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Hearing her remarks, Mu Zhenxi raised his hand and pinched the tip of Xiao Jin's nose with a gentle expression.

Xiao Jin laughed twice, and the topic of fitness was gone.

Xiao Jin is very self-disciplined in other things, but he doesn't like sports. In the PE class, he used to hide whenever he could. He jumped and shivered up and down the stairs. Running 800 meters is even worse, just like dying.

Wooden Pillow Stream didn't hold Xiao Jin's hope that Xiao Jin could practice the vest line at all, but it was just a joke with her. She had already decided that she would rest every Sunday in the future. I've been bored at home for a day or two, thinking that I haven't been to a book for a long time. The last time Xiao Zhang asked her if she was too busy with work, and Muzhenxi was embarrassed to tell people that she was busy in love.

"Why are your eyes turning? Are you thinking of other women?"

Xiao Jin's voice suddenly came from his ears, and a look of surprise appeared in Muzhenxi's eyes.

Xiao Jin tapped the edge of the plate with his chopsticks: "Be honest, be strict when you confess, and be stricter when you resist."

Wooden Pillow Creek: "…"

She said what she had just thought.

Xiao Jin squinted his eyes: "Xiao Zhang?" She retrieved the memory fragment about this person from her mind, and said, "That's when you deliberately used it to anger my friend."

At that time, Muzhenxi did everything possible to make Xiao Jin give up on her, and did not hesitate to deliberately make intimate moves with Xiao Zhang, and almost made Xiao Jin cry in anger.

"Don't mention the past again." Wooden pillow brook scorned.

Xiao Jin sneered.

"Life has been full of wind and rain..." Wooden Pillow Stream suddenly sang with emotion.

Xiao Jin: "..." with a wonderful expression.

After two seconds, she couldn't help laughing, and said lightly, "I hate it."

"It's likable, never get tired of seeing it." Mu Zhenxi also smiled, followed her words and explained, "She and I are ordinary friends."

Xiao Jin said, "I know."

Wooden Pillow Creek didn't know how to pick it up, so he said, "Well."

Xiao Jin glanced at her and said, "If it weren't for an ordinary friend, how could you be alive?"

Wooden Pillow Creek shivered in fear.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Xiao Jin looked at her and suddenly said, "You are so cute."

Wooden Pillow Creek blinked and said, "You are the cutest."

Xiao Jin said "Hey", shaking his arms unbearably: "It's too numb, take a break first."

Wooden Pillow Creek is another fun.

Breakfast time was full of laughter.

There was no class in the first class in the morning, and Muzhenxi went out a little earlier than Xiao Jin. Xiao Jin arranged her clothes at the entrance. The color of the hickey on her neck faded a little, but it was still striking on her fair skin.

Xiao Jin stroked the place with his long and slender fingers, feeling the muscles of Muzhenxi beating under his fingertips, raised his eyes, and asked, "People from your company, did you say anything when they saw you like this?"

There was a faint expectation and excitement in her words, a feeling that she wanted to declare to the whole world her ownership of Wooden Pillow Creek.

The day before yesterday, Muxianxi was restless, even with a particularly bad face, and no one in the office dared to tease her.

Muzhenxi guessed that she wanted to hear the feedback, so she said, "It seems that I said it, but I didn't pay attention. You kiss two fresh ones. I'll listen carefully today?"

Xiao Jin said, "I'm so sorry", and planted two new ones neatly.

Wooden Pillow Creek deliberately ran to the bathroom and took a look in the mirror, which was very conspicuous.

Xiao Jin leaned against the door and asked a question that had been lingering in her heart for a long time: "Don't you feel embarrassed when you go to work staring at the hickey like this?"

Mu Zhenxi looked at her with a "you finally found out" look, and smiled: "What do you think?"

Xiao Jin frowned and said, "I think so?"

Rao is Xiao Jin, who has a much thicker skin than her, and went to work with a colorful neck in a dignified manner, and she felt blushing.

Wooden pillow brook said: "nonsense, of course."

