Stay Safe - Chapter 87

Forest City University.

Faculty Office of the Faculty of Arts.

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Xiao Jin’s well-held pen suddenly slipped out of his fingers and fell to the ground.

Xiao Jin bent over to pick it up, paused when his fingertips touched the pen, took a breath, and picked it up again.

I don’t know why I always feel a little uneasy today, as if something bad happened.

Today, when most of the writing work can be replaced by computers, Xiao Jin maintains some of the inherent habits, and often writes by hand, so as to avoid handwriting. This is the third time she has been unable to hold her pen and landed on the ground.

“Mr. Xiao.” The colleague across from her said with a smile, “You’re going to be a disaster for you.”

Xiao Jin also smiled and said, “If it’s broken, I’ll ask you for it.”

The colleague rubbed his chin against the pen holder: “Take it as you like. Now I don’t use a pen except for various signatures. One refill can last for almost a year.”

Xiao Jin was disrespectful: “Okay, okay.”

Her eyes landed on the little cactus beside the computer table, which came from the wooden pillow creek’s house. A variety of potted plants are placed on the balcony of Wooden Pillow Creek, which is pleasing to the eye. I don’t know when she developed her hobbies, and she never cared about these flowers and plants before.

Xiao Jin squinted her eyes slightly, and Muzhenxi didn’t seem to care at all. She used to look at the door when she passed by these stores, and there were also cacti that were easy to feed in the dilapidated building where she lived.

Xiao Jin now has a very strange feeling that the boundaries between the past and the present are no longer clear. From these clues, she can see the traces of time on Jiayu Muxianxi.

Xiao Jin raised his hand and gently covered the cactus, carefully avoiding the thorns on it.

The colleague inadvertently raised his eyes and saw Xiao Jin’s delicate and flawless face, a smirk that did not match her at all.

The colleague trembled vaguely, but Teacher Xiao was still in love.

Xiao Jin didn’t have class in the morning. When it was time for dinner, she declined the invitation of her colleagues to have dinner together.

Xiao Jin knew that she was more clingy than before, but she expected that she would maintain such a state for a long time, and it was rare to be able to endure a morning without disturbing Muzhenxi.

Listening to the waiting tone on the phone, Xiao Jin’s smile was already on his face.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated and vibrated, and the wooden pillow stream looked around, dragged his legs that were filled with lead, and stood under a random tree, took out his mobile phone, and saw the unexpected name above.

Xiao Jin.

She stared blankly at these two words.

Until the phone screen jumps back to the main interface.

“Sorry, the call you dialed has not been answered for the time being, please call again later…” The cold mechanical voice only made Xiao Jin’s smile fade a little, Muzhenxi might not be able to receive her call when she was working, this was not the first times.

A message pops up in the notification bar at the top.

Xiao Jin: [Have you gotten off work yet? 】

Muzhenxi can almost imagine what Xiao Jin looks like now, pulling a little beautiful brow, staring at the phone without blinking, for fear of missing any news from her, after all, Muzhenxi can only talk to her during the noon time during the day say.

Wooden Pillow Creek stared at the message lying quietly in the center of the screen, and did not respond for a long time.

Xiao Jin sent another message: [Tell me after get off work, I’ll go to dinner first]

Muzhenxi closed his eyes, his eyes rolled under the hot and humid eyelids, he exhaled gently, and replied in his usual tone: [I’m very busy today]

As soon as Xiao Jin stepped out of the office, he received a reply and opened it excitedly, the corners of his mouth curled up secretly, but he still had to reply with empathy: [Then you go to work first, remember to have lunch]

Wooden Pillow Creek: [Hmm]

No reply after that.

After Muzhenxi and Lu Xiaoyun separated, they didn’t go back to work or go home, they just wandered aimlessly on the street. As I was walking, I suddenly burst into tears, so I had to bow my head so as not to be seen by others.

She was very sad. She found out that Xiao Jin had concealed her pain, but it was insignificant. From psychology to physiology, it was as if countless hands were holding her heart at the same time, tightening it, and it became difficult to even breathe a breath of fresh air. .

After walking a few steps, you have to stop, put your hands on everything that can be supported, take a deep breath, and the tears roll down together.

Dying feeling.

She began to cough, and she couldn’t stop coughing. It was earth-shattering, and the sweet smell of rust came up in her throat, which she tried to suppress.

I cried so badly that I felt sick to my stomach and wanted to vomit, but I had already vomited in the toilet of the tea restaurant before, and only the stomach acid returned in my stomach.

