Yin Xiaoli was very disappointed: [That's it?]

Xiao Jin:【It's like this】

She continued to type: [I have something to ask you for help]

Yin Xiaoli immediately sat upright: [You said]

***

Mu Zixi leaned against the bedside in a daze. He opened the notification bar of his phone and looked at it. Xiao Jin did not send her another message. The time above showed that it was seven o'clock in the evening. She was so hungry that she couldn't stand it. She got out of bed and put on her shoes, went to the kitchen to get frozen dumplings, and stared at the boiling water in the pot.

I had just seen it in the morning, and just twelve hours away, Mu Zhixi's mind was full of Xiao Jin. She seemed to be a drug that was strictly forbidden to touch, and she would become addicted to it once. Mu Zhixi, who originally wanted to proceed step by step, was shocked that because of such a small episode, she didn't know how to deal with herself.

The emotional defense line is on the verge of collapse. No, it should be said that her heart has never belonged to her and has always been with Xiao Jin. But she is not rationally prepared to accept Xiao Jin a decade later.

She had never loved someone like I love Xiao Jin, nor had she ever received such deep pain from anyone, and even woke up from a nightmare with tears in her face in the middle of the night, covering her chest with pain and breathlessness.

Every time she breathed, the pain in her chest would become sharper, like a knife. She once wondered whether she had a heart attack in the heart-wrenching pain, otherwise how could the pain be so real.

Xiao Jin did not take it seriously when the breakup came out of his mouth, and Mu Zhenxi did not take it seriously. She thought Xiao Jin was just going to be angry for a long time, so she took a step back and said that even if she didn't want herself, she wouldn't be able to watch her grandmother lying on the hospital bed and never come to see her.

Mu Zhenxi even went to her house to find her several times and rang the doorbell of her house, but no one responded. Mu Zhenxi had to go back to the hospital and concentrate on taking care of her grandmother, but she didn't expect that she would leave.

After dealing with her grandmother's funeral in a daze, Mu Zhenxi returned to school to class, looked at the empty seat beside her and bit her lips and sighed. She ran to Xiao Jin's house to find someone, but she was still turned away. She began to write letters to Xiao Jin, writing letters one by one, apologizing sincerely to her, giving in to her, not quarreling again, and promised her that she would study hard. At first, she spoke calmly, but later she begged humbly and begging her to come back.

She couldn't stand it anymore after 12 days of the college entrance examination. During the break, she pulled a classmate and whispered to her whereabouts of Xiao Jin.

The classmate looked surprised: "Xiao Jin has gone abroad, don't you know?" Mu Zhenxi is the closest person to Xiao Jin in the class. Doesn't she know?

The wooden pillow stream was struck by lightning. She grabbed the life-saving straw and tightly clamped her classmate's arm: "You, what did you say? Say it again!"

The classmate was frightened by her red eyes and went out in fear and struggled: "She really went abroad. If you don't believe me, please ask others."

Mu Zhenxi didn’t believe in evil, and asked each classmate one by one, and they all got the same answer.

Mu Zhenxi sat in her seat, and was instantly drained from her soul, her limbs were cold, and her heart felt like someone had cut a hole with a sharp blade, and her heart was flowing aimlessly.

The math teacher assigned the papers to the first row of each group and passed them from front to back. The classmates in the front row of Muzixi turned their heads and handed her the test papers. They saw her terrible white lips. Then they slowly set off like the camera in the movie. Muzixi fell down from her seat, knocking her head on the floor tiles, and a thud.

The tables and chairs were ringing, and all the classmates surrounded them.

After lying in the school infirmary for a long time, Mu Zixi woke up slowly and returned to the classroom with the bandage on his head.

Then, he failed the college entrance examination and left Lin Cheng and left.

She hadn't given up completely yet and kept writing letters back.

On Teacher's Day on the fourth year after the breakup, on Xiao Jin's birthday, Mu Zixi took a day off. He used the cosmetics borrowed by Yin Xiaoli to paint light makeup on the tutorial online, and waited at home from morning to dusk, and waited until the sun rose again.

Mu Zhixi took out the photo of her, grandmother and Xiao Jin from the frame, cut off Xiao Jin with tears, and burned it with a lighter, like a silent funeral. The moment the flames came up, Mu Zhixi squatted on the ground, hugged her knees and cried bitterly.

