Stay Safe

Yin Xiaoli was originally going to wait for Wooden Pillow Stream at home, but she couldn't rest assured, so she simply came to the community to find her.

Muzhenxi received a call and went downstairs to pick her up at the gate of the community. Yin Xiaoli was too lazy to do a lot of registration. Yin Xiaoli followed the wooden pillow stream in, and pretended to sigh while walking: "We have known each other for many years, and this is the first time I have come to your house."

Wooden Pillow Creek glanced at her and said, "Aren't you busy with work? Are you relying on me?"

Yin Xiaoli said dissatisfiedly: "Can't you cooperate with me?"

Wooden pillow stream is like a stream of goodness, and it is low and small: "The little one knows his fault."

Both Muzhenxi and Yin Xiaoli are very busy people. Yin Xiaoli is especially busy. She travels all over the country from time to time for work. Apart from work, she has to make a boyfriend and sleep at home. They all eat and play outside, and then go back to their respective houses. Like the last time, Wooden Pillow Creek knocked on Yin Xiaoli's door in the middle of the night. The number of times in the past few years can be counted on one hand.

Before the moving company arrived, Yin Xiaoli entered the door and saw the two pairs of slippers placed side by side in the entrance. She tutted in her heart, and teased, "Red and green, racing bullshit?"

Wooden Pillow Stream said shyly: "You wear red, those are mine."

Yin Xiaoli said, "Then you wear... hers?" At least she remembered what Muzhenxi said last time, and didn't call anyone her first love girlfriend anymore. Since Muzhenxi has done this, it is inappropriate to make jokes on her own.

Wooden Pillow Creek took off his shoes and walked in barefoot.

The floor of her house was mopped very cleanly, and it was summer again, so bare feet were more comfortable than shoes.

Yin Xiaoli took off her half-wearing shoes and stepped in barefoot. Like a tour, I looked at the coffee table, looked at the bathroom, looked at the bedroom, and my heart couldn't stop.

Muzhenxi called her in the study: "Don't tut, it's not too dry, help me pack my things."

Yin Xiaoli smiled and said, "Ah, did I tut?"

Wooden Pillow Creek came out, folded his arms in both hands, and looked at her with a scrutiny.

Yin Xiaoli lost her skin and asked earnestly, "I have a question, how did you let her make her home a place for lovers to live when the two of you have nothing to do with each other?"

You can see couples models everywhere. If she hadn't known the real situation, she would have thought that they were loving a couple.

Muzhenxi said badly: "Last time I took her out to buy daily necessities. She wrote down what I used and secretly bought a couple's model. I only found out when I bought it, so I went with her."

Yin Xiaoli haha ​​said, "This Dr. Xiao really likes you."

Muzhenxi said impatiently, "Is there enough gossip, come and clean up quickly."

Yin Xiaoli followed her to the study, moved the books on the shelf into the cardboard boxes, and murmured as they moved: "You're going to move, why didn't you clean up in advance? I'm here, if I can't come, you'll have to deal with it. how long?"

Muzhenxi squatted on the ground and was pulling out the computer's mainframe. A voice came from the bottom of the table: "I have time to clean up her class today. I'm not afraid that she will find out if I clean up early."

"What's the matter? I found out that you are really a virgin, and you don't owe her anything. Now that your house is no longer living, you are renting something else, and you are so sneaky. Are you afraid that she will be sad if you tell her face to face? "

"No." The movement in Muxianxi's hand paused, and he put the thread into the storage bag prepared in advance, his eyelids drooping, "In case she... I don't want to make the scene ugly, it was a coincidence that we met again, let's go. When it’s time to act like nothing happened, be decent.”

"This is your house!" Yin Xiaoli raised her voice to emphasize.

This house was rented by Muzhenxi when she first came to Lincheng. She was the first tenant. When she moved in, there was nothing but a basic air-conditioned TV and sofa. Everything in it was purchased bit by bit over the past four years. Yes, in the first half of this year, Muxianxi also discussed with her whether to buy the house from the landlord when it expires this time.

Just because of one Xiao Jin, she couldn't have the nest she lived in for four years.

However, Muzhenxi had half her heart, and had swept Xiao Jin out of the house a long time ago.

Muzhenxi glanced at her lightly, repeated her words, and said, "This is my house."

Yin Xiaoli was speechless.

She understands what Wooden Pillow Creek means. It's her business. She has made up her mind not to entangle herself with such unnecessary things.

Yin Xiaoli pursed her lips and moved the book silently.

