Mu Zhixi didn't say much after she said that she had broken up, but just told her to pay more attention to rest after she got home.

In a rage, Xiao Jin could not realize the suspiciousness of Mu Zhixi, and even smashed all the things he could get on her. Mu Zhixi took it silently before leaving sadly.

Xiao Jin is not a fool. After returning home, he carefully read the whole story and details of the quarrel in his mind, and then he realized that Mu Zhenxi did not mean that after coming over.

Xiao Jin has a young lady's temper. Although she is gentle and polite outside, she is a good student in the eyes of the teacher, a good student in the eyes of the students, and even a sensible and caring little cotton jacket in front of her parents. But she is just a little sensible and caring cotton jacket in front of Mu Zixi. She often loses her temper because of various trivial matters, and can't find the tutoring book in the wrong place, and she goes out for a few minutes, goes to bed late at night, and so on. It is obviously not about Mu Zixi's affairs, but she can always find the reason to rely on her. Mu Zixi is very gentle and patient with her. No matter what Xiao Jin does, she is indulging in her face. Xiao Jin sometimes feels that she is too much. She reads books on love and says that in the relationship between two people, one party cannot always indulge one party and the other party is unscrupulous, otherwise it will cause a crisis. But Xiao Jin can't control it, probably because she is so-called being petty and being fearless.

She lay on the bed, with her calf resting on the wooden pillow and streaming legs, and read to her something that Wang Xiaobo wrote: "I will give you my whole soul, along with his quirks, tantrums, and a thousand bad habits. It is really annoying, there is only a little good, I love you."

Mu Zixi gave her leg massage. Under Xiao Jin's influence, she also read the book. She was impressed by Wang Xiaobo's classic words and asked: "Are you talking about yourself?"

"Yes." Xiao Jin said nervously, "Is my temper very bad? Will you hate me in the future?"

Mu Zixi paused and said seriously: "I don't have a bad temper and I won't hate you. I like you too much."

Xiao Jin's heart was full of sweetness, but she deliberately raised her face and kicked her calves gently in her arms, saying, "A liar."

Mu Zixi said, "It's true, I swear." She raised her hand, pointed at the sky with three fingers together.

Xiao Jin underestimated: "I don't believe it."

"Prove it to me." She looked at the wooden pillow stream leisurely, as if a hunter was looking at her prey, with dangerous eyes and meaningfulness.

Muzhaixi: "…"

She was stunned and her two hands that were massaged by Xiao Jin stopped completely. She curled up clumsyly, relaxed, and tightened her tightly. She was so anxious that her eyes were almost red, and her heart was full of hot love, but she didn't know how to please her lover.

After a while, she asked, "How to prove it?"

Xiao Jin couldn't bear it and said, "You might as well be stupid."

Mu Zixi: "Ah?"

Xiao Jin then stood up, raised his hand and hurriedly hooked Mu Zhixi's neck, and took the initiative to kiss her lips.

Kissed for a long time.

Lips are split, panting.

Mu Zixi finally understood and his eyes lit up: "I understand, you want me to kiss you."

Xiao Jin was angry and embarrassed: "Shut up!"

As he said that, he kicked the wooden pillow stream to the edge of the bed.

Xiao Jin often speaks without restraint when he gets angry. Sometimes, in order to make Mu Zhenxi deliberately say "I don't want you" or "lost you", Mu Zhenxi will show a sad expression. Xiao Jin feels that he is humble, but he feels happy in his heart. The sadder Mu Zhenxi is, the more she cares about herself.

At that time, she became popular all over the country. The lyrics of "I Love You" read: Occasionally I really don't understand you, but who really understands yourself? Often, the intimacy of the two people is proved through hurt.

She said anything excessive to Mu Zhixi, but the word "breakup" is the forbidden area.

But now she had such an idea in impulse. She could no longer remember why she linked Mu Zhixi's words to "breakup", but Xiao Jin knew how big a blow it would be for Mu Zhixi when she said this sentence from her mouth.

Mu Zhenxi was sensitive and inferior. She had originally chosen to be with her and was under pressure from the completely different growth environments of the two, not to mention the messy situation now. She would definitely not defend her misunderstandings and would be unable to defend her anymore, which caused such a situation.

After Xiao Jin thought it through, he wanted to apologize to Mu Zhenxi. But first, she never apologized and needed some mental preparation; second, she had not yet calmed down, and if she had another fight, she would wait until she completely calmed down and the two of them solved the misunderstanding well.

It was at this time that Xiao’s mother, Lu Xiaojun, proposed to take her abroad to disperse her feelings for a few days.

At that time, Mu Zhenxi's grandmother's condition was temporarily under control, but Xiao Jin was not relieved and refused at the beginning. Lu Xiaojun said that their family had not gone out for a long time together. It was rare that she and Xiao's father had time, so she only went out for a few days and came back soon.

Xiao Jin hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and agreed. Before leaving, she specially packed a bag of test papers into her suitcase, intending to take advantage of the travel days to see what questions were helpful to the Muzixi College Entrance Examination.

In her mind, this was just a serious quarrel, no different from every previous quarrel. They would soon make up and have nothing to do with breaking up.

They have deep roots in love with each other, have vowed each other, and are determined. She believes that Mu Zhenxi is waiting for her to return to her. She needs herself and herself.

But she didn't expect that she would never see Mu Zhenxi again. The two words that blurted out became true, and her impulse finally became irreversible.

She didn't dare to ask Muzhixi's real thoughts back then. It was not only a nightmare that trapped Muzhixi for several years, but also countless dreamless dusks in the future.

...