For the love she buried with her own hands.

...

Mu Zhenxi slowly walked to the study room and stared at her and her grandmother's figures in the photo frame. Her originally swaying mood suddenly calmed down. Xiao Jin's reappearance, who can be sure whether it was a gift from God or another catastrophe for her?

The broken mirror reunites, and in the end, if she repeats the same mistake, she will no longer be able to bear it again.

The difference between them still exists, and the breakup was not entirely due to accidental mistakes. Even if Mu Zhenxi deliberately forgot that period of exhaustion, those hysterical and mercilessly hurtful words were like sharp swords, which had already left an indelible mark in her heart.

"Grandma..." Mu Zhixi's heart gradually became cold, but there was a trace of flame inside that jumped unwillingly. She stroked the old man's kind face, and her voice was slightly hoarse, "Can you tell me what should I do?"

***

Yin Xiaoli accepted Xiao Jin's request, and at the same time she did not want to indirectly criticize the relationship between them, and was very dissatisfied with the answer she got.

Xiao Jin could only give her a helpless expression.

Yin Xiaoli always felt that she had forgotten something important until the end of the Spring Festival holiday, when she set foot on the road back to Lincheng and went to work normally. Due to nature, her unit had to send someone to the post office every week. Yin Xiaoli sat in the work station, looked at the colleague, slapped her thighs and remembered.

She quickly left the office, and didn't even send a message, so she called Xiao Jin directly.

Xiao Jin happened to be not in class, so he wrote a paper in his study at home, and smiled and started: "What's wrong?"

Yin Xiaoli breathed rapidly and kept saying: "Believe! Believe and believe!"

Xiao Jin was confused: "What do you believe it or not?"

Yin Xiaoli was almost crazy and said, "Ahhhh, it's just a letter! Mu Zixi wrote you a letter! Have you received it?"

Xiao Jin was confused and said, "No, I am basically abroad, how can I receive the letter?"

Yin Xiaoli didn't say anything.

Xiao Jin was anxious: "What did she write and where did she send it?"

Yin Xiaoli punched the wall with his fist: "I know!" Mu Zixi's letters were written in vain. After that, "Wait, I suddenly remembered that there was no address on the envelope she saw last time, and maybe she didn't send it at all."

Yin Xiaoli pinched her eyebrows and said, "I'm so excited. I just saw our colleague going to the post office and I instantly thought of this and couldn't wait to tell you."

Xiao Jin wanted to get more details from her, so after asking a few questions, Yin Xiaoli said guiltily: "Actually, I saw one, but..." She paused, "She said a few words at that time, do you want to listen?"

Xiao Jin took a deep breath and said, "You said."

Yin Xiaoli said slowly: "I asked her who the letter was sent to. She replied, "A person who may not care about her, but she has not given up yet. She wants to... wait for you again." Her eyes suddenly became a little wet, and she whispered to Xiao Jin, "She has waited for you, and has waited for you for four years in hopelessness, but you have not appeared."

Four years...

turn out to be……

Xiao Jin raised his hand and pressed his chest, raised his face and took a few breaths, held back the heat in his eyes, and said softly: "I understand."

Yin Xiaoli said: "If you really plan to recover her, please be more patient."

Xiao Jin only had a depressed breathing sound, and after a while, he even said "um" even lower.

After hanging up Yin Xiaoli's phone call, Xiao Jin pressed his forehead against the cold wall and gasped. After a long time, she raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, clicked Mu Zixi's number from her mobile phone address book, hesitated for a second before dialing, and sent her a text message. In the past few days, Mu Zixi has returned to her previous state. The two occasionally met in a cafe, neither close nor alienated.

Xiao Jin: [Have you written a letter to me?]

Mu Zixi paused his left hand on the keyboard, picked up the phone with the screen on the desktop, and looked at the words lying quietly on the screen, and couldn't come back to his senses for a while. Her right hand holding the pen stopped, holding the phone with both hands, as if she didn't seem to be like this, and she couldn't bear the weight of a small phone.

Mu Zixi briefly replied to a word: [Yes]

Xiao Jin's eyelashes were wet, and his fingers were shaking uncontrollably: [I didn't receive them, I'm sorry]

Mu Zixi gritted his teeth: [It doesn't matter, it's all in the past]

As he said that, he immediately locked the screen of his phone and put it aside.