Xiao Jin said: "Then you still..."

Wooden pillow Brook said: "You let me go like this."

Xiao Jin suddenly lost his time: "How about you wrap a silk scarf?"

Wooden Pillow Creek tidied up his collar in the mirror, and said with a smile, "No, I'll show off for two days first, so that the little girl in the company will always think I'm single and have a bad heart against me."

Xiao Jin's expression changed, and he returned to the living room with his arms in his arms. Before leaving, he left a cold sentence: "If you don't go to work, you will be late."

As soon as Muzhenxi turned his head and saw no one, his heart was broken, and he accidentally recruited himself for having too many rotten peach blossoms.

"Actually, it's been a lot better this time. The news of my relationship has spread in the company before. There are many people who are planning to have a baby on a honeymoon, and there are many outrageous ones. No one knows that my famous flower has an owner."

Xiao Jin crossed his arms and turned his head: "Humph."

Mu Zhenxi raised his wrist and glanced at the time, and couldn't help but say, "I'm really going to be late. I'll tell you at the company, come here soon."

Xiao Jinfang snuggled up arrogantly and kissed her at the door.

"Remember to miss me." Xiao Jin said.

"In the gap between thinking about you, take time to work." Wooden Sleeper Creek said.

Xiao Jin escorted her to the elevator entrance as usual. While waiting for the elevator, he couldn't help kissing each other again. This time, it wasn't a coincidence. When the kiss was in, there was a sound of the door being opened beside him.

The neighbor who went out with a garbage bag in one hand smashed the two of them and turned his eyes away in embarrassment.

Mu Zhenxi also didn't dare to meet the other's eyes. She looked down at Xiao Jin and found that Xiao Jin's ears were all red, and she buried her face in her chest.

Wooden Pillow Creek: "…"

She wanted to laugh a little.

She thought that Xiao Jinduotai collapsed in front of her and did not change her face, but she would also be suddenly smashed and blush. The last time she kissed on the street, why was she so natural? Wooden Pillow Creek pondered silently.

The elevator has arrived.

Xiao Jinzhuo took the flip-flop to go home. Muxianxi and the neighbor got into the elevator. The elevator door was closed in front of Muxianxi, and the atmosphere in the car was quite strange. This neighbor is a very young girl, probably under twenty years old. Wooden pillow Creek occasionally sees the family talking with the door wide open. This girl is the daughter of the head of the household.

The elevator goes all the way down from the 33rd floor.

The girl looked at the ground, twisted, and asked in a low voice, "Is that your girlfriend just now?"

Muzhenxi didn't expect that she would take the initiative to ask questions, she was stunned, and frankly admitted: "Yes."

The girl said, "You both look good."

Wooden pillow stream is very inexplicable, and said lightly: "Thank you."

The girl was probably frightened by her indifference and stopped talking.

In fact, it's not that Muzhenxi wants to be indifferent, but that something like that happened just now. She only has endless embarrassment in her heart, how can she keep smiling as usual.

Ding-

Arrived on the first floor.

The girl quickly dropped a sentence: "Bless you." Then she walked out first.

Wooden Pillow Creek looked at her trotting back, and raised a smile.

She doesn't care about other people's eyes, but the feeling of receiving this kindness is more wonderful than she imagined.

When I arrived at the company, it was five minutes before work time. Muzhenxi was typing and chatting with Xiao Jin while turning on the computer. A cup of coffee was put down on the table as usual. The corgi girl looked at her face and judged that she was in a good mood before starting. He said, "Boss, why didn't you come to work yesterday?"

Her eyes rolled, and her eyes fell on the bright red "mark of love" in the center of the front neck of Wooden Pillow Stream. An evil thought emerged in her heart. Could it be that she was addicted to the bed and couldn't get up? bed?

"Huh?" Muzhenxi was talking to Xiao Jin about the kid in the elevator, but he didn't pay attention to what Corgi asked.

"It's nothing." Corgi changed the subject, pointed back at her neck, and smiled ambiguous, "You...hehehe..."

