be safe

A suspicious thought came to Huang Jiao's mind, and she blurted out, "You haven't lost your memory?"

Xiao Jin smiled lightly, noncommittal.

Huang Jiao felt weird, and she was slightly different from the first time she met her, but she couldn't tell what was different, since she was not very familiar with her after all.

Xiao Jin looked at her sincerely, her tone was clearly a request, but it felt like she couldn't refuse: "Sister Huang, don't tell anyone, including my cousin, what happened between me and you today."

Huang Jiao's face was troubled.

It's okay not to tell others, and she's not a big mouther, but if she doesn't tell her cousin, she won't feel at ease.After all, Xiao Jin was introduced by her cousin, got into a car accident, and has such a big thing as amnesia...

Seeing her embarrassment, Xiao Jin took out her mobile phone, found Lu Ling's number in the address book under Huang Jiao's eyes, and dialed it.

"Cousin, where are you? On a business trip? There is something I want to tell you." Xiao Jin downplayed the big thing and said, "I accidentally got scratched while driving two days ago. I'm fine. Don't worry, you're busy. No need to come back, Sister Huang took care of me for two days, yes, Sister Huang Jiao..."

Xiao Jin finally gave the phone to Huang Jiao, Huang Jiao and Lu Ling said a few words, and finally let go of this heart completely.

Xiao Jin put away her mobile phone, nodded to Huang Jiao, and thanked her in a gentle tone: "I'm sorry, Miss Huang."

Huang Jiao waved her hand: "No trouble, no trouble."

"I'll treat you to dinner with my cousin some other day." Xiao Jin looked up at the sky and said goodbye politely, "Sister Huang, I still have something to do, I'm leaving first."

Huang Jiao didn't know that she had real amnesia or fake amnesia, so she asked concerned: "Where are you going?"

Xiao Jin replied: "Go back to where I live."

"be careful."

"I will."

Huang Jiao didn't speak any more, and watched her back, full of doubts in her heart.

Is this amnesia?Still no amnesia?Also, what is the relationship between her and the blind date?

Xiao Jin went to the side of the road to wait for the car. She originally wanted to use the taxi app like Muzhenxi, but she just took out her phone, but put it back, looking at the busy traffic in front of her, like looking at an old friend she hasn't seen for a long time.

The tears in Muzhenxi's eyes when she got up just now, unexpectedly appeared in front of her eyes again.

Xiao Jin looked lost, and stood in a daze.

Until a taxi stopped by the side of the road, the driver lowered the window and asked her where she was going. Xiao Jin opened the rear door neatly, sat down, and articulated: "Jingtai Garden."

This is the address she wrote down before deleting the intermediary contact information.

Muzhenxi's determination to send her away was too strong, Xiao Jin just took this opportunity to go back and see what clues there were in that house.She did remember something, the scene of the car accident that day.

The small truck rushing out suddenly, the violent impact, the blood in the field of vision, and...

The hoarse cry of Sleeper Creek.

Xiao Jin pinched her palm with her nails, and quietly looked out the window at the receding building.

The driver parked the car at the entrance of the community. Xiao Jin was not yet proficient in electronic payment, so she habitually went to take out her wallet, only to find that there was a pile of banknotes in it at some point, and it was stuffed in the wallet.

Xiao Jin's fingers lightly slid across the stack of money, her eyes flashed with warmth, and the lines of her face softened. Then she closed the wallet again, took out her mobile phone, and paid step by step under the driver's guidance and faint impatience. Pay for the car, push the door and get off.

There were access control and keys in the bag, Xiao Jin entered the community without any hindrance, looked around the surrounding environment unhurriedly, and found the building she lived in following the building signs.The current community is much more advanced than the previous one. Xiao Jin recalled Muzhenxi's previous actions, swiped the elevator card, and pressed the floor.

Thirty floors.

Two households per ladder saved Xiao Jin the time of going door to door.

The door of the house she rents is also electronically locked, with double insurance of fingerprints and digital passwords. The fingerprints are okay, but she doesn't know the password.

Xiao Jin stood at the door for a while, her gaze slowly settled down, and she pressed her lips together to type in a string of numbers, Muzhenxi's birthday.

891014.

She stared at the light on the door lock without blinking.

The indicator light turns from red to green, and it is on.

A slight smile flashed across Xiao Jin's eyes.

She opened the door, stepped in, and turned on the lamp on the wall, illuminating the huge living room.

Compared with the simple but warmly furnished small two-bedroom house in Muzhenxi, which is obviously popular, this house looks extraordinarily empty and cold.The color tone is mainly gray and white, because no one has lived in it for a week, there is a thin layer of gray on the floor and coffee table.

Xiao Jin took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet in the hallway and put them on, glanced at the withered lily in the vase on the dining table, and walked towards the closed door in front of her.

Pushing it away, what came into view was a big bed. The whole room was not so clean and simple as it was deserted. Apart from the bed, there was nothing extra.

There was a book thicker than a brick on the bedside table. Xiao Jin stepped forward and roughly flipped through it. It was all in English. Her English in high school was already very good, so she roughly recognized it as a book on comparative literary theory written by an American scholar. The book also has a lot of annotations in English, which should be her own handwriting.