She wandered outside until the twilight, and her physical response gradually disappeared. She found a place to eat, looked in the mirror, and the redness and swelling of her eyes disappeared. Only then did she manage her hair and “get off work early” and entered. door.

Xiao Jin was in the kitchen. The water in the pot boiled. She grabbed a small handful of dried noodles and put them into the boiling water. The noodles quickly softened.

Suddenly, her ears moved slightly, as if she heard a noise. She turned the fire down a little and pulled out the spatula vigilantly. In fact, it would be better to take a kitchen knife.

Although the community is very safe, Xiao Jin reflexively raised his guard.

“Who?”

Wooden Pillow Creek: “…”

Seeing the figure standing at the entrance, Xiao Jin’s eyes lit up. He wanted to rush over, but found that he was holding a spatula in his hand, and it was too laborious to go back to the kitchen to put the spatula down. Actually froze in place.

Mu Zhenxi looked at her stunned face, which was a little dull, and strode over, bypassing the spatula in her hand, and hugging her tightly.

“Why did you come back suddenly?” Xiao Jin was stunned, then hugged her back in surprise and joy.

“I’ll be back when I miss you.” Muzhenxi whispered.

“You are so nauseous.” Xiao Jin pretended to be disgusted.

“You don’t like my numbness?” Mist burst into Muzhenxi’s eyes and blinked quickly.

Xiao Jin twisted twice in her arms, uncomfortable but frankly said, “I like it.”

Wooden pillow Brook said that she used to say too little, so now she will tell her every day.

“I’m going to cook.” Xiao Jin patted Muzhenxi’s shoulder lightly. Although she was reluctant to leave Muzhenxi’s warm embrace, she did not forget the noodles she was cooking on the stove.

Not only did Mu Zhenxi not let go, but he tightened his arms and buried his face in Xiao Jin’s neck, as if he was going to squeeze her into her blood.

Xiao Jin felt the pain, and said sharply: “What’s wrong?” Did something bad happen to Muzhenxi?

“…I was scolded by my boss.” Muzhenxi thought of a poor excuse and said sullenly. By the way, he rubbed against her neck, like a big dog asking for comfort.

Xiao Jin instinctively felt that something was wrong, but she had never experienced Muzhenxi being scolded by her boss, so she could only believe it.

“It must be the boss’s problem.” Xiao Jin thoughtlessly defended the wooden pillow stream.

Wooden Pillow Creek laughed lowly, released her arms, and said, “I have a problem myself.” She walked straight to the kitchen, “What’s for dinner?”

After seeing the simple noodles on the stove, one eyebrow raised inconceivably: “You just eat this?”

Xiao Jin shrugged.

“Anyway, you’re not at home, just eat a little.”

Muzhenxi picked up the chopsticks on the side and fished them in the pot. Under the lingering delay of the two of them, the vermicelli had completely stopped and turned into a batter. Muzhenxi poured the noodles in the pot and cooked a new pot, this time for two people.

Xiao Jin stretched out his head and looked: “Are we eating too ordinary?” The clear soup was white water.

Wooden Pillow Creek said, “then go get two eggs.”

Xiao Jin: “I have an order.”

He quickly grabbed two eggs from the refrigerator, brought a few green vegetables, and spontaneously turned on the tap to wash the vegetables. After the eggs were processed by Muzhenxi, he threw the green vegetables into the boiling water, and the green leaves were in the water. wandering in.

Xiao Jin suddenly met Muzhenxi’s gaze and frowned, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

Yes, during the ten minutes in the kitchen, Wood Pillow Creek has been watching her for nine and a half. Even if Xiao Jin likes Wooden Pillow Stream to put her mind on her all the time, it doesn’t mean that she can take advantage of such a long stare.

Especially the strange eyes of Muzhenxi, which made her feel inexplicable.

Wooden Pillow Creek said, “Can’t you see it?”

Xiao Jin said, “It can be possible, but…”

Mu Zhenxi lifted his eyelids and said lightly, “But what?”

Xiao Jin was stunned and said, “It’s nothing.”

That weird feeling is becoming more and more obvious. The momentum of the wooden pillow is two points stronger than before, showing unprecedented aggressiveness? Or is it… initiative?

Xiao Jin, who could not define her, pondered silently.

Wooden Pillow Creek turned off the fire and said, “Come here.”

Xiao Jin obediently walked over, only to remember when she walked in front of her, wasn’t this kind of tone she used to Muxianxi before? What’s going on today? Role swap?