Wooden Pillow Brook said generously: "Well, my girlfriend is more enthusiastic."

She admitted it frankly, sprinkled dog food, and the single corgi girl seemed to pierce her heart with an arrow, holding her heart and taking three steps back. This is definitely not the wooden pillow stream she knew, when did it become so open!

The corgi girl retreated.

Wooden Pillow Creek gave Xiao Jin real-time feedback: [Korgi laughed at me just now... lewd]

Xiao Jin: [Hahaha]

Wooden pillow stream: [Nothing else, there are more serious people in my office, and they saw it last time, so it is estimated that there will be no big reaction this time]

She reported in a serious manner, but Xiao Jin felt a little uncomfortable. She knew that there were many people in the Muxianxi Company. She walked around in the company. There are some rumors and rumors, which is always bad.

She secretly made up her mind that the game was played here, and she would not leave any traces on purpose in the future.

This afternoon, Muzhenxi was called to the office of the art director. Zhang Hanxia also saw her eye-catching neck. May be fatal! ".

Wooden Pillow Creek: "…"

She forwarded the article to Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin: [? ? ? 】

Wooden Pillow Stream: [My boss just sent it to me]

Xiao Jin clicked it and read it silently, and said: [Is she jealous that you have a girlfriend, so she scolded you yesterday]

scold her?

Mu Zhenxi reacted for a while, and then remembered that last night, she gave Zhang Hanxia the blame for her abnormality. She shrank her neck and looked around, making sure that Zhang Hanxia was not there, and returned the emoji package with a righteousness of [Don't dare to talk nonsense.jpg] , it is a confirmation of Xiao Jin's nonsense.

Zhang Hanxia, ​​who was in the office, sneezed suddenly, wrinkled his nose, and continued to work.

In the next few days, the two of them were still sweet. Although they didn't explicitly say the day they went to see their grandmother, they would check the date more frequently than before every night before going to bed and after waking up in the morning, and a faint anxiety lingered in their daily interactions. .

On Saturday night, Wooden Sleeper Creek got off work at 8:00 and enjoyed the supreme VIP service as soon as he entered the house. Xiao Jin was very attentive, first pinching his shoulders, then beating his legs, and then going to the bathtub to run water.

Muzhenxi was flattered and ate a grape fed by Xiao Jin, "What's the matter with you?"

Xiao Jin blinked and said with a smile, "It's nothing." Just excited, "I'm going to see my grandma tomorrow."

"Yeah." Muzhenxi bit another grape, and suddenly there was a strange feeling in his heart, obviously seeing that grandma should be a serious and serious thing, but when it is related to the status and something, it seems so...

Muzhenxi got up from the sofa and went to the study, where Xiao Jin followed like a little follower.

Mu Zhenxi took the photo frame next to the computer in his hand, Xiao Jin stood beside him and watched with her, his turbulent mind slowly calmed down.

"This photo was taken during the summer vacation of my freshman year."

"Um."

This is the only photo of Wood Pillow Creek with the two most important women in her life.

Wooden Pillow Stream stroked the edge of the photo frame, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes, and a hint of sadness, "It's a pity that your half was cut by me, and there are no negatives now."

Xiao Jin bit his lip and said, "I still have high school photos, why don't you post me again?"

Wooden Pillow Creek: "…"

Xiao Jin said in frustration, "There's no other way." She couldn't find her camera.

Wooden Pillow Creek sighed and said, "It's up to me."

Xiao Jin glared at her threateningly: "You can talk about it."

Wooden Pillow Creek closed his mouth politely.

Xiao Jin suddenly said, "I want to travel."

Muzhenxi was at a loss: "Huh?" Why did Xiao Jin speak with a hammer in the east and a stick in the west.

Xiao Jin said it more clearly: "We have been together for so long, and we haven't taken a photo together."

"It wasn't before..." Muzhenxi remembered that Xiao Jin took a lot of group photos with her mobile phone when she was in high school, and the clear and blurred ones were saved. Even during the summer vacation, she took all the film on the camera.

