Stay safe (GL)

【wuxiax.com】Mobile reading website wuxiax.com If you like it, share it

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 layout is not so clear and simple as it is deserted. Apart from the bed, there is nothing superfluous.

There was a book thicker than a brick on the bedside cabinet. 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 literature written by an American scholar. The theory 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 dissertation: "Comparison and Research on Chinese and British làng Romanticism 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 young girl in a high school uniform appeared vividly 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 and warm yellow color of the sky. The girl in school uniform in front of the canteen walks over with one hand in her coat pocket, tilts her head, and rushes to the store. Biting his lips while looking at the camera, he held up a strawberry-flavored ice cream in his hand and passed 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.

【wuxiax.com】Mobile reading website wuxiax.com If you like it, share it