Wooden Pillow Creek explained to her in a soft tone, "She has lived here before."

Yin Xiaoli understood and said softly, "Seeing things and thinking of people, from this point of view, it's good for you to move out."

Seeing that she was not angry, Mu Zhenxi then said warmly: "I planned to move out of Lincheng when I saw her, who knows what happened later, and now that the company's new project has just started, I can't get away from it, and it's even worse. Offer to resign, let’s do this first, and when the project is on the right track, I will leave here.”

Yin Xiaoli didn't say she agreed or disagreed with her. She was an adult and was able to take responsibility for her own choices.

Wooden Pillow Creek took away her grandmother's photo frame alone, and put it in the suitcase together with the clothes in the bedroom.

She has a lot of things. After all, she has lived for four years, but it is not too much. The furnishings and decorations in the house cannot be taken away. If you move in the same city, you will move from here to a half-hour drive. There is no need to charge. so neat.

The two worked together. At eleven o'clock in the morning, the living room was full of large and small cardboard boxes. The moving company came to the door on time and delivered the boxes to the car downstairs.

Wooden Pillow Creek wrote a sentence on the sticky note book in the bag, tore it off, and stuck it on the coffee table.

Yin Xiaoli leaned forward and took a look.

Wooden Pillow Creek asked her, "Is it alright?"

Yin Xiaoli said, "Okay."

Wooden Pillow Creek deleted the fingerprints he had entered on the door lock, and finally took a deep look at the house, and there was a dull sound of closing the door.

The new house is near the Muxianxi Company and next to the subway. It is also a medium and high-end community. The floor is higher than the original one. The 33rd floor has a good view from the bay window. The people from the moving company put the boxes down in the empty living room, leaving only Mu and Yin.

If you want nothing, the ground is full of dust.

Wooden Pillow Creek sighed, picked up the broom and garbage shovel in the corner, and was about to start cleaning.

Yin Xiaoli grabbed her and said with a toothache, "Mother, what time is it? Don't you have lunch?"

Wooden Pillow Creek said, "I'm not hungry yet."

Yin Xiaoli said, "I'm hungry." Immediately, she pulled the wooden pillow and left the broom in her hand and went out to eat.

In a seafood buffet restaurant, Yin Xiaoli ate well and said that in order to celebrate the happy housewarming of Muzhenxi, it was obviously not a decent thing. In her words, it was very festive, and Muzhenxi was amused by her for a while. The low mood was swept away.

The account is tied by the wooden pillow creek. She said that the housewarming was a good one, and of course she treated her as a guest.

We went back and tidied up the new house together, made the bed, arranged the books, and installed the computer. Although it looked empty at first glance, the wooden pillow stream also wanted to open, and I didn’t plan to spend any more time arranging it. Moved away, simple and simple and beautiful.

Yin Xiaoli glanced at her from time to time in the afternoon, her heart was full of sorrow.

The appearance of Xiao Jin had such an impact that Muzhenxi didn't even notice it. Yin Xiaoli felt that the wooden pillow stream in the past was like a snail hiding in its shell, full of fear of the world. It took her several years to slowly and finally get out, to embrace the sun and the new life. For a small potted plant on the balcony, I took the trouble to stroll around the flower and bird market for an afternoon, and put my life in order and hope.

But now? She turned into this casual attitude again, as if her life was a slush, and no matter how much she struggled, she would eventually return to her original position.

That person doesn't show up and everything is fine.

Yin Xiaoli watched her walk from the shadows to the sun, and she felt uncomfortable for Muxianxi.

Muzhenxi didn't realize that she was thinking a lot, so she carried a bucket of mineral water that she just bought downstairs, took a disposable paper cup, poured a cup of water and placed it in front of Yin Xiaoli, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, reporter Yin Da. ."

Yin Xiaoli restrained the emotions in her eyes, and said obliquely, "Is it hurting me?"

"No, thank you sincerely." Wooden Pillow Brook sat on the ground - the ground had been dragged over, his back was against the wall beside the bay window, and he raised his head and took a sip of water. Hands and feet are very tired, only mouth is idle, chatting.

Muzhenxi said, "Last night, Fang Ying was drunk and called me to get back together."

Yin Xiaoli snorted, with a strong contempt: "Does she still have a face?"

Mu Zhenxi said happily: "I just remembered this matter, let me tell you, anyway, you are also a big matchmaker, don't always act like a gun battle."

Yin Xiaoli said: "Don't talk about it, I regret being a matchmaker for you, first Fang Ying, then Dr. Xiao, next time I will find out the details of people clearly, and then introduce them to you, Otherwise, I would be someone else."