Xiao Jin was unhappy and stressed: "The past is the past!"

Muzhenxi opened his mouth, gave up the lengthy explanation, and said, "Tourism, shoot, shoot how you want, I'm going to take the annual leave, when are we going?"

Xiao Jin's face paled.

The two initially discussed the travel plan in the study. Xiao Jin frowned and said, "Did I forget something?"

"What's up?"

"Bathtub!" Xiao Jin exclaimed and went out.

When the two of them got to the bathroom, the water in the bathtub had already overflowed, and there was water all over the place. Xiao Jin was about to rush in, but Muzhenxi stopped her, took off her shoes, and stepped in with her bare feet: "I'm coming, you go to the balcony and bring the mop over."

Xiao Jin turned around and took back the mop, and handed it to Wooden Pillow Creek, who had rolled up her trousers - Wooden Pillow Creek was entangled by Xiao Jin when she entered the door, and before she could change her trousers, she was only asked to do this, From the side, he watched Wooden Pillow Stream turn off the water, drain the water, and mop the floor swiftly with his hands and feet.

Wooden pillow stream cleaned the bathroom, Fang straightened, smiled and looked at the door, Xiao Jin lowered his eyes, gloomy.

Wooden Pillow Creek washed his hands and rubbed the back of his fingers on the woman's face: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Jin said unhappily, "I finally wanted to do something for you, but it ended up like this."

"Ah." Muzhenxi touched his chin, "Yeah, don't you say I thought you deliberately let me go home to continue exercising, you really didn't mean it?"

Xiao Jin glared at her angrily.

It's fine if you don't comfort her, and you'll get down to the ground.

"So you have to compensate me." Wooden pillow stream smiled.

"How to compensate?"

"Wash with me."

"Think beautifully!" Xiao Jin exclaimed.

The bathtub at home is not enough for two people to lie down, and besides, she has no status yet!

Xiao Jin didn't realize that her depression had been completely deflected by Muzhenxi, who went in with her pajamas in her arms, bared her teeth at her before entering the door, and smiled a little. She fretted outside for a while before she understood, and laughed out loud in the sofa.

Wooden pillow Creek is not very used to such a "luxurious" activity as taking a bath. Lying there motionless and boring, he came out after taking a shower as usual, before nine o'clock. Xiao Jin recovered from the sweetness, just turned two pages of the book in his hand, and saw Muzhenxi wiping his hair and entering the bedroom to find a hairdryer as usual.

"Are you finished?" Xiao Jin asked in surprise.

"Otherwise?" Wooden Pillow Creek frowned.

Xiao Jin: "..." She secretly decided that next time she must find a time to take a good bath with Wooden Pillow Stream, and change the bathtub before that. Her eyes squinted slightly unconsciously. It's also a good idea to take a hot spring. Get used to it in advance, and what else can you do in the water, it's exciting to think about it.

Wooden Pillow Creek looked at him from a distance, suddenly clicked his tongue, and said, "Why are you laughing so vulgarly?"

Xiao Jin was busy and serious: "When did I become lewd?"

Wooden Pillow Stream said lightly: "All the time." After saying that, Shi Shiran went back to his room.

Xiao Jin laughed behind her. It was only this night. Sooner or later, she would reveal her true nature. She was keen on this kind of thing.

As soon as Wooden Pillow Stream entered the room, he put his hand on his heart and thumped—

Jumping several beats faster than usual.

A little nervous, she took her hand down and saw her fingers from her wrist.

She was afraid of disappointing Xiao Jin.

Over the years, I have suffered from occupational diseases in painting, and my hands will hurt whenever I move. In severe cases, the pain is so severe that I can’t move. It’s been fine during this time. I’m deliberately taking care of myself.

If Xiao Jin is upset, she will kill her.

Xiao Jin was imagining a better tomorrow, and Wooden Pillow Creek was praying for everything to go smoothly.

Early on Sunday morning, Xiao Jin rarely opened his eyes at the first sound of the alarm clock. Without delay, he got up and got out of bed and pulled the curtains in one go. He was startled when he saw the sky outside.