Wooden Pillow Creek held the back of her head with one hand and turned her head slightly.

Xiao Jin closed his eyes consciously.

Taking advantage of her height, Muzhenxi lowered her eyes, and the scar on Xiao Jin’s forehead was completely exposed in her sight. She could never have imagined that there was a scar hidden behind this scar.

She looked down, from her beautiful eyebrows, her nose upright, and finally to Xiao Jin’s slightly open red lips, as if she was sending out a silent invitation.

In the end, Wooden Pillow Creek just kissed Xiao Jin’s forehead, very lightly and slowly, with his lips pressed against it, and did not move for a long time.

Xiao Jin opened his eyes, and after the wooden pillow stream left, he looked up.

Wooden Pillow Creek has staggered her gaze and said, “It’s time to eat.”

Xiao Jin blinked his eyes suspiciously, and frowned slightly.

Wooden Pillow Creek has something to hide from her.

It feels kind of bad.

Xiao Jin admitted that she didn’t know about Muxianxi, but she still inevitably felt a little bored.

She doesn’t like to eat egg yolks, including boiled eggs in boiling water. With chopsticks, they pick up the layer of egg whites wrapped in egg yolks, take them out, and put them in the bowl of Wooden Pillow Creek. Wooden Pillow Creek gives her the egg whites in her bowl.

A somewhat dull dinner. Because of the busy work of Wooden Sleeper Creek, the two basically do not eat dinner together except on Sundays. Xiao Jin’s expected relaxation and joy, no traditional facial expressions, only the occasional sound of chopsticks bumping against the edge of the bowl, and subtle chewing.

“I’m going to wash the dishes.” Wooden pillow Brook said the first and last sentence of the meal.

“Wait.” Xiao Jin stopped her.

“What’s wrong?” Wooden pillow Brook’s tone to her was as gentle as ever.

“I…” Xiao Jin didn’t know why, his flexible brain stopped, stammered, stood up from the table, and said, “With you.”

“Okay.” Wooden Pillow Creek smiled.

The smile is also very familiar, but Xiao Jin always feels empty, making her want to grab something.

The two washed the dishes together, and washed the wooden pillows in the stream. Xiao Jin hugged her from behind, scratched her hands around her waist, and touched her fair and well-proportioned forearms. In short, it was a mess.

Fortunately, there was no tickle on the waist of Wooden Pillow Creek, otherwise, she would have been laughing and chaotic after being scratched by her.

Naughty fingers pressed on her shoulders, and the slender fingertips slowly crawled and drilled into her neck. Muzhenxi couldn’t help shrinking her neck and said with a smile, “You mean to come with me?”

“Yes, you wash, I’ll watch, I’ll just stay with you here, isn’t that what you said?”

“That’s my ten, no, I said it eleven years ago.”

“What you said before doesn’t count now? I didn’t expect you to be a man who goes back on his word.” Xiao Jin insisted.

“Count.” Muzhenxi suddenly turned his head and looked into her eyes fixedly, as if he wanted to keep looking into her heart.

Xiao Jin was startled.

The two stared at each other quietly.

Wooden pillow brook said: “I will always be with you in my life, until death separates us.”

Her expression was solemn, a confession and an oath.

Xiao Jin’s heart trembled violently, his fingernails grabbed his palm for the first time, suppressing the slight tremor that swept his whole body from his heart, and raised a pretending to be relaxed smile: “Why do you say this suddenly, you are too numb today.”

Muzhenxi didn’t smile, and said, “I love you.”

A stunned expression appeared on Xiao Jin’s face, and her fingertips trembled: “You…”

This is the first time since the reunion, except when Xiao Jin asked Muzhenxi to solve the misunderstanding, it was the first time that Muzhenxi loved her so clearly. Huge joy rushed into Xiao Jin’s mind, and before she could taste the sweetness, she was replaced by worry and panic.

“Are you stimulated by something?” Xiao Jin asked nervously.

Wooden Pillow Creek said, “No. It’s just firmer than before.”

Xiao Jin asked, “Why?”

Wooden Pillow Creek wanted to hug her, but his hands were full of water, so he pecked her lips next, and said with a smile, “I don’t know why.”

Xiao Jin said, “You are inexplicable.”

Wooden Pillow Creek blinked: “Yes, inexplicably I love you so much.” It’s not like the usual Wooden Pillow Creek at all, but a little bit like Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin’s heart was about to jump out, so he quickly covered it with his hands.

Is this still her blushing wood when she speaks love face to face?