Speaking of Fang Ying, Yin Xiaoli is on fire. This person is also a friend of her friend. I have seen the photos, and she looks really good. Her appearance is barely worthy of Wooden Pillow Stream, and her career is not bad. Not much, but the job is stable, so I asked Wooden Sleeper Creek to meet her. At first sight... Of course I didn't fall in love, I saw it a few more times, maybe a few months later, Muzhenxi said that they were together.

Yin Xiaoli was so happy that she celebrated her divorce. She didn't expect that the good times would not last long. Just half a year later, Muzhenxi broke up with her.

Yin Xiaoli: "???"

Yin Xiaoli leaned on the sofa, mentioning that a year ago, the fire was still rubbing against the sky: "You are obedient to her, why should she break up with her?"

Mu Zhenxi was not angry, but seeing Yin Xiaoli was so angry, he just smiled: "Didn't people say it all, I'm busy with work, so if I can't get along, I'll break up. I remember you had a boyfriend and broke up because you were too busy?"

Yin Xiaoli said: "That's different, I'm really busy, and I originally wanted to break up, didn't want to pay attention to him, just pretended to be busy."

Muzhenxi tutted twice, deliberately teasing her: "It's really scum."

Yin Xiaoli readily admitted: "I'm a scum, I'm a scumbag, and I don't deny it. Fang... ah, I don't even want to say her name, you are busy or busy, but don't accompany you less, so sleepy. I’m going to sleep and I still think about finding my girlfriend. I usually leave work at night to make an appointment for dinner, work overtime to make an appointment for a late night snack, and return it to my door. If you have time on weekends, take her out for shopping, watching movies, and self-driving tours. You take me out for a tour. Have you been? Not to mention that we haven't seen each other for a week, even if the interval is not more than three days, we are almost living together."

Wooden Pillow Creek said with a smile: "How do you know better than me?"

A year has passed, and she has long forgotten some details. It was suitable to be together in the first place. If it is not suitable, they should be separated.

Yin Xiaoli glanced at her and said, "Did you forget that I track the news in real time?"

Wooden pillow creek touched his nose: "I really forgot."

Yin Xiaoli changed her posture on the sofa, pursed her lower lip, and said, "Actually, there is something else. You just broke up at the time. I was afraid that you would be sad, so I didn't tell you. Later, I saw that you were doing well, so I didn't bother to talk about it. ."

Wooden Pillow Creek is curious: "What's the matter?"

Yin Xiaoli sneered and said, "In October last year, I saw her with a man, hooking up and kissing."

Wooden Pillow Creek: "…"

Yin Xiaoli said: "I guess I cheated before, so I broke up with you."

Mu Zhenxi frowned, and whispered in disapproval: "There is no evidence, so it's not good to say that, right?" Breaking up means breaking up, and it is always bad for people behind the scenes to be right and wrong.

Yin Xiaoli curled her lips coldly and said, "I have evidence, isn't she my friend's friend? When the man was chasing her, he lied to her that it was a big money, and she was so moved that she gave up your small money, Changed to the big money. Who knew the big money was fake, she was fooled, and remembered your kindness. People like you are stupid and rich, gentle and considerate, you can't find it with a lantern, and missed this village. This store is gone. I guess she is a little overwhelmed in her heart. She dares to look for you when she is drunk. Next time she looks for you, you call me to see if I don't go up and slap her to death. "

Wooden Pillow Creek: "…"

Fortunately, she didn't say that she sent Fang Ying home last night, otherwise Yin Xiaoli might have slapped her face with a big mouth now.

Yin Xiaoli hated her soft-hearted the most, especially in places where she should not be soft-hearted. When she was in a hurry, she could really come up and beat her.

Yin Xiaoli looked at her up and down: "I think you're a bit of a backseat, you're obviously young, beautiful, and rich, but you've been rude once or twice, and you have to fight not only women, but men as well. It's really not easy, man. Do you know what I regret the most right now?"

Wooden Pillow Creek asked, "What?"

Yin Xiaoli said amazingly: "I didn't advise you to sleep with her."

Wooden Pillow Creek choked.

Yin Xiaoli said: "Really, how much did you spend with her for half a year, how much time and energy, she patted her **** and left, and you left nothing behind. If you slept at the beginning, at least you can get back baby."

Mu Zhenxi felt that she was absurd, and said absurdly: "Do you have a boyfriend just to sleep with others?"

