Don't Come Ill (MTL)

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After Yin Xiaoli sent her the link, she didn't forget to tease her badly: "According to me, you have such a big beauty in your family. What little props do you buy? No matter how good the props are, they are not as good as a real person. It's nice to be able to touch the temperature."

Muzhenxi returned her words to her and said solemnly: "I also warn you, don't joke with me anymore."

Yin Xiaoli stuck out her tongue on the other end of the phone and closed her mouth in a weird manner.

Yin Xiaoli: "I'm busy, please call me again if you have something to do."

Wooden Sleeper Creek: "Yeah."

The two hung up the phone, Muzhenxi clicked on the purchase links that Yin Xiaoli had sent her, flipped through the descriptions and comments, and added two items to the shopping cart without placing an order.

She has a little resistance to this, and she doesn't plan to use it when she is not a last resort. Let's wait and see the changes for a while, if she can't control the frequency of spring dreams, she will try again.

There is no other way, Mu Zhenxi thought, deleted the name of the small item in the search bar, typed the word "Buddha", and then a series of manuscripts popped up. She picked up a few and placed an order. , Will be there in two days.

At any rate, there was a countermeasure. Muzhenxi ignited the car, holding the steering wheel, and drove towards the company to be interviewed.

While reading a book, Xiao Jin waited patiently until three o'clock in the afternoon, when the interview at Muzhenxi began, she got up from the desk and quickly walked into the study room. She didn't rush to get the key, but first took a picture of the desk with her mobile phone. Zhang Zhao. Then he dragged the stool, stepped on it and touched the key. The location of the key was also kept in mind, so as not to find something wrong when Muzhen Creek came back.

Crouching in front of the drawer, Xiao Jin's hands trembled uncontrollably, calmed down, exhaled, and slowly opened the lock.

On the top is the photo frame that Xiao Jin saw from the crack of the door that night.

Facing up, Xiao Jin wiped his hands on the trouser legs before carefully holding out the photo frame that was far from the normal specifications.

Inside is a photo of one old and one young. The old lady is sitting on a chair with a loving face and a little restrained towards the camera. Her hands are cramped on her knees. Standing beside her is tall and thin, dressed in washing clothes. The granddaughter with a bright smile in a whitish school uniform.

Mu Zhenxi hung one hand on her side, but the other was nowhere to be seen. Only Xiao Jin knew that her hand was behind her grandma and she was holding hands.

There were originally three people in this cropped photo.

She, Muzhenxi, and grandmother.

On the summer vacation at the end of the first year of high school, Muzhenxi was successfully promoted to the experimental class. Xiao Jin had previously made an agreement with her that if she could be admitted to the experimental class, she would have to take herself to her home. After the scores were announced and the latest class quota was released, Muzhenxi fulfilled the agreement and took her to her home. She and her grandmother live in an old tube building. The bedroom and kitchen together are not as big as Xiao Jin's cloakroom alone. There is no separate bathroom. You have to go to the public bathroom at the end of the corridor to take a shower or go to the bathroom.

Mu Zhenxi was worried, and kept paying attention to whether she showed disgust.

Xiao Jin is really not used to it, especially the strange smell in the corridor, but her good education allows her to deal with everything calmly, at least not to show it in front of others, especially the person in front of her who is still her favorite. But soon, her attention was attracted by other things, a small photo album in the drawer by the bedside of Wooden Sleeper Creek.