden Pillow Stream laugh too much, so her ears had hallucinations.

Wooden Pillow Stream took Qiao and said, "No."

Xiao Jin: "That...that...that..."

She didn't write anything for a long time after "that", so cute that Wooden Pillow Stream was almost unable to resist. Mu Zhenxi quickly squeezed his eyebrows to calm himself, and pretended to be impatient and said, "I'm fine, if I'm fine, I'll continue to sleep."

Xiao Jin still didn't speak.

Muzhenxi took down the mobile phone that was attached to his ear, and was still talking for a while, inexplicable.

"Go to sleep." After a long while, Xiao Jin said, "Good night."

Wooden Pillow Creek: "…"

She was a little resentful, so she simply agreed with Xiao Jin: "Good night." The words "good night" were clearly pronounced, which was completely different from the voice just now.

Xiao Jin's mind flashed, and he quickly said, "Wait!"

Wooden Pillow Creek moved his hand away from the hang-up button and asked, "What else?"

Xiao Jin rolled his eyes, changed his tone of weakness, and said pitifully, "Are you awake? It's still early, can you talk to me for a while?"

Wooden Pillow Creek: "…"

Here again, are you sure that you will eat this set, so you won't be fooled?

The words of refusal came to her lips, and the wooden pillow creek changed a completely different rhetoric: "Yes, but I'm adjusting my schedule recently, and I'm going to sleep soon." She looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table, "Ten minutes. "

Xiao Jin laughed silently.

Obviously, her heart is too soft, and she always pretends to have a tough temper, but this is also good, and there can be less Yingying Yanyan pestering her outside.

Xiao Jin suddenly bit his lower lip again.

She remembered that at the job fair today, Muzhenxi didn't have a bad temper with others. She was soft-spoken and only cold to herself. He also gave a bottle of water to a girl who swallowed frequently, and observed it very carefully. She gave a bottle of water after being thirsty for so long today, without even twisting the bottle cap.

Wooden Pillow Creek: "Why don't you talk?"

Xiao Jin suppressed the sourness in his heart and comforted himself that he had come to Japan for a long time. Taking a step back, this was a special treatment anyway.

Xiao Jin returned to his senses and asked, "What do you usually do in the company?"

The precious ten minutes, Xiao Jin used to ask this?

Wooden pillow stream still answered her: "do chores."

Xiao Jin was at a loss: "Huh?"

Muzhenxi said, "Just do everything. If they don't know it, they will ask me. If I can't teach it, I will teach it myself." She sat up in a comfortable position, and there was a hint of confidence in her words to those close to her. Complained, "You don't know, there are those stupid people who are too big to teach."

Xiao Jin comforted her and said, "Those who are capable work hard, it means you are powerful."

Mu Zhenxi was not comforted at all, and said coldly: "Yeah, so I'm exhausted. Last time I was in the group with a girl who drew an original painting. I talked about this character's style 10,000 times during the meeting. What is the style of this character? , I also talked to her in private, just because I was afraid of making mistakes, she understood and understood. I was not satisfied with the drawing, so I called back and corrected it. I told her why it didn't work and where it needed to be corrected, and she felt it was good. The painting was perfect, and it **** me off at the time."

At that time, Muzhenxi had just led the art team. She jumped to another job and landed directly. Although she had some representative works, she had never seen it with her own eyes. Many people respected her openly, but were not very convinced in secret.

They do art very intuitively. If they draw well, they draw well, and if they draw badly, they draw badly. Ability is paramount, and the results they make are clear at a glance. Those who have grown eyes can see it.

Xiao Jin asked, "What happened later?"

Wooden Pillow Creek said, "I asked her to stand behind my workstation and watch me draw."

Xiao Jin had already guessed the result, and said with a smile, "What about later?"

Muzhenxi revealed a little smugness and said, "Later she honestly went back and changed it."

Xiao Jin applauded: "It's amazing."

Mu Zhenxi immediately pouted and said, "What a great thing, the original painting is the initial link. In order to ensure the progress of the project, she was delayed and I had to make it up for her."

Xiao Jin said, "Did you paint it yourself?"

Muzhenxi: "Otherwise? There is also the kind of sick leave. Our project team is not staffed enough. I have to be on top of it every time to help with the schedule. Do you think it's chores?" She looked down at her shoulders. Long-haired, tutted, and proudly said, "It's incredible that my hair is still so thick now." She rambled about other people, special effects, scenes, actions, etc., to Xiao Jin, and there were problems at any time during the development process. a lot of things.

