Wear it quickly and don’t mess with the cutie

Seeing that no one was moving, he stood there stupidly, glared and said harshly: "Let's go, what are you doing standing there in a daze?"

Qiao Muxi put her phone in her pocket and walked slowly towards the toilet door without even looking at her, as if she didn't hear it.

The woman snorted and slammed the door.

In the corridor, walk along the memory lane to the second floor upstairs.

Qiao Muxi recited the memories over and over again in her heart. I wanted to go to the second floor to record the information and bring it to the archives department.

Thinking about this all the time, he walked around a corner and suddenly hit his head on a hard wall.

"Hmm..." He held his sore forehead with his palms, and a trace of physiological water vapor escaped from the corners of his eyes.

She took a moment and wondered why there was a wall here. She frowned in pain and raised her watery eyes slightly.

A handsome man with a pale complexion, his face made even more pale by the black body, but his face was abnormally flushed. He stared at Qiao Muxi with a nervous grin on his lips.

"Are you okay?", the low and sinister voice said, bending slightly and putting his hand in the air, trying to make contact but stopped suddenly.

There is some redness somewhere, she is so delicate, her eyes not only turn red but also become wet when touched.

"No, it's okay." Qiao Muxi rubbed his forehead, blinked and looked at the man staring at him.

"Are you the nurse here?" Seeing that she was fine, he put down his hand hanging in the air and asked.

If my job was a hospital, I would come to the hospital every day.

"Yes, do you need any help?" Qiao Muxi's eyes glowed, and the pain on her forehead disappeared instantly.

The patients in the hospital need help, and the opportunity comes to help others as an angel in white.

Could it be that I'm lost?

She was finally going to experience the joy of helping others, and her eyes shone with excitement.

"No," her bright and bright smile stung him like a bat in the night, illuminating the darkness where he was.

Then the man looked at her deeply, said, "It's nothing," and hurried away with a tight mouth.

Qiao Muxi stared at his back and blinked, reluctant to let go. The opportunity of the angel in white was missed like this.

Returning to the psychiatric department, Qiao Muxi gently opened the door and stuck her head in.

She was spotted by a busy person sitting in the department and waved to her without raising her head.

"Mu Xi, come on, come in." When Qiao Mu Xi walked over, he picked up the report on the table and handed it to her, "give it to the archives."

Qiao Muxi obediently picked up the report and sent it to the archives room. The people in the archives room checked it and let her go.

After that, no one called her until after get off work, when she was informed that she could leave after get off work.

She left happily.

The place I live in in my memory is a rented house not far away. It takes about 20 minutes to walk. I go straight west and then turn around.

The original owner specially found a place to live close to his workplace so that he could go home and rest early after a hard day.

After coming out of the hospital, I walked slowly along the street.

Qiao Muxi was attracted by the small stalls on the street shouting to buy fried skewers. This was not a very prosperous city. After get off work, there would be stalls on the roadside.

People buy fried skewers, balloons for children to play with, and eat outdoors in larger stores, with fireworks everywhere.

There are usually small stalls to buy pancakes in the morning, but the original owner didn’t have time to eat and bought them on the way.

The aroma of fried skewers emanating from the stall was very fragrant. When she walked up to the stall, the aunt at the stall enthusiastically asked her which one she wanted.

After thinking about it, I randomly picked two that were strung together.

"This?" The aunt picked it up and pointed at it and asked

He nodded and hummed slightly.

"Little girl, take it, be careful to iron it." After frying, the aunt wrapped a bag and put it in and handed it to her, and warned her to iron it.

"Thank you", Qiao Muxi took it and thanked her.

"Come here often, little girl." After walking away, the aunt did not forget to greet Qiao Muxi. This little girl seemed to be quiet and polite, and everyone liked her.