Wooden pillow creek bent over and folded the quilt, and when he saw it, he looked slightly surprised: "Is it raining?"

Yesterday was a sunny day.

Xiao Jin opened the screen, stretched out his hand, felt a slight dampness in his palm, turned his face and nodded: "Drizzle."

North of the city, Qingshan Cemetery.

Muxinxi parked the car, took out an umbrella from the back seat, spread it over Xiao Jin's head, and walked up the mountain together along the steps.

It wasn't the days of the Qingming Festival, when the tombs were concentrated, and it was raining again. Looking around in the cemetery, it seemed as if there were only the two of them, all dressed in dark clothes, merging into the continuous rain curtain.

The rain was getting heavier, splashing on the surface of the umbrella and making a crackling sound, Wooden Pillow Creek changed his hand to hold the umbrella, and wrapped the belt around Xiao Jin's waist in his direction.

Xiao Jin suddenly raised his hand and pushed the umbrella rib above his head.

Wooden Pillow Creek almost didn't hold steady: "Huh?"

Xiao Jin pursed his lips, motioned her to look to the left, and said expressionlessly, "Your shoulders are wet."

Wooden pillow stream didn't take it to heart, Da Lala smiled: "It's alright." The umbrella moved to Xiao Jin's side again.

Xiao Jin stopped, did not leave, did not speak.

Wooden Pillow Creek: "...wet one is better than wet two." When the rain was not so heavy when we first came in, Wooden Pillow Creek only brought an umbrella, and now it is determined that the two cannot be stopped.

Xiao Jin remained motionless.

Mu Zhenxi compromised, and she put her hand around Xiao Jin's shoulder instead, so that she would block the rain first.

She discovered a strange thing.

Since Xiao Jin entered the cemetery, he never asked where his grandmother's tomb was, and followed him along the way.

But Muzhenxi also noticed that although Xiao Jin looked around, the time spent in each direction was different. The direction she stayed the longest was...

Wooden Pillow Creek followed her line of sight, frowning indistinctly.

It is the direction of the grandmother's cemetery!

A bizarre thought appeared in the mind of the wooden pillow.

Could it be that Xiao Jin has been here before?

"Aren't we there yet?" Xiao Jin's voice rang in his ears.

Wooden pillow creek suppressed his doubts, looked up at the northwest corner not far away, and said, "It's almost time."

Today is to pay homage to, and if there is any problem, it is not in a hurry. Now Muzhenxi is no longer worried that Xiao Jin will hide anything from her, and even if there is, she will no longer worry about gains and losses like before.

"I'm a little tired." Xiao Jin stepped up a step and braced his knees.

"I'll carry you?" Wooden Pillow Creek sincerely suggested.

The way up the mountain is all stairs, and the stairs are not low, so there is no feeling in the wooden pillow creek. Xiao Jin walked all the way, and her calf was already sore. She gritted her teeth and continued to walk up, saying, "Where is the cemetery? like what."

In the past, when she came, she would control the speed well, which is like the wooden pillow stream, relying on the long legs and good physical strength, swish swish up, Xiao Jin couldn't consume her.

Seeing that the destination is in front of him, the back is not good, the rest is not good, the wooden pillow brook has a little strength in his hands, half hugs and half hugs Xiao Jin and walks up, the burden on Xiao Jin's legs is slightly lighter.

"It's here." Wooden pillow stream handed over the umbrella to Xiao Jin, motioning to give her the flowers that he held all the way.

Xiao Jin gave her a bunch, and put the umbrella on the top of the wooden pillow stream, and after she put it down at the tomb, she would send it to her.

The two stood in front of the tomb one after the other, and the loving eyes of the old man on the tombstone came out from the photo, staring gently at the child in front of him.

"Grandma." After a few seconds, Wooden Sleeper Creek said, "I brought someone here today, and you must have no idea who it is."

