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"Can you kiss me?"

Mu Zhenxi tucked her quilt for a while, her fingers tightened, Xiao Jin was less than an arm's distance away from her, so close that she could see her reflection in her dark pupils, her eyes were very dark , looking at her with bright eyes, full of anticipation.

Wooden pillow stream's eyes fell on her pale lips, and the breathing sound was heavier than before.

Xiao Jin raised the corners of his lips and closed his eyes consciously.

It was quiet in the ward.

Xiao Jin didn't wait for the expected kiss. She opened her eyes in confusion. Muzhenxi was no longer by the bed. She raised the electric kettle in her hand as if nothing had happened, and said, "I'm going to boil some water. I'm thirsty."

Xiao Jin: "…"

What does kissing have to do with drinking water? Could it be that she is afraid that she will not be able to control herself and will have no water to drink when she is thirsty? Xiao Jin, who lacked practice, rehearsed the descriptions in some novels in his mind, slid his throat, and swallowed.

She is thirsty now.

And her head, what if the kiss is deprived of oxygen?

Or wait it out later.

Come to Japan for a long time.

Xiao Jin convinced himself.

Mu Zhenxi was still thinking about what would happen if Xiao Jin lost his temper again, but he saw the other side bending his eyes and laughing.

Wooden Pillow Creek is inexplicable.

Xiao Jin put his right hand under the quilt, and said lightly, "I'm going to bed, good night." Then he quickly closed his eyes, like an obedient child in front of adults.

She was not like this before. She was very strong in front of herself, often making her blushing and unable to resist. Now it may be that she is too mature, which makes her show a childish side.

Mu Zhenxi's eyes softened unconsciously, and said gently, "Okay, good night."

Xiao Jin thought of something, opened his eyes again, and said excitedly, "See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Wooden pillow stream couldn't help laughing.

"I..." She seemed to want to say something, and after looking at her seriously, a hint of embarrassment flashed on her face, her right hand tucked in the quilt clenched her fist lightly, and closed her eyes hard.

Xiao Jin fell asleep quickly, and the wooden pillow stream did not boil any more water. Afraid of disturbing her, she went to another bed to sleep after a simple wash.

She folded her hands behind her head, staring at the white ceiling above her head in a daze, and she gradually became sleepy after a long time.

***

The next day, Muzhenxi sat in front of the hospital bed and cut apples for Xiao Jin. Xiao Jin stared at her hand, which was meaningful. When Muzhenxi saw her, she smiled and rolled her eyes. Muzhenxi always felt that she was thinking of something strange, so she lowered her hands and blocked Xiao Jin's vision with her knees.

Xiao Jin pouted.

Wooden pillow creek tilted his head, the corners of his lips raised silently.

The morning light that came in through the window was projected from behind, illuminating half of her cheeks like jade.

When Dr. Wang came in for the ward round, he saw this scene in front of him, which was indescribably harmonious and beautiful.

He deliberately stood at the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door. Wooden pillow creek looked up, quickly put the half-shaved apple on a plate, stood up, and for some reason his ears were hot, and said, "Hello, Dr. Wang."

Dr. Wang smiled and said, "How are you?"

Wooden Pillow Creek made way for him.

Dr. Wang inquired as usual, inserted the pen into his chest pocket, then bent over to take a closer look at the wound on Xiao Jin's head, and said, "It healed well, and the stitches can be removed and discharged tomorrow."

Xiao Jin asked, "How long can I wash my hair?" She lay in the hospital for a few days, and her hair was getting oily.

Dr. Wang said, "Three days after the sutures are removed."

When Dr. Wang went out, Muzhenxi followed him out. The two were a few meters away from the door of the ward. Muzhenxi had a solemn expression on his face: "When will her memory be restored?"

Dr. Wang's expression followed Shen Su's expression, and he pushed his glasses, and said, "It's hard to say, it could be a day, a month, or a year." The human brain is so sophisticated and complex that doctors can't guarantee it.

Mu Zhenxi looked at Dr. Wang's eyes with sharp eyes: "Is it possible that it will never recover in a lifetime?"

Dr. Wang said conservatively: "It's possible."

Xiao Jin waited in the ward for a long time before returning from Muxianxi. Seeing that she was carrying a beautiful shopping bag, she forgot the long-awaited anger, and her eyes brightened: "What did you buy?"

Wooden Pillow Creek smiled, and took out a hat from the bag as if she was offering a treasure. She originally wanted to play music "dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang", but she was embarrassed.

Wooden Pillow Creek said: "You shaved a piece of hair when you put a stitch on your head. It's bald and you can't see it with a hat on."

Xiao Jin smiled and said that he wanted to try.

Muzhenxi bought a soft wide-brimmed hat, which would not press the wound, so he helped her get up and tried it on, and brought her a mirror over. Xiao Jin's expression looked very satisfied, but it didn't take long for her to wear it. , took it down immediately.

Wooden Pillow Creek looked at her suspiciously.

Xiao Jin said dejectedly, "My hair will stain my hat."

Wooden Pillow Creek laughed: "No, don't you have to wear it when you leave the hospital?" If it gets dirty early, it will get dirty later.

Discharged? Xiao Jin suddenly asked, "Where is our home?"

Wooden Pillow Creek's smile faded.