Nothing of value was found in the room, so Xiao Jin opened the door of the study next to the bedroom, raised her eyes and was startled.

Compared with the bedroom, this study room is like a place where one person lives. There are sofas, blankets, and floor lamps. A thick wool carpet is laid under the sunny window of the study room. There is a lazy sofa in the corner. Not far away It is a bookshelf that occupies an entire wall, and the desk is larger than ordinary desks. Apart from the computer, there are several books spread out. The computer screen is dark, but the mouse indicator light is on, obviously still in standby mode.

She is not a lazy person, so it is not difficult to infer that she used the computer before going out that day, read those books, and may plan to come back and continue reading.

Xiao Jin turned on the computer screen, because she had to enter the password to unlock it because she had been on standby for too long, this time she did not hesitate to enter the same number as the door lock, and the screen unlocked as expected, and an article was opened on the desktop, writing Half of the thesis: "Comparison and Research on Romantic Thought Trends in China and Britain in the Perspective of Modernity".

Xiao Jin didn't touch those books, but flipped through the information in the computer, and gained a preliminary understanding of the current job.

She moved her eyes down, fell into the desk drawer, and found a file bag on the top. She opened it, pulled out the paper inside, read it word by word, and found that it was the letter of appointment from Lincheng University.

Xiao Jin put the documents aside and continued to rummage through the boxes.

***

After Muzhenxi sent Xiao Jin away, he returned home in a daze, closed the door, locked it, and the "click" sounded the same as before, and now it sounded a little empty.

Muzhenxi stood at the door and took a breath, changed his shoes step by step, took off his bag and hung it on the floor-to-ceiling hanger by the door, poured water to drink, went into the kitchen, heated up the leftover dishes at noon, and sat alone at the dining table Eat your meals slowly.

The image of Xiao Jin buying her ice cream today lingers in her mind.

Muzhenxi sighed deeply, put down his chopsticks, walked quickly into the study, sat down at the desk, turned on the computer, put the tablet in front of him, rested his left hand on the keyboard, and held the pressure-sensitive pen in his right.

She closed her eyes, then opened them again, with no distractions, her fingers moved slightly, and then the tip of the pen flew fast.

A youthful and beautiful girl in a high school uniform appeared on the paper.

Muzhenxi stared at the screen intently, and the time passed by every minute.

The setting sun is like gold, and there are large fluffy white clouds floating in the sky. The sunset glow reflects the clear warm yellow of the sky. A girl in school uniform in front of the canteen walks over with one hand in her coat pocket, tilts her head, and looks at the The camera bit his lip and smiled slightly, holding a strawberry-flavored ice cream in his hand and passing it forward.

Muzhenxi leaned in front of the desk, with a smile on his lips that he hadn't noticed, and carefully outlined the girl's eyes with a brush, a pair of eyes that were as gentle as lake water and could talk.

Muxiuxi moved her gaze from the center of the computer to the lower right corner, and she has been sitting there for three hours since she came in.She rubbed her face and let out a long sigh of relief. The depression in her heart was almost relieved. She signed the signature and date on the picture and posted it on Weibo.

She has a Weibo, which was registered very early. It was originally to share some drawings. She didn't hide it too much. She used her own initials for her nickname. After the game in her hand became popular, she was picked out as the main beauty, and a large number of new fans poured in. Up to now, there are 10,000+ fans.This is her personal Weibo, and she never mentions games, so it's pretty clean.

【I hope you will always be strawberry flavored】

Muzhenxi lowered his eyes, edited the text peacefully, paused with his fingertips, thought about adding a ten-year tag, and sent it.

I didn't care about the comments in the comment area, this was for her to see, and it was also a way for her to relieve stress.After today, maybe she can really let go.

Muzhenxi smiled, turned off the computer, massaged her sore right wrist with her left hand, and her gaze fell on a thing next to the computer that was covered by a red silk cloth. When Xiao Jin came, she covered it on purpose.

The relaxed and relieved smile faded from her eyes, she pinched the corner of the silk cloth with her fingers, and slowly opened it.

It was a photo frame, a kind and kind old lady, and a tall, thin girl with a bright smile in a washed-out school uniform standing next to the old lady.It's just that the regulation of this photo frame is too different from the usual ones, its height is much higher than its width, as if part of it has been deliberately cut off.

Muzhenxi's fingers touched the old man's face through the cold glass, and the eyes were hot, and he murmured: "Grandma."

***

Xiao Jin sat on the floor of the study with absent-minded eyes. In front of her were all kinds of things that had been dug out from the drawers. They had everything, but nothing about Muzhenxi.

These ten years... what happened? !

Xiao Jin clenched her fists, her breathing was short, and there was a desire to roar in her heart, and she couldn't wait to find a vent.

The phone in her pocket vibrated, Xiao Jin came back to her senses, exhaled heavily, took it out and looked at it numbly, it was a reminder from Weibo that she paid special attention to, she clicked in.

MZX891014:

[#十年# I hope you will always be strawberry [picture]]

Xiao Jin couldn't understand what kind of application this was, but he recognized who this person was in an instant.

Her breathing was stagnant, tears almost filled her eyes, and then her heart beat violently.

Xiao Jin got up from the ground in embarrassment, and staggered towards the door.