Take It Easy

Your little friend who likes to eat pork ribs came to Taiwan to look for you, and he is at the post right now.

As soon as Mu Qinglin left, only Zhou Yi's light and shallow breathing was left in the room.

She sat on the edge of the bed for a long time without moving.

Later, when the coolness of the deep winter night spread from her ankles to her knees, she slowly crawled into bed to sleep.

The Red Gate Lane has long been bustling, with deafening music mixed with loud voices coming in through the window, which disturbed Zhou Yi so that he couldn't sleep well.

The scene of Lu Chang dying with regret seemed to be engraved in her mind. No matter what she dreams about, she can always see Lu Chang staring at her with those eyes and saying: "Zhou Yi, why don't you let me stay? I can find my sister right away, why do you let me go?! "

Zhou Yi woke up with a start, her heart beating wildly against her chest, the extreme darkness in front of her eyes wrapped the fears that clung to her in the dream, the air became a palpable entity, pressing tightly against her body through the quilt.

Zhou Yi couldn't breathe, his limbs were sore and numb, and there was a sense of coolness.

She got used to lying flat for a while, then turned sideways and took out her phone from under the pillow and turned it on.

At two o'clock, it was still early before dawn in Hongmen Lane, but she didn't feel sleepy anymore.

Zhou Yi sat up and opened half of the curtains in the dark.

The bright moonlight shines in through the glass windows, making the heavy air gradually become light and invisible.

In that moonlight, there may still be bright lights of Provincial Taiwan.

Zhou Yi was surprised. She had been in Hongmen Lane for two years, but she hadn't noticed that from this window, she could almost see who was dozing off and who was busy under the lights.

Mu Qinglin should have already left work.

Zhou Yi thought of her for no reason, fixed his light eyes on one of the glass walls, hung down, picked up his phone and clicked on Mu Qinglin's Weibo.

There are only 31 entries, and the last update was in summer.

No wonder there are so few fans.

Zhou Yi clicked Follow while complaining in his heart.

Within a few seconds, the mobile phone hovered to remind her that she had received Mu Qinglin's WeChat message: 【? 】

Zhou Yi's hand trembled, and the mobile phone on her lap slid down her calf and hit her toes. The pain made her gasp, and she quickly retrieved the mobile phone and replied to Mu Qinglin: [What are you doing? 】

Mu Qinglin: [Shouldn't I ask you this? 】

[You don't go to bed at two o'clock, why did you go to my Weibo? 】

Zhou Yi licked her lips, and poked on the keyboard with only one finger: 【You didn't sleep too, you have the face to criticize me? 】

Mu Qinglin: [I really want to sleep, but unfortunately I'm still at work and can't leave...]

In the unit? !

Zhou Yi raised his head quickly, and looked up from the second floor to the first floor, and actually found Mu Qinglin's familiar figure on the fourth floor.

She was leaning against the table, facing Hongmen Lane, holding her mobile phone in one hand, and pressing the other hand behind her neck, with her head slightly lowered, probably waiting for her WeChat.

After waiting for a while with no results, Mu Qinglin turned sideways to get the paper cup drink on the table.

Zhou Yi's eyes are only big, without the function of a telescope, so he couldn't see what it was, so Mu Qinglin picked it up and looked in, then crushed it and threw it into the trash can at his feet.

I'm done drinking.

Zhou Yi withdrew his gaze and lowered his head: 【What are you drinking? 】

Mu Qinglin: [Can you see me? ? 】

There are two question marks in a row, which shows the surprise.

Zhou Yi unconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth: [Both eyesight is 5.3, let's say envy or not...]

Mu Qinglin: [/Society/Society]

A colleague came over to call Mu Qinglin, she turned her head to answer, and hastily replied Zhou Yi: [Go to sleep, I'm working...]

"..." Zhou Yi curled up his finger that was about to click on the "twisted buttocks" expression, and typed instead: [Oh]

No one cares about her anymore.

It was not yet ten past two.

Zhou Yi flicked the phone to the side, let it fall to make room for her knees, and then bent her shoulders on her knees, counting the heads of people in the provincial office building who could still walk upright.

Counting to the sixth round, the number of people had dropped to one-sixth, and she still didn't feel sleepy at all.

Zhou Yi sighed, put on his clothes, and sneaked downstairs.

Red Gate Lane in the middle of the night lacks the vulgarity that collides with the constant reality, and also lacks the fun packaging of flying dogs and jumping dogs. Suddenly, a gust of wind blows over, and the garbage and paper scraps left after the bustle are swirling on the stone street, which is gloomy. It's haunted.

Zhou Yi stood at the door of Buddha Demon for a while, turned on the light on her mobile phone, jingled her little gourd and walked out of Hongmen Lane.