With the decision she made last night, a more serious problem was placed in front of her. Where will Xiao Jin live after being discharged from the hospital?

Two different thoughts were wrestling in her mind again. Muzhenxi brought her charged mobile phone and asked her, seemingly unintentionally, "Why did you wake up for so long without even looking at your phone."

Xiao Jin blinked and took it over: "Why do you want to look at your phone? Do you look good with your phone?" She was stunned again at the full touch screen without a keyboard, "How do I open this?"

Ten years ago, people were not so reliant on mobile phones, and the bow-headed family was not so popular. In my impression, Xiao Jin's mobile phone seemed to be useless except to occasionally answer calls from parents and friends? At that time, Xiao Jin wanted to buy one for her because she didn't have a mobile phone and it was inconvenient to contact her, but she refused.

Wooden Pillow Creek pressed her finger on the HOME button and automatically unlocked the screen.

Xiao Jin looked surprised when Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden.

Mu Zhenxi looked a little funny, but quickly regained his smile and asked Xiao Jin seriously: "Can you contact your parents? Do you remember their phone numbers? There is no contact information here."

Xiao Jin refused without hesitation: "No."

Wooden pillow creek said sharply: "Why?"

Xiao Jin thought for a while, lowered her brows, and said displeasedly: "I don't know, anyway, I don't want it." She looked for Muzhenxi's name in the address book for the first time, but couldn't find it, raised her eyes and asked, "I'll make a note of you. What has it become?"

Muzhenxi was silent for two seconds, then lied, and said, "I didn't save it, you just remembered it directly in your heart."

"But I don't remember now," Xiao Jin handed her the phone, "enter your number, I'm afraid I won't be able to find you." Bu Forgot to accuse, "You didn't even tell me when you just went out. ."

Muzhenxi sighed in his heart, entered his number on the dial pad, dialed it, and saved the number. Xiao Jin looked at her mobile phone with the screen on, a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.

Didn't Wooden Pillow Stream save her number? Even so, no need to make a phone call, right?

When making a note, Muzhenxi hesitated for a while, wrote his full name, Xiao Jin took a look, deleted and re-edited: Girlfriend.

Wooden Pillow Creek: "…"

Forget it, let her go.

After saving the number, Muzhenxi patiently introduced to her the programs commonly used on mobile phones: "This green one is WeChat, the chat software most people use now, and the blue one is Alipay, which is used for electronic payment, oh, it means electronic payment. that is…"

Xiao Jin's memory has been out of touch for too long. The development has changed rapidly over the years. It took a lot of time just to introduce her. At first, Xiao Jin held the mobile phone by himself, but later he didn't even want to take the mobile phone, and put the mobile phone in the other's hand Not to mention, people also want to drill into her arms.

Wooden Pillow Stream had nowhere to go, Huo Ran got up and said, "I'll go get a drink."

Xiao Jin laughed, thinking she was embarrassed, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that was not the case. The smile on her face gradually faded, and she played with her mobile phone, which was unfamiliar to her.

The operation is still very simple. Xiao Jin first clicked on WeChat and looked at the friends inside. There were not many friends, and the names were very unfamiliar. She habitually went to Muxianxi first, instead of flipping through the address book, the most recent contacts were on top.

Xibao.

Xiao Jin put the title on the tip of his tongue and recited it several times silently, smacking out the sweetness. Looking at the wooden pillow stream with her back to her drinking water, there was a slight smile in her eyes, and she opened the chat record with the other party with her finger.

The latest one is from Wooden Pillow Creek.

【I have arrived】

Scrolling up, the tone of the two chatting was inexplicable alienation, like strangers.

The earliest system message: [On July 2, 2017, you have successfully added Tang Sanzang, you can chat now]

Who sent the brocade book: [Hello]

Tang Sanzang: [Hello]

Xiao Jin's heart skipped a beat, and there was an ominous premonition.

How is this going?

"Wooden Pillow Stream." Her voice carried a trembling that she hadn't noticed.

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

Xiao Jin raised his phone and pointed to the chat interface: "Is this you?"

Mu Zhenxi squinted to recognize it, Fang nodded gently: "It's me."

Her fingertips behind her back slightly pinched the pulp of her fingertips, her face shrouded in darkness, and the warmth between her brows and eyes was slowly replaced by another cold emotion. If Xiao Jin finds out, he will tell her the truth.

Xiao Jin shivered for no reason, opened his mouth, swallowed the unspoken question, tried to smile a little, and asked calmly, "Why are you called Tang Sanzang?"

Wooden Pillow Creek loosened his fingertips and explained solemnly, "Because Tang Sanzang was sitting in a wooden barrel and floated down the stream. Wooden, Pillow, Creek, very similar to my name."

Xiao Jin was stunned for a moment before reacting: "Hahaha."

Wooden Pillow Creek narrowed his eyes shallowly.

Tacitly didn't mention it again.

Xiao Jin has very few WeChat friends. She changed her previous casualness and checked it from beginning to end. When she turned to a friend named XX real estate agent, she pointed her finger. The chat records between her and the other party are very detailed. Monthly rented a house from an agency with a detailed address, which should be her current residence.

While she can't quite figure out what's going on,...

Xiao Jin glanced at Wooden Pillow Stream, who was already sitting on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone, and opened the avatar of the agent with a serious face. In the upper right corner—delete contact.