Chapter 14 Chapter Thirteen The First Snow of This Winter

In September, after completing a series of special reports, Chu Hangsheng finally put Hao Huinan's story on the newspaper. It is her ideal of "planting and raising" to get rich: grow the crops in the field well, and have the agricultural association organize sales; raise the animals in the pen well, and have the poverty alleviation projects to guarantee the purchase; process the goods in the workshop well, and have extra income to subsidize the family ... The village head Hao in the report is really a good village head. She dared to smack the table with the secretary of the town party committee, went to the agricultural technology station to learn grafting by herself, went to the Rural Credit Cooperative to apply for a small loan, and dared to walk from company to company to find projects.She doesn't even have a boyfriend until now, because she spends almost all her spare time in the fields, following the old agronomy to farm...

Mu Xinqing read the newspaper with tongue-tied eyes, and especially emphasized the accent when he read the sentence "No Boyfriend". When he looked up, he saw Zhang Le's green face. "What does he mean?" Zhang Le was furious, "Does he have to let the whole world know that Nan Nan doesn't have a boyfriend?!" Mu Xin coughed violently. "Besides, is it because we Nannan don't have time to fall in love?" Zhang Le asked into the air. "That's because she didn't find the right person..." Mu Xin replied in a low voice. "Nonsense! That's because she hasn't figured out what she should want!" Zhang Le was impassioned, "It's dark under the lights, you know? It's because I'm too close, she can't see me!"

"You're so big and stuck here, she has to be able to pretend she can't see..." Mu Xin held up the newspaper and muttered from behind. "What are you two talking about?" At this time someone interrupted, Mu Xin poked her head, saw Chu Hang coming in with a smile, saw Zhang Le's plaster-like face, and asked, "Why, the case didn't go well?" "It's okay," Zhang Le walked out dejectedly, to make room for the two of them, "I'm off to the police, you guys talk slowly." Looking at the closed door, Chu Hangsheng took out a paper bag from his bag and asked Mu Xin, "What's wrong with him?"

Mu Xin pointed to the newspaper in her hand: "Here, the culprit. You said Hao Huinan didn't have a boyfriend, but you made him look brave like Liu Hulan. He got angry." "When you're angry, go after him. What's the use of guarding the door every night?" Chu Hang shook his head and smiled. Mu Xin didn't understand: "What gatekeeper?" "Doesn't your classmate live alone in the village head's dormitory? It is said that there is a bachelor in the village who often sits at her door and talks to himself while drinking, and even speaks obscenities when he is drunk. Sometimes someone is enthusiastic to take care of it, and sometimes no one cares. When Zhang Le is not out of the police, he will move a stool and sit in front of your classmate, and help her stand for a long time. The bachelor in the middle came twice and was arrested. Zhang Le threatened to go back with a baton, and then he didn't dare to come again." Chu Hangsheng explained.

"How do you know?" Mu Xin's eyes widened. "You think your classmate doesn't know?" Chu Hang laughed again, "Zhang Le is right, your classmate hasn't figured out what she wants—maybe she thinks she understands it, but she doesn't have what she wants She is so strong, but sometimes she is also very fragile. For example, when she hides in the dormitory and cries, when she travels to many units but no one is willing to receive her, when she is misunderstood by the villagers, and when the village committee does not buy it, her only thought is Get out of here, but she forgot that sometimes, for a woman, it is much better to listen to her heart and find someone who can lean on and share this pain and pressure than to fight alone. Maybe, the mood is better, the pressure It's smaller, but it's easier to leave, even if you can't leave, here, it's not like there's no stage at all."

"Why do I hear it in a daze..." Mu Xin laughed. "Because you are stupid, stupid people have stupid blessings, don't worry about no one supporting you." Chu Hang smiled and took out the object in the paper bag - a small blue box with a swan logo familiar to girls on the lid. Open it, yes A pair of bright earrings, Swarovski white desert starlight, Mu Xin had seen in the fashion magazine brought by Meng Yueyue, a simple man-made crystal, better than three-dimensional cut, fashionable style, but not really Expensive and not pretentious. But——Mu Xin looked up at Chu Hangsheng helplessly: "Do you think I have pierced ears? Why did I send earrings?"

"If you don't have one, go make two." Chu Hangsheng looked at the gift he bought again, "I passed by the mall and bought it because I thought it looked good. Don't you like it?" "I like it." Mu Xin smiled, turned her head to see that the office door was indeed closed, and then sat down beside Chu Hangsheng in peace, "But you can't wear jewelry when you are in uniform." "You don't need to wear a uniform on weekends." Chu Hang smiled and pulled Mu Xin into his arms, "I'll go with you to get your ears pierced when I find time."

"Okay." Mu Xin nodded, wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he grabbed his lips and pecked lightly all the way down. The breath on his body was really clean, without the smell of smoke that had been lingering around Yang Qian.Of course, Yang Qian himself does not smoke, but living in the criminal police team who rely on smoking to refresh himself, he is bound to be full of tobacco smoke inside and out... Mu Xin was a little dazed, and couldn't help but compare the two. However, Chu Hangsheng and Yang Qian are different after all: maybe they are also past the age of hunger and thirst, and they won't be like Yang Qian who said "don't be distracted" while kissing vigorously and step by step.Chu Hangsheng just kissed the corner of Mu Xin's lips again, then raised his head, took a closer look at Mu Xin's eyes, smiled, turned around and brought an earring, gestured on Mu Xin's earlobe, and praised as he gestured: "It's so beautiful! "