Xiao Jin swept her up and down with his eyes suspiciously, and then touched her auricle. The soft little hands kept playing tricks on her face. Wooden pillow stream looked at the ceiling and said helplessly, “Have you touched enough?”

Xiao Jin suddenly shouted: “Tell me! Where are you from? You actually took over my old…girlfriend’s body!”

Muzhenxi hooked her lips for her half-spoken “old” character, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, “I am an eminent monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty.”

Xiao Jin picked up the play and said, “Okay, you, it turns out to be Tang Sanzang. I heard that eating your meat will give you immortality. If there is a way to heaven, you don’t go, and there is no door to hell, so you break in.”

Wooden Pillow Creek said, “I didn’t intend to leave at all.”

Xiao Jin frowned: “Your play is wrong.”

Mu Zhenxi put the bowl back in place, dried his hands, and took him out of the kitchen: “This play is over, next time we’ll replace it with another one. How about Sun Wukong’s three beatings of the White Bone Spirit?”

Xiao Jin said happily: “Childhood is dead.”

Wooden Pillow Creek made a noncommittal “uh”, pulled her onto the sofa and hugged her, resting her chin on her shoulder: “Are you busy tonight?”

Muzhenxi usually works overtime, and Xiao Jin is sitting in the study. Sometimes he is really busy, and sometimes he has nothing to do.

If there is a faint heat blowing into the auricle, Xiao Jin lowered his head and fished over Muxianxi’s hand, played with her fingers, and whispered, “It’s alright, you can move it to tomorrow.”

“Yeah.” Wooden pillow Creek let her hold one of her hands and closed her eyes quietly, as if she had fallen asleep.

Xiao Jin, who accidentally thought about it, drove himself back to the right path. Before seeing the “parents”, Muzhenxi would definitely not do anything to her, probably because she was in a bad mood and wanted to hug her.

Xiao Jin whispered the name of Wooden Pillow Stream.

“Huh?” Wooden pillow Creek still closed his eyes, but he didn’t fall asleep.

“You’re weird today.”

“Have it?”

“have.”

“What’s wrong with me?” Muzhenxi opened his lips slightly, grabbed a piece of tender meat on the back of Xiao Jin’s neck, and rubbed his teeth lightly.

Xiao Jin: “!!”

Now that’s weird!

Xiao Jin was so excited that he almost rolled out of her arms.

Is Wooden Pillow Creek Crazy? !

Xiao Jin’s reaction succeeded in making Wooden Pillow Stream laugh, burying her face in her neck and sneering out.

Xiao Jin became angry: “Are you sick?”

Wooden pillow Brook said, “Yes, lovesickness, I’m already sick.”

“You, you—” Xiao Jin, who has always been articulate, was at a loss for words.

“What about me?” Wooden pillow brook said in a loud voice, and then licked the small piece of skin she had tossed around, the tip of the tongue was soft and moist, very roguelike.

Xiao Jin is going crazy.

Today, Muzhenxi is either taking the wrong medicine, or she hasn’t woken up yet.

Xiao Jin forcefully closed his eyes and opened them.

The wooden pillow stream in front of him is still the wooden pillow stream.

“Ahhh!”

Mu Zhenxi pulled Xiao Jin, who got up in a hurry, and Xiao Jin fell back into her arms again. She had to cover her neck with one hand, for fear that Mu Zhenxi would do anything to her again. Do it, just do it, what’s the skill?

Wooden Pillow Creek stopped playing tricks on her, smiled happily, and hugged her quietly.

Xiao Jin blinked and blinked again.

As soon as Wooden Pillow Creek guessed, she knew that her clever little brain was starting to work quickly again. Why is this life so smart, hiding it from her for so many years, and getting angry, so the wooden pillow creek tapped on her head, neither light nor heavy.

Xiao Jin widened his eyes.

Dare to break ground on Tai Sui’s head, is Wooden Pillow Creek a **** now?

As soon as Muzhenxi received her angry eyes, he lowered his head spontaneously, and hit her harder than himself.

“Do you still dare?” Xiao Jin glared angrily.

“Don’t dare, old…girlfriend, spare your life.” Muzhenxi returned Xiao Jin’s name to her.

She squinted her eyes slightly, wandering around the world, is there any auspicious date for marriage proposal recently?

Naturally, Xiao Jin didn’t miss the half of the title, and the corner of his lips hooked.