The wind outside continued.

Zhou Yi put on his hat, and walked towards the open space in front of the provincial stage, like counting bricks.

There were street lights all around, Zhou Yi had no place to hide, and lowered his head, biting the zipper of his down jacket, trying to hide his face in it.

However, Lao Cai is on duty tonight, but his old eyes are bright. When he sees a sneaky figure, he immediately becomes vigilant and stares at Zhou Yi.

Recognizing who she was after a while, opened half of the window, leaned out and shouted at her: "Who is that, it's me, it's so late, what are you doing here?"

Zhou Yi failed to hide, and walked to the guard box resignedly, and said to Lao Cai, "You are on duty tonight."

Lao Cai narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Yes, if it were someone else, you might have been arrested as a criminal by now."

"Ah..." Who wore a big white down jacket and came to someone's door to act as a criminal? Even if I was, I wouldn't pick it here - Weibo's traffic is so large that it can't drive a live broadcast on the provincial station, it's down.

"You haven't said what you're doing here in the middle of the night." Lao Cai interrogated methodically.

How did Zhou Yi know, she just couldn't fall asleep, and then, um, came here as soon as she went out.

"Come in first..." Lao Cai said, "Turn on the air conditioner to warm you up, and see if your nose is frozen."

"Really?" Zhou Yi took a deep breath.

Lao Cai laughed happily, "Fake, come in quickly."

Zhou Yi, "Oh..."

Zhou Yi wandered around to the other side and entered the door, holding the hot water that Lao Cai gave her and asked, "Is this every day in your unit?"

"What kind?" Lao Cai didn't understand.

Zhou Yi couldn't bear the warmth on the cup, so he only pointed a finger in the direction of the office building and said, "The lights are on all night."

Lao Cai, "That's for sure. The current TV is not like before. It will stop at some point. If you dare to open a skylight, everyone will be punished."

Zhou Yi was a little shocked, "Then, when recruiting in your unit, do you have to ask if you can work 24 hours?"

"Hahaha..." Lao Cai laughed and slapped his thighs continuously. "After 12 o'clock, it will be rebroadcast or recorded. Just leave a few emergency personnel on duty. Working 24 hours a day, are you using people as human beings?"

"Oh..." Zhou thoughtfully bit his cup and took a sip of the hot water, then glanced towards the office building from the corner of his eye.

He was caught by Lao Cai at a glance, and he asked Zhou Yi as if he had realized it, "Did you come to find Xiaomu?"

Zhou Yi took a sip of water and burned his tongue, "No, I just can't fall asleep, so I just came out and wandered around."

"It turns quite far."

"Not far, I live behind you, only one building apart."

"It's no wonder that you can turn to us if you just turn around..." Lao Cai's tone suddenly became meaningful, "It turns out that he has been eyeing it for a long time."

Zhou Yi was speechless, and frustratedly made another excuse, "It's mainly because you are bright here."

Lao Cai, "That's true."

Lao Cai put on the reading glasses hanging in front of him, and clicked on his mobile phone from a long distance away.

After a while, Zhou Yi heard a "咻" at the tip of his ear, and Lao Cai sent a WeChat message.

"There are still people sending you messages at this point, so the business is quite busy." Zhou Yi said enviously.

Lao Cai didn't look up, but looked out from above the reading glasses, "It's not busy, isn't this just looking for someone for you?"

Zhou Yi was stunned, "Who are you looking for?"

Lao Cai turned the phone over to show Zhou Yi.

On the interface is the wechat chat between him and Mu Qinglin.

After Zhou Yi read the first sentence, he couldn't bear to read the second sentence.

Lao Cai: [Xiao Mu, are you busy now? 】

Mu Qinglin: [somewhat]

【You have something to say】

Lao Cai: 【Your little friend who loves ribs came to Taiwan to look for you. She is at the post right now. You can take her away when you have time, okay? 】

Mu Qinglin: […]

[Tell her to stay still, I'll be there in ten minutes...]

Lao Cai: [Okay. 】

Zhou Yi blushed, "Old Cai, I'm really just passing by, you're making it difficult for me."

Lao Cai put the phone back, and added some hot water to Zhou Yi, "What's the matter, Xiao Muren is fine, I won't leave you here alone."

It doesn't seem to be on a channel.

Zhou Yi wondered if he should send Mu Qinglin a WeChat message to explain the situation himself.

Half of the words were deleted.

Because Lao Cai glanced at her mobile phone when he was going to boil water, saw her long speech, and said very experiencedly: "An explanation is a cover-up, and what is covered up is the fact."

Zhou Yi slumped, and put the phone back in his pocket in a dejected manner.