Xiao Jin was in a bad mood. Lu Xiaojun could feel that she was holding the shoulder strap of her bag in both hands and looking nervously at Xiao Jin, who had finally relaxed during this period.

Xiao Jin closed his eyes, breathed a long breath, lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Forget it, it's all over, don't mention this matter again."

Lu Xiaojun knew in her heart that this matter was clearly not over.

She felt more and more regretful.

The atmosphere between the mother and daughter was stiff. Xiao Jin wanted to say something, but his mind was full of bloody past, and he couldn't cheer up and talk to Lu Xiaojun as if nothing had happened. Finally, Lu Xiaojun could only ask Xiao Jin's usual work, how to prepare lessons, and how to teach students, and whether the students were obedient.

Xiao Jin responded a few words, took out his cell phone from his bag, and lit the screen.

Lu Xiaojun stopped talking at the right time.

After going to a restaurant, having a meal that was ignorant, the two of them set off on their way back. The driver took Xiao Jin back to the community first, and Lu Xiaojun said tentatively: "Why sell the house in No. 1 Middle School?"

Since it is not liked by the whole family, it is better to sell it than to keep it.

Xiao Jin shrugged: "You can do whatever you want." Anyway, it was the house they bought.

In that house there are many sweet memories of her and Mu Zixi, as well as the deepest pain in her life. The memories have been left in her heart, and nothing else is important.

Lu Xiaojun said: "Then I will choose a time to go back and find someone to clean up and hang it up with the agency?"

Xiao Jin said: "Yes."

Lu Xiaojun asked: "Do you have anything to go back and get it?"

Xiao Jin looked cold and said, "No. Haven't you all cleaned up about her?"

Lu Xiaojun was embarrassed.

After a while, Lu Xiaojun moved her lips and said guiltily: "Sorry--"

Xiao Jin interrupted her violently and said sternly: "I have said it many times. I don't want to mention this anymore. Can you keep me quiet for a while? Can you?!"

She sat in the back seat, her temples raised with blue veins, and she almost roared like lightning: "You don't know anything at all, don't try to expose my scars to relieve me!"

Lu Xiaojun's eyes were wet and she took out a tissue from her bag and pressed it gently on the corner of her eyes.

Xiao Jin leaned in the seat as if she was exhausted, turned her face to look out the window, her chest was undulating violently. She slowly closed her eyes and tried her best to calm her excitement.

Before getting off the bus, she and Lu Xiaojun apologized for their rudeness just now, and then said in a cold tone: "I hope this is the last time. Everyone can mention her in front of me. You can't mention that back then."

Lu Xiaojun saw her back disappearing from her vision before sighing and said to the driver: "Go back to the hotel."

Xiao Jin was right. She did give her a glimmer of hope to relieve her. She wanted her to face the wound so that she could completely let go. But she still underestimated Xiao Jin's degree of persistence. One year, two years, five years, ten years, every time she mentioned her, she had such a radical reaction, maybe she would not be able to let go in her life.

No, not maybe, it's certain.

Lu Xiaojun closed her eyes tiredly.

Xiao Jin drank some red wine in the evening, walked towards home with one foot deep and one foot shallow. After opening the door, she threw herself on the sofa and stared blankly. After a long time, her neck moved with a soreness and looked at the window of Mu Zixi's house from the bay window.

The lights were dim and there was no light, and Mu Zixi should be asleep.

Wooden pillow stream.

When Xiao Jin thought of this name, the decadent cells were filled with momentum. She sat up on the sofa, took her phone and looked at the time. It was indeed very late at 11:30 in the evening.

Muzhixi's sleep has been very regular recently, so I have to be more regular.

Xiao Jin took a mechanical shower with his body, returned to the bedroom, and put himself in the bed with a hot water bag. He had a dream and dreamed of high school. When he got up, he couldn't remember many details, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

The next morning, she didn't drive to work, so she went to the cafe next to the community like a chance. Last time she met Mu Zixi here. When she walked to the door, she was stunned. Mu Zixi sat in the window inside, and she came again.

Xiao Jin stood at the door for two seconds, stepped in, lit the latte recommended by Muzhixi last time, and then sat on the opposite Muzhixi.

Mu Zhenxi looked up at her without any surprise. I didn't know if she expected her to come or if she saw her in advance like Xiao Jin.

Muzhai Creek Road: "Good morning."

Xiao Jin said: "Good morning." She took off the scarf from her neck and put it on the back of the chair.

Mu Zixi looked up and down at her eyes and smiled gently: "You are also dressed very well today."

Xiao Jin nodded generously: "Thank you."

Muzhaixi Road: "Have you checked out in the coffee?"

Xiao Jin said: "Not yet."

Muzixidao: "I was too busy yesterday and I didn't officially thank you. I'll treat you to this cup to express my feelings."

Xiao Jin smiled: "Okay."

The two were in a cold situation.

Mu Zhenxi ran to see Xiao Jin excitedly yesterday because she said she wanted to go and have a basin of cold water for her mother. When she got back, she had almost eliminated her thoughts. She wanted to thank her for some of her ways, but the most inappropriate one was this.

What was she going to say to Xiao Jin? Thinking of the words she had not said yesterday, Mu Zhenxi was scared and impulsive, and the situation was uncontrollable. Not only would she not be able to step down, but she would also be a kind of harm to Xiao Jin.

Thanks to Xiao Jin's sudden interruption, she had time to think slowly.

"Your coffee." The waiter put the steaming latte from the tray to Xiao Jin's hand.

Xiao Jin pinched the white porcelain spoon with two fingers, stirred the coffee at the bottom of the cup absent-mindedly, supported his chin with one hand, and looked at the street view outside the window.

"Are you worried?"

An inquiry came from front of him.
To be continued...