Yin Xiaoli said righteously: "Yeah, why would I have this boyfriend if I don't sleep? Should I put it at home as a decoration? It's no use."

Wooden pillow creek waved his hands again and again, begrudgingly.

She is still very conservative when it comes to love affairs, holding hands, hugging, kissing, step by step, every step has to be emotional, and it will be a matter of course. As for Xiao Jin...

Wooden Pillow Creek's eyes were dim, and he looked down at the bottom of the cup.

Xiao Jin is a special case that cannot be defined by any frame and progress. When she came, it was vigorous, and in her heart, it grew like wild grass, like the sun, strong and bright, making it impossible to resist; when she left, it was overnight, taking away all the color and temperature.

Yin Xiaoli knocked on the table with a water cup and called back the trance-like wooden pillow stream.

"What shall we have for dinner?"

Muzhenxi looked at the sky, it was getting dark, and said, "How about hot pot?"

"Arrangement." Yin Xiaoli made an "ok" gesture.

Muzhenxi went to the community garage to drive. When navigating, she paused with her fingers, zoomed out the map with two fingers, and glanced at the community where she used to live in the upper right corner of the map.

Yin Xiaoli fastened her seat belt and urged, "Okay, I'm going to starve to death."

Wooden Pillow Creek moved his finger down and clicked to start, and the mechanical female voice sounded in the car.

Yin Xiaoli skillfully played the music in the wooden sleeper creek. She didn't like jazz, so she changed the album playlist and listened to heavy metal rock. This album of Muzhenxi was prepared for her, and the whole way listening to Muzhenxi's brain hurts.

But Yin Xiaoli shook her head and wanted to chat with her: "Hey, did you buy the little props you asked for the link last time? Is it easy to use?"

Mu Zhenxi looked straight ahead, and said lightly, "I didn't buy it. I copied the scriptures later, and the effect was quite obvious."

Yin Xiaoli held her breath for a second and burst into laughter.

Muzhenxi blushed when she smiled: "Is it that funny?"

Yin Xiaoli was overjoyed: "Yes, yes, hahahahahaha, I've never heard of older women relying on copying scriptures and abstinence, you really don't learn from me? I'll find a safe one for you, pay attention to hygiene, you won't be able to make an appointment. problematic."

Wooden Pillow Stream: "No."

Yin Xiaoli felt her determination, sighed regretfully, and said, "Then I can only wish you the best of luck in finding your true destiny."

Wooden Pillow Stream: "Lend your auspicious words."

Yin Xiaoli: "Hahahahaha."

After a while, she said again: "Isn't someone like you called Tong Zi Ji? I'm talking about Ji next to the woman, Ji Wuming from the Legend of Wulin, the one who was said to be dead by Lu Xiucai, you know? ? Just that Ji."

A small blue vein jumped happily on the forehead of Wooden Pillow Creek.

Yin Xiaoli laughed wildly.

At the red light, Muxinxi stepped on the brakes and stared at her murderously.

Yin Xiaoli hesitated for a second, licked her lips, and praised her face: "Well, it's good to be clean, there are not many young people like you now." She made a very pompous gesture of clenching her fist at Wooden Pillow Creek, Sister Zhiling's tone, "Xixi, come on."

Mu Zhenxi couldn't bear it any longer: "Shut up."

***

Xiao Jin stood on the spot, stared at the note paper left by Muxinxi for a long time, lowered his head, printed a gentle kiss on the signature, neatly folded it in half, and put it in his wallet.

She checked the house inside and out. The wooden pillow stream was very clean, and nothing was left, including the daily necessities that Xiao Jin deliberately wrote down before. It is estimated that they were all packaged and thrown away, and they were not thrown away. downstairs. Before going upstairs, Xiao Jin had seen the trash can in front of the building.

In the end, Xiao Jin found a piece of hair belonging to Wooden Pillow Creek in the washbasin. Wooden Pillow Creek's hair only reached to the collarbone, and the color was different from hers. It was a warm light chestnut. Xiao Jin put that hair in a transparent Seal the bag and put it in the bag.

That night, she opened the chat dialog box with Muxinxi, bit her lower lip with her teeth, released it again, repeated several times, and finally closed it.

Not surprisingly, Wooden Pillow Creek should have blocked her.

Xiao Jin folded his hands, rested his head behind his head, and looked at the ceiling above his head, thinking: What do you think about when Muzhenxi lies here every night? Is there a moment when you think of yourself? Do you remember happiness or pain? It must be more painful.

She opened her eyes and sighed.