Before I knew it, we had chatted for ten minutes, most of the time it was Muzhenxi talking, Xiao Jin listening, and occasionally echoing her with a smile, very similar to the way they got along before.

Wooden Pillow Creek said with a dry mouth, got up and poured water, only to see the time displayed on the alarm clock on the bedside table.

Wooden Pillow Creek: "…"

The voice that Xiao Jin was looking forward to came from the handset: "Then when will your new game be online? I want to play it."

Wooden pillow brook ignores the half hour that has passed, and pondered: "If it is short, it will be two or three years, and if it is long, I will not know."

"so long?"

Muzhenxi smiled and said, "How can it be so easy to develop a new game? I've been working on the last mobile game for a year and a half, and now this one is much more refined than that one. After two or three years, I don't know if it's more." She remembered something and pursed her lips, "Recently, the game version number is very strict, and the industry is full of turmoil. They all say that winter is coming, and I don't know what will happen in the future."

Xiao Jin didn't understand this, and was hesitating to say something.

Mu Zhenxi smiled and said: "Just take care of it now, anyway, the company has to pay me wages, so I can't starve to death."

It is also possible that this project will die in the middle, and all efforts will be in vain, and it is impossible to say.

Xiao Jin hummed softly.

Muzhenxi suddenly remembered the plan to go abroad in her mind. If Xiao Jin studied abroad before, she probably wouldn't reject living abroad. This thought only swirled in her mind for a moment, and then pressed it back again. It seemed too early to mention it now.

After the wooden pillow stream was poured, he sat back on the bed, checked the time again, and finally decided to suspend the call that had been delayed for too long.

She yawned: "I'm a little sleepy."

Wooden Pillow Creek missed a day of work today, and will not be able to work and rest normally for the next week. It is estimated that he will have to stay up for a few nights.

Xiao Jin reluctantly said, "Then go to sleep."

Wooden Pillow Creek said, "Good night."

Xiao Jin said softly, "Good night."

Mu Zhenxi was waiting for her to hang up over there, and Xiao Jin was waiting for her to hang up. After a while, she was still on the phone.

"..." Wooden pillow stream said into the microphone, "hang up."

Xiao Jin said, "Okay."

Wooden Pillow Creek pressed the hang up button.

For tomorrow's work, she didn't dare to let herself think about it, so she hypnotized herself and hurriedly fell asleep.

Xiao Jin's class on the second day was very loose. She took out the tablet from the drawer of the bedside table and searched the Internet about the restriction of the game version number. The game can't be played, and the expectations are full.

She got to know it all, and it seemed to be very serious, so she called a friend from abroad.

Xiao Jin knows a lot of people, and there are circles in circles, from all walks of life, including a doctor of social science who is immersed in academic research like her, and a Wall Street elite like Qi Yin who walks around the conference table and chats and laughs. Naturally, there are also others. A friend who makes games, and is a Chinese, in a world-renowned game company.

It's still daytime abroad, so I can't talk about disturbing one's dreams.

The other party was surprised when she received her call, and kept asking her when she would go back. She was so enthusiastic that Xiao Jin's head was as big as a fight, so she had to talk to her a few times before getting to the point.

After the chat, the other party asked teasingly, "Who are you helping to inquire about? It's all about the details."

Xiao Jin's voice was cold and he said without hesitation, "My girlfriend."

There was a sudden silence from the other side.

Xiao Jin: "Hello?"

It seemed that the other side had only reacted, and his voice suddenly rose, his voice almost screaming: "You have a girlfriend?!"

Xiao Jin smiled: "Why? Are you still going to chase me?"

The other party: "Not at all. Who doesn't know that you are hard to chase. I'm too lazy to humiliate myself." After a while, she asked again, "Do you really have a girlfriend? Isn't it a lie?"

Xiao Jin puzzled: "Why do I lie to you so much?"

After a long while, the other party said, "Damn it" and said, "I'm going to announce to everyone that you have a girlfriend, am I the first to know?" She was very excited.

Xiao Jin thought about it and said, "It should be."

Qi Yin is a trapeze person who spends half a year flying all over the world. Xiao Jin never told her about the recent situation of Wooden Pillow Stream. She has no habit of reporting to each other. Qi Yin is not an old woman like Yin Xiaoli, so she can take care of her. She was happy. It seemed that she hadn't been in contact for almost a month. The last message was to ask her if she had a headache. Xiao Jin said it was better, and Qi Yin didn't say any more.