The Corgi girl got up and poured water, took a look here accidentally, and was stunned. Did she read it wrong? The boss was actually crying?

She was instantly panicked.

Mu Zixi noticed her movements, smeared her hands on her face, and hurried out of the office.

Xiao Jin slid down weakly against the wall, buried his face in his knees, and threw his cell phone on the floor.

The brain tried to figure out a clear idea in the chaotic message, but was wrapped in more things, which was useless. Xiao Jin wanted to yell, scream, and vent everything, but in the end he just turned into a mechanical murmur and repeated word: "Faith."

Where are the letters? Where did the letters Mu Zhenxi sent her go?!

A trace of inspiration seemed to flash in his mind. When he wanted to grab it, he slipped away from his fingers. Xiao Jin smashed the wall hard and shouted uncontrollably.

The phone on the floor sang the incoming call ringtone.

Xiao Jin rushed over irritably. Seeing that it was Xiao’s mother Lu Xiaojun’s call, the anger in her heart rose to the peak. She picked it up, without saying anything, only the heavy breathing sound of a dying beast.

Lu Xiaojun was startled when she heard her voice and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Jin's voice was as dark as a ghost, and he said coldly: "You'd better find me if you have something to do."

Lu Xiaojun carefully got to the point: "That's right. I'm not planning to sell the house in Lincheng? It's almost done. I came to take a look today and found something. You might want to take a look."

Xiao Jin said coldly: "What?"

Lu Xiaojun said: "There is a letter from Mu Zhengxi in our mailbox downstairs." After pausing for a few seconds, she added, "A lot."

letter……

Xiao Jin, who was slow to catch this word, suddenly opened his eyes wide, rolled and crawled out of the door, and shouted at the phone while pressing the elevator button wildly: "Don't move those letters!" Her voice was hoarse, her eyes were red, and the threatening voice turned into a begging, "Mom, please don't move them."

When Lu Xiaojun heard her approaching collapse, guilt drowned her heart, shed tears, and agreed to her softly: "I didn't move, I won't move, I won't move, I won't move anything, I'll give it to you when you come back."

"Thank you, thank you." Xiao Jin sucked his nose and said, "I'll go back now. Please... please keep those letters, which are very important to me."

Xiao Jin returned to Lincheng from abroad for the first time only ten years ago. After returning home, he found that everything about Muzhengxi was ruined by his parents. He slammed the door and left, and never stepped into this place again.

Xiao Jin stepped into the building and glanced at the iron mailbox on the first floor. Now few people can write letters, and it basically became a decoration. But in high school, it was not the case. Xiao Jin ordered several magazines such as science and nature, and they would be delivered to the mailbox regularly. The aunt at home would check the mailbox regularly and send the magazines to Xiao Jin upstairs.

Lu Xiaojun had already opened the door. Looking at her daughter who appeared silent at the door, she took a step back, pointed to Xiao Jin's bedroom, and whispered: "The letter has been put on your desk."

Xiao Jin wanted to say thank you, but she got stuck in her throat and couldn't say anything. She nodded to Lu Xiaojun, quickly walked into the bedroom, and closed the door.

Xiao Jin leaned his back against the door, and at this moment she had almost no courage to read the letters on the table. She took a deep breath and finally walked slowly towards the desk.

Mu Zhenxi really wrote a lot of letters to her, one by one, arranged on the table from left to right in chronological order. It was probably organized by Lu Xiaojun, and the envelope was stamped with a date.

The earliest date of the letter was May 10, 2008. Because of the age of time, the letter paper had changed color. Mu Zixi wrote to her: "Grandma has been sleeping longer and longer recently. Do you have time to see her?"

On May 13, 2008, Mu Zhixi wrote to her in a letter: "I didn't mean to break up with you that day. I just don't want you to work so hard. I feel sorry for you. After you said that you broke up, I shamefully had the idea of ​​going with the flow, because you were too tired with me. I apologized to you, can we make up?"

Xiao Jin's fingernails were deeply trapped in his palms, and suddenly he grabbed the edge of the table and supported himself to sit down on the chair slowly.
To be continued...