The phone beside the pillow vibrated.

It wouldn't be Wooden Pillow Stream. Xiao Jin brought it over unhurriedly. After seeing the caller ID, he connected. A slight smile naturally filled the corners of his eyes, and he said warmly, "Why did you suddenly call me?"

"Isn't it sudden? I'm going to China this weekend. I have a financing project to discuss. Will you pick me up at the airport?"

"What day? What time?"

"I'll take a look." After a pause there, he said, "Beijing time, Sunday, three o'clock in the afternoon, are you free? I'll go over if I'm not free, and you can send me the address."

"available."

"Then see you on Sunday, it's getting late there, go to bed first, good night."

"Good night."

Xiao Jin hung up the phone.

The caller was Qi Yin, a Chinese-American, a Wall Street elite, her friends abroad, and the only person who knew about her situation over the years. Although Qi Yin and her views on this matter are completely different, and even completely contrary to her, it does not prevent her from being a good listener.

Qi Yin came, and even if he didn't stay for a long time, Xiao Jin still felt that his life of isolation and helplessness seemed to have an additional pillar.

Xiao Jin only stayed at Muzhenxi's house for one night, and returned to her original rental house the next day. If Muzhenxi was not there, the house would have no meaning to her, but she would renew the lease with the landlord. If the wooden pillow stream is willing to come back one day.

At 2:30 p.m. on Sunday, Xiao Jin arrived at the pick-up gate where the international flight arrived.

At 3:10, a tall, supermodel-like mixed-race woman dragged her suitcase and walked in front of her with wind. Qi Yin took off the sunglasses that covered most of her face, revealing her deep and bright facial features. He opened the lever of the suitcase, smiled and hugged Xiao Jin.

"Long time no see, Xiao."

"Long time no see." Xiao Jin hugged her back.

Qi Yin let go of her shoulders, refused Xiao Jin's hand to help her pull the suitcase, and asked, "Did you come by car?"

"right."

"lead the way."

The resolute and resolute style was brought from work to life by Qi Yin.

Xiao Jin shrugged his shoulders, as if he was used to it, no nonsense, and led her way with a smile.

One walked in front and the other followed behind. Qiyin was tall and long-legged, with extra large steps. He deliberately urged her with a smile: "Go quickly."

Xiao Jin glanced back at her.

Qi Yin slowed down his steps, and after a while, he returned to his old ways.

The two of them didn't talk much. When they got into the car, Xiao Jin opened the front passenger's door, and Qi Yin sat in the back seat. She had to use her laptop to answer work emails, and it was inconvenient to sit in the front.

One was driving, the other was working in the back, and only the blues jazz came melodiously from the speakers.

When they got to the downstairs of the community, Qi Yin looked up and looked thoughtful.

"Qiyin?" Xiao Jin, who had walked a few steps in front of her, turned around.

Qi Yin followed her upstairs by swiping the elevator card.

When entering the door lock password, Qi Yin took a special look and moved her brows.

"Come in." Xiao Jin took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them in front of his friend.

Qi Yin walked back and forth in the room with her arms folded, and finally commented: "Not bad."

Xiao Jin poured water in the kitchen and replied with a smile, "I decided after watching it for a long time."

Xiao Jin put the water on the coffee table, and the bottom of the cup fell on the glass, making a light bump. Qi Yin glanced at the coffee table, Xiao Jin understood it, opened the drawer and took out an ashtray.

Qi Yin took out a bag of Ms. cigarettes from her bag, skillfully took one in her mouth, didn't take it back, and then handed it to Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin waved his hand: "I quit."

Qi Yin raised her eyebrows in surprise: "When?"

Xiao Jin smiled: "Before returning to China."

Qi Yin nodded, closed the cigarette case, put it back in the bag, and lit the cigarette by herself, fine white smoke lingering around her lips.

Xiao Jin's throat was a little itchy, he sipped his saliva, and then turned his eyes away.

When the slender cigarette between Qi Yin's fingers was half lit, Xiao Jin got up and went to the refrigerator to get two cans of wine, opened one of them, and drank slowly.

Qi Yin tapped the ashtray on the edge of the ashtray, spit out a mouthful of white mist, and after a while, asked her, "You've even rented a house this time when you're back in China. How long do you plan to stay? When will you return to the United States?"

Xiao Jin took a deep breath: "I'm not going back."

Qi Yin didn't understand: "Huh?"

Xiao Jin tightened his fingers holding the can, his eyes lowered, and he smiled slowly.

"If I'm here, anyway... I can get closer to her."