After a time that seemed longer than a century, Mu Qinglin finally appeared on the other side of the glass window.

When Lao Cai heard the knocking sound, he immediately got up and opened the window, "It's over, you little friend is almost restless waiting."

Zhou Yi, "??" She didn't bring such a false report of military information, she obviously didn't even move it!

Mu Qinglin said "hmm", and turned to Zhou Yi, "Come out..."

Zhou Yi glanced at her, put down his cup, stood up and said, "Thank you, Lao Cai."

Lao Cai, "You are welcome, I will come here often in the future."

joke.

Even if she was killed, she would not come.

Zhou Yi turned around and walked towards the door, and heard Mu Qinglin talking to Lao Cai by the window, "There should be no one behind, so hurry up and rest for a while."

Lao Cai, "Oh, good. You kid can handle it by yourself. No one will check it in the middle of the night. If it doesn't work, just take it with you. It seems that you have something on your mind."

Lao Cai whispered the last sentence, thinking that Zhou Yi couldn't hear it, but in fact, she even counted the seconds of pause before Mu Qinglin answered.

"Okay, I see." Mu Qinglin said.

Zhou Yi held the doorknob, hoping that when she opened it, she would already be on the other side of the earth.

Fake…

She turned her head and saw Mu Qinglin.

She was wearing a white knitted base layer, one of the buttons was not buttoned, and the sleeves were still rolled up? ?

Zhou Yi couldn't help shivering, and said dryly, "I didn't look for you, because Lao Cai misunderstood you."

"Hmm..." Mu Qinglin took a step forward, getting out of the way of the light cast diagonally from behind.

"On the way here, I wondered if you realized that I said you were selfish and cowardly, and you came here to take revenge." Mu Qinglin said in a relaxed and comfortable tone.

Zhou Yi put his hands in his pockets and pulled the lining with his fingers, "No, I just can't sleep, so I just came out for a stroll."

"Why can't you sleep?" Mu Qinglin asked.

Zhou Yi, "Where is the reason for insomnia?"

"One of the medicines you took recently can regulate sleep."

"..." Zhou Yi pursed his lips, completely silent.

Mu Qinglin actually knew the reason very well, she just wanted Zhou Yi to admit it.

If you keep holding back your worries and don't relieve them, you will accumulate problems.

But Zhou Yi seems to be hard to come up with.

Mu Qinglin had no choice but to ask, "Are you scared?"

Zhou Yi raised his lowered eyes, but still didn't say a word.

Now as long as she thinks of the scene of crying on Mu Qinglin's body yesterday, every cell in her body will bump her head awkwardly.

Mu Qinglin didn't think too much, and changed the sentence, "Still feeling uncomfortable?"

Zhou Yi's hands in his pockets pressed down, his two fists met in front of him through his clothes, and he said in a muffled voice, "You have all of them..."

"It's human nature..." Mu Qinglin said, "There's no need to pretend nothing is wrong in front of Tang Yuanzhou, the more you behave like this, the more worried he will be."

"He has too much to worry about."

"It's not bad for you."

"..." Zhou Yi finally raised his head, with a disgusted expression on his face, "Mu Qinglin, have you never comforted others?"

Mu Qinglin, "I comforted you..."

"Then why are you still alive?"

"Go back to sleep when you're free, I still have a lot of work waiting."

"Hello!" Zhou Yi thought that Mu Qinglin was going to leave, and subconsciously called her, but realized that she was just feeling cold, and her tongue immediately became dull in the shelter, "I can't sleep."

This kind of thing can't be done to anyone, and you can't put your head down when you sleep.

Mu Qinglin thought for a while and asked her, "I'll stay up all night tonight, do you want to go up and stay for a while?"

Zhou Yi, "You told my brother during the day that the investigation is strict and you can't get in."

"No one cares in the middle of the night."

"Oh…"

"Then let's go..." Zhou Yi said.

Promise means weakness.

It seems to be really uncomfortable.

Mu Qinglin couldn't help but look at Zhou Yi a few more times.

His facial features are sharp and angular. Among his peers, he would most likely be regarded as an undisciplined little **** who loves to bully his classmates. Now that he droops his eyes and purses his lips, he has the childishness of a teenager.

It's really the kid that Lao Cai said.

"Look up..." Mu Qinglin said.

Zhou Yi, "Huh?"

Mu Qinglin didn't look at Zhou Yi, her eyelids drooped slightly, she raised one hand to pinch the zipper of her down jacket and pulled it up.

Zhou Yi's down jacket has a very high collar, and Mu Qinglin was afraid of pinching her flesh when she pulled it up, so she lightly pressed her chin with her fingers and said, "Raise it up..."

Zhou Yi raised his head silently, and saw the twinkling stars in the dark blue night sky.

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