The friend who was far overseas immediately hung up the phone, and the whole world should be shouting.

The corner of Xiao Jin's lips ticked upwards, raised her thin white fingers and touched her browbones. Anyway, Muzhenxi didn't know her foreign friends, and she didn't say Muzhenxi's name, so "grieved" Muzhenxi in advance. Just take the title of her girlfriend.

Xiao Jin continued to move his fingertips upwards and touched the slight bulge on the left forehead, his expression paused, as if he had recalled something, his face changed several times, and then his eyes showed a hint of happiness.

She used to worry that Muxianxi would ask about the scar when she saw the scar. Xiao Jin even thought of an excuse for prevarication. She said that she was accidentally bumped into the corner of the wall, bleed and scabbed and left a scar. Overlapped with the wound from the car accident, Muxianxi would not be suspicious at all, nor would he know that he had walked before the gate of **** for her.

She doesn't need to have any burden, and she can't have any burden. All the things that will make her sad, Xiao Jin will quietly bury it, and she will never know it in her life.

Wooden Pillow Creek only needs to love her and be loved by her. Even if you don't love her, love yourself.

This is Xiao Jin's only wish.

***

Early the next morning, Muzhenxi walked to the open-air cafe. She deliberately went out half an hour earlier than usual, but Xiao Jin came earlier.

The weather is getting warmer and the temperature is rising today. Xiao Jin sat outside in a very conspicuous position. Her dress is brighter. She wears a light pink sweater and a long white dress, no scarf. Also included a candy-colored hairpin with glitter.

Wooden Pillow Stream: "!!"

Whose high school student was disobedient and ran out of puppy love.

Before Wooden Pillow Stream came to her, Xiao Jin stood up first, staring at her with bright eyes.

After a distance of three steps, she said hello: "Good morning."

Wooden Pillow Creek said, "Good morning." The corners of his mouth naturally rose up.

She sat down in the seat opposite Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin said, "I haven't ordered yet, I'm waiting for you." This attitude seemed too rude, Xiao Jin paused, stretched out a hand, and politely re-invited, "This beautiful lady , is it an honor to have breakfast with you?"

Wooden Pillow Creek had already sat down. In order to cooperate with her, he had to stand up again, pretending that he was wearing a long skirt now, holding the corner of the skirt to give a salute, put his fingers in her palm, and said with a smile, "My honor."

Xiao Jin held her arm, let her take a seat, released his hand, and sat down himself.

Mu Zhenxi stared at her for two seconds, leaned forward slightly, and said in a low voice, "When you invited me just now, someone walked past, looking at the two of us is like looking at the mentally retarded."

Xiao Jin waved his hand and said proudly, disdainfully, "Single dog, jealous of us."

Wooden Pillow Stream: "Hahahaha."

After laughing, I realized that they are both single dogs now, aren't they? Xiao Jin took advantage of her again, and was immediately embarrassed and annoyed.

Xiao Jin, who had succeeded in taking advantage, smiled brightly and handed over the menu on the table: "Order."

Wooden Pillow Creek ordered a latte and sponge bread, Xiao Jin shook his head, looked up at her, and sincerely suggested, "Drinking coffee in the morning is not good for your health, why don't you replace it with milk?"

Wooden Pillow Stream is everything: "Hmm."

Xiao Jin said, "Do you usually drink a lot of coffee when you work overtime?"

This time, Wooden Pillow Creek nodded and asked what the heaviest smell in the office that lasted every day was not perfume, nor flowers, but coffee.

Xiao Jin said: "Then let's milk, nourish the stomach, stomach problems are very serious, by the way, do you have stomach problems?"

Muzhenxi said: "It's okay, it's not serious." She does often forget to eat when she is busy, but fortunately, her body is strong enough. Now, apart from common occupational diseases such as tenosynovitis, she has not caused any major problems.

Xiao Jin completely rejected her coffee and replaced it with milk on the order bar: "That's even more nourishing for the stomach."

Muzhenxi couldn't help but say, "Then you still drink often abroad?" Still drunk.

Xiao Jin calmly said: "Isn't it all a matter of the past, I now drink milk every night before going to bed." She asked, "Do you drink it?"

Muzhenxi didn't know why she was distracted by drinking milk at night, but she still shook her head obediently.