When she was in high school, Wooden Sleeper Creek once gave her a ring. The class organized an outing, the main force went to the front, and Xiao Jin and Muzhenxi went to the back. It’s just that Xiao Jin is very popular, and she is the focus wherever she goes, and even the wooden pillow stream with her is often teased. At that time, the same-sex culture was not as open and “popular” as it is now, and they were always self-sufficient outside – although most of the time it was because Muzhenxi was too shy, and Xiao Jin was not allowed to come around outside.

Most of the classmates in the class think that they are best friends with a good relationship. Many female friends call each other “wife”. Many classmates directly ask Xiao Jin, “Where’s your wife?” Not daring to respond, there was a suspicious blush on his cheeks.

During the outing, they were still teased. When Xiao Jin and other classmates couldn’t see or hear them talking, they deliberately put their arms around her waist, teased her against Muxinxi’s ears, and called out “wife” loudly. The roots of Wooden Pillow Creek’s ears were red, and it was impossible to hide. Xiao Jin became addicted to the game and refused to let it go. Suddenly, the Mosquito hummed and said, “No way.”

Xiao Jin was stunned: “What doesn’t work?”

With a big red face, Wooden Pillow Creek said softly, “You can’t shout.”

Xiao Jin: “…”

Mu Zhenxi glanced at her, lowered his head quickly, pursed his lips, and whispered, “No name.”

Xiao Jin recalled this, and suddenly felt inexplicably familiar. Isn’t this exactly the same as Muxianxi said a while ago that she couldn’t go to her because she wanted to wait for her grandmother to give her a name? !

The corners of Xiao Jin’s mouth twitched, Mu Zhenxi was really obsessed with the name.

At that time, Xiao Jin was silent after listening to Muzhenxi’s words, and didn’t shout anymore. She began to ponder the issue of status. Shouldn’t she wait until the two of them go abroad to get married? That gets the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

As a result, that afternoon, Muzhenxi took her to a place where no one was around, mysteriously told her to close her eyes, and put something in Xiao Jin’s hand. .

“Okay, you can open it.”

“What?” Xiao Jin smiled and opened his eyes.

She saw what was in her palm and was stunned.

It was a green ring. Xiao Jin didn’t realize that it was made of straw for a while, because it was too delicate, and there were flowers in the center of the ring imitating a diamond ring. I don’t know how she weaved it in.

“This is…” Xiao Jin bit her lip, restraining her urge to hug her strongly.

“Name, name.” Mu Zhenxi put his hands on his side nervously, and said crampedly, “I thought about it, it will take a long time to get married, I will give you this first, if you really want to shout, also…”

Xiao Jin interrupted her, smiling and crooked: “Are you proposing to me?”

Wooden Pillow Creek stood up straight: “Huh?” She didn’t seem to mean that, but it seemed like that, and Wooden Pillow Creek’s dull head couldn’t figure it out.

“Huh?” Xiao Jin tilted his head and narrowed his eyes, pretending to show a trace of dissatisfaction.

“Yes.” Under Xiao Jin’s inducing gaze, Wooden Pillow Creek learned to kneel down on one knee on TV, blushing almost smoking, and stumblingly said, “You, you, you…”

Xiao Jin couldn’t stand her, so he handed the ring and his hand into her hand, and said with a smile, “I will.”

Muxinxi was relieved, and slowly pushed the ring to the base of Xiao Jin’s ring finger.

Xiao Jin raised the ring on his ring finger, with high spirits: “The two of us are like this, is it considered a private life?”

Wooden Pillow Creek made a confused proposal, and the man was still half-kneeling on the ground.

Xiao Jin sighed: “It’s really a piece of wood.”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and sealed the lips of Wooden Pillow Creek.

Surrounded by golden rapeseed flowers, they were very tall. The two of them squatted down, hiding in the sea of ​​flowers and kissing quietly. Their long hair was tangled by the wind and entwined.

Xiao Jin looked down at his empty fingers, his eyes darkened.

It’s a pity that the commemorative ring, together with the things she left at Lin Cheng’s house given to her by Muxinxi, were all burned by her parents.

Muzhenxi turned on his mobile phone to look at the almanac, and it seemed that he could propose marriage in “Nacai”, “Marriage” and “Marriage”? Or should I discuss with Yin Xiaoli? Fascinated by the thought, Xiao Jin suddenly poked his arm.

Wooden Pillow Creek calmly pretended to look at the calendar and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Xiao Jin opened his mouth and hesitated.

If she told Wooden Pillow Creek to make another one for herself, would she be misunderstood to suggest marriage?