Muzhenxi pulled Xiao Jin's wrist, Xiao Jin took a step forward, and said in a harsh voice, "Grandma, Muzhenxi and I came to see you together."

The white daisies in front of the tomb were wet by the rain and soaked the branches.

If it wasn't for the rain, Muxianxi would probably talk to grandma for a while, and spend more time with Xiao Jin. Grandma would also like to know how Xiao Jin has been through so many years.

The rain and fog filled the air, and the wooden pillow creek lowered his fingers, turned his palms, and intertwined with Xiao Jin.

"Grandma, I have something important to tell you."

Xiao Jin tilted his head at this moment, and Muxianxi looked at each other, and the two of them looked at the photo on the tombstone together.

Wooden Pillow Creek smiled slightly and said, "We are back together again."

Xiao Jin said: "I hope you will bless us in the sky and there will be no separation."

Wooden Pillow Creek pinched the back of her hand with her fingertips without fingernails.

What is inseparable, will not say something nice.

Xiao Jin smiled.

She felt an unusual silence in her ears, and the sound of crackling on the umbrella disappeared. Xiao Jin stepped out from under the umbrella, raised her face to feel it, and said in surprise, "The rain has stopped!"

Isn't it?

The blue sky is like a wash, and there are no clouds in thousands of miles.

It is not common to see such fine weather in Lincheng.

Xiao Jin smiled and said, "It must be my grandmother who has manifested her spirit."

Muzhenxi also showed his face, put away the umbrella, moved a few steps away, and said, "Then you can talk to grandma for a while."

Xiao Jin said, "Okay."

Then she approached the tombstone and muttered. Wooden Pillow Creek couldn't hear it clearly, and she wouldn't listen to it deliberately, but judging from her joyful expression, she should be talking about something interesting.

Wooden Pillow Creek involuntarily raised his eyebrows.

She opened her arms slightly, closed her eyes, and felt the refreshing wind in the mountains blowing across her face, making her feel more relaxed than ever.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a person was squeezed into his arms, Mu Xianxi's arms tightened, and without opening his eyes, he asked lazily, "Have you finished?"

"Well," Xiao Jin rubbed her pale neck softly, "it's your turn."

Mu Zhenxi hummed, squatted in front of the tombstone, and briefly explained what had happened recently. In the end, she raised her head and glanced at Xiao Jin, who was a few steps away, and said in a low voice, "Grandma, I have something else to ask for. Bless you, my hand is very important to me today, so..."

On the way down the mountain.

Xiao Jin was much easier than going up the mountain. He took one step and jumped two steps. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and turned his head to ask Muxianxi keenly, "Why did you keep looking at me when you finally talked to your grandmother?"

Mu Zhenxi was sure that she would not hear what she said, and said calmly, "Because I was talking about you to my grandmother."

Xiao Jin raised his eyebrows slightly: "What about me?"

Muzhenxi tilted his head and replied with a smile, "I say you are beautiful, generous, cute, and kind."

Xiao Jin frowned: "Didn't these grandmas already know about it? She used to praise me in front of you."

Wooden Pillow Creek stagnates.

Xiao Jin: "Hahahaha."

Wooden Pillow Creek also laughed, and the laughter spread far away.

The car was parked at the foot of the mountain, and Wooden Pillow Creek folded the wet umbrella and put it on the ground in the back seat. She bent over and turned her back to Xiao Jin. As soon as she put it away, she felt a force coming from behind and pushed her up. After slapping her back, Wooden Pillow Creek didn't stand still, and knelt down and rushed in.

Wooden Pillow Stream: "!!"

Xiao Jin followed and crawled in and squeezed her into the corner.

Wooden Pillow Stream: "???"

Muxianxi's car was an ordinary sedan. She was tall and long-legged, and she was very aggrieved in her seat. What shocked her even more was Xiao Jin's actions now.

Xiao Jin closed the back door, and with a bang, Muxianxi's heart thumped.

"You..." She swallowed hard, "What do you want to do?"

"It's not what I want to do now, it's what you have to do. I already have a name." Xiao Jin said with a smile.