Xiao Jin instructed: "You can cultivate the habit of drinking milk. It's good for your skin. If your skin starts to go downhill, you need to pay more attention to maintenance."

Wooden Pillow Creek nodded confusedly.

It is well maintained.

Xiao Jin ordered two breakfasts, both with milk, as well as baked oatmeal and bread pudding. Xiao Jin had a small appetite and cut the food on the two plates with a knife in advance. She ate one-third of each and the rest. All to the wooden pillow creek.

Wooden Pillow Creek: "…"

When eating the breakfast that belonged to Xiao Jin, the corners of his lips had an imperceptible curvature.

After the two finished their breakfast, they walked to the crossroads, still going to the company from Muxianxi and Xiao Jin to the subway station. When saying goodbye, Xiao Jin put down the **** the side of the bag and said, "Wait a minute, I have something for you."

In the few seconds before she took it out, Wooden Pillow Creek went crazy.

It's not a flower, is it? The flowers should be crushed in the bag, and the appearance is not good. It may also be flowers, not a big bunch, but a few. Xiao Jin's bag is quite large, and if it is carefully packed, it will not be damaged.

If sending flowers, why not send them in coffee shops? Are you afraid of being too conspicuous? Now it's quite eye-catching to deliver on the street, right? I'm sure I'm going to work, so I won't reject her before I leave?

If flowers? Are you taking it yourself? Or not?

Would you like to take it back next time?

If Xiao Jin asked her why she gave her flowers, she would say that it was a gift in return. It looked better in one hand, so she didn't pay for it alone.

Muzhenxi had another whimsy, a thought flashed across his mind, and he bit his lower lip immediately.

Shouldn't it be a ring?

No, no, no, it can't be that fast.

What if it was a ring?

Wooden Pillow Creek's hands trembled a little.

Rings are...never accepted.

She didn't dare to go back.

"this is for you."

It was as if a sound came from outside the sky, as if it was indistinguishable through the glass barrier. Mu Zhenxi's eyes first fell on Xiao Jin's face, and then she could tell that the sentence was what she just said.

She suddenly recovered from her imagination, looked down, and saw the... book in Xiao Jin's hand.

Book?

It turned out to be a book?

Xiao Jin gave her a book.

Wooden Pillow Creek: "…"

Muzhenxi took the book. It was brand new. She glanced at the cover. It was Shen Congwen's "Xiangxingshu Jian". It was very famous and she had read it.

Xiao Jin fixed her eyes on her, tilted her head, and expressed her doubts: "You look... a little disappointed?"

Mu Zhenxi held the book in his arms and said with a smile, "No."

Xiao Jin glanced at her, pursed her lips, and said softly, "Remember to look at the bookmarks inside."

Wooden Pillow Creek responded gently: "Okay."

When she got to the office, Muxianxi couldn't wait to rummage through the book. After finding it, she pressed the page with her fingers and pinched a thin bookmark with her other hand. She turned to the back, and there was a line of words.

The graceful and handsome running script of the woman: [I want to be close to you so that I won't be sad. 】

The signature is Xiao Jin.

This is an excerpt. Wooden Pillow Creek found the original words on the page pressed by his fingers: "The wind is so strong that my hands and feet are completely cold, but my heart is very warm. But I don't understand why, my heart is always soft. Very. I want to be close to you so that I won't be sad."

The water in the wooden pillow creek's eyes fluctuated softly.

"Good morning, boss." Sister Corgi arrived a step later than Wooden Pillow Stream, and habitually greeted her in the direction of her workstation, and then walked to her seat.

She stopped abruptly, rubbed her eyes, and looked at the man who was in a trance with a smirk. What was he doing? Did you wind up?

The corgi girl's eyes rolled strangely, suddenly raised her hand and knocked on the glass.

The voice suddenly exploded in the ear, and the wooden pillow stream came back to his senses, frowning in displeasure: "What are you doing?"

Corgi girl: "..."

It's over, it's over, it's so gentle, even her tone is so gentle, it's evil, or it's an aphrodisiac.

Sister Corgi had already thought of an excuse: "I'm going to make a cup of coffee, do you want it, boss?"

She just inquired routinely, and nodded every time Wooden Pillow Creek, but this time she made a mistake. Sister Corgi crossed the partition to grab the cup next to her computer, but was suddenly stopped by Wooden Pillow Creek.

Wooden pillow stream said lightly: "No, I want to drink milk."

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Xiao Jin: What milk to drink, drink my milk