Mu Xin also smiled: "Are you praising me for being pretty or the earrings for being pretty? Or maybe you're praising yourself for your vision? Well, the gifts are so gorgeous." "I boast that I have good eyesight, and I can see what you wear the most beautifully." Chu Hang's words were really convoluted, but the effect was no less than the sweet words of boys in their twenties.Mu Xin felt that her head to toe was going to be sour like a hawthorn, but it was as sweet as candied fruit. She felt that everything was like a dream—not long after the divorce, new people and new feelings came too fast, so fast that she couldn't remember the past and dare not look forward to the future, she just felt that everything in front of her was unbelievable because of the haste.Of course, she never felt that she had no feelings for Yang Qian, but if the feelings were deep, how could Dreaming fall into the arms of others so quickly?It's only been seven or eight months, the old things have not been sorted out, the scars in her heart will still ache in the dead of night, and the appearance of Chu Hang's voice in the daytime is more like a hallucinogen, forcing her to forget the past. All you need to do is to start from the beginning and be held in the palm of someone's hand, like a innocent little girl... However, how is it possible?

She didn't know whether she didn't believe in herself or the world, or she didn't believe it at all. What kind of "love" in this world is unreserved, regardless of the past, and sincere. She finally asked, "Why me?" Chu Hang was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect her to ask this question. He lowered his head to look carefully into her eyes, and he could clearly see his own reflection in those moist eyes.He even smelled the faint scent of shampoo on her hair, and the fresh air on her cheeks without makeup, lingering, lingering, and it tickled his heart. He only felt that there were many answers to answer, but, Can't find the most accurate sentence.

His fingers stayed on Mu Xin's neckline, subconsciously stroking the shiny silver police badge.He didn't know how to sum up this feeling, and even found out for the first time that being a reporter can be so poor, but he knew very clearly: If the time goes back to ten years ago, they still won't love each other, because it was when she was still just A little girl who has just been admitted to G City to study in college, and he has his ideals, and he will always meet the girl he likes in the process of pursuing his ideals.He didn't feel that he felt sorry for her because he was also divorced. In fact, he was already surprised by her transformation when he met again. Later contact only made this understanding more like a man's relationship with a woman. appreciate.He didn't expect that she would return to her free body, but he knew that if she missed it again, it would be a lifetime of missing her. So, after pondering for a long time, he finally hesitated to answer her: "The aura is more consistent, is it a reason?" Mu Xin laughed out loud, buried her face in his arms, and was out of breath from laughing. Chu Hang smiled and hugged her tightly: "I'm telling the truth." Mu Xin smiled and nodded: "I believe." While laughing, she curled up in Chu Hangsheng's arms to read the newspaper she hadn't finished reading.Chu Hangsheng whispered in her ear explaining the whole story of the birth of those reports, and when he talked about an anecdote about a colleague in the newspaper, the two of them smiled knowingly. It's getting colder, but in this small office, it's warm and cozy. When I saw Yang Qian again, it happened to be the first snow this winter. On a snowy night, Mu Xin finally realized her dream of cooking cabbage noodles on a stove in the ice and snow, and she wanted to make supper for Zhang Le and others in the police station who went to the police station.At around eight o'clock in the evening, guessing that the group of people should be back, Mu Xin got up and went to cook noodles in the small kitchen.When the cooking was almost done, I heard bustling noises outside the door. Mu Xin came out of the kitchen wearing an apron. As soon as he showed his head, he saw several policemen in plain clothes escorting the captured criminal suspects to the interrogation room. There are two people supporting each other, and one of them is walking rotten.It wasn't until they got closer that they could see clearly that Zhang Le was holding his waist and walking with difficulty, and Yang Qian was supporting him. It was also when he recognized Mu Xin standing at the door of the building, Yang Qian stared at her, and when he got closer, his eyes shifted to the apron Mu Xin was wearing.Mu Xin didn't bother to greet him, but asked Zhang Le worriedly: "What's wrong with you?" "Don't mention it, it is said that last time a suspect in the car theft gang ran away for several days and suddenly came home. We went to arrest him when we received the news." Zhang Le thought about the unlucky expression and became more and more entangled, "This Don’t you have to climb over the wall? From the outside, the wall is only one meter high. I said I was good at this since I was a child, so I’ll be the first to climb over the wall, but the result... alas!” Yang Qian answered automatically: "I was the second one to go up the wall. I couldn't turn on the flashlight when I went up, so I had to climb up the wall and shout in a low voice. I said, Zhang Le, how is your place? But no one answered me. I waited for a long time. Someone opened the courtyard door over there, and then I saw him come out clutching his waist..." "Did you fall?" Mu Xin looked at Zhang Le. "Can you not fall?" Zhang Le gritted his teeth, "Damn it, the wall looks very short from the outside, but I didn't expect the fuel inside to be more than three meters high." "Ahem," Mu Xin wanted to laugh, but choked on saliva, so she turned around and went back to the room in embarrassment, coughing and laughing, "Hurry up and eat noodles." The hot noodles just out of the pot, on this snowy night, filled the entire duty room with the aroma of pork ribs. A group of young men who were about to freeze to jerky in the cold wind did not see anyone, and when they saw a basin full of noodles, they almost jumped on them collectively.After finally waiting for Mu Xin to bring the bowl, he served it up in a hurry, "Hulu Hulu" couldn't even talk, occasionally he could only hear Zhang Le shouting anxiously, "Don't grab it, don't grab it, save some for the wounded" ...It wasn't until the bottom of the bowl of noodles that even the remaining noodle soup was about to be scooped up that someone raised his head and sighed with satisfaction: "It's delicious!" The second person put down the bowl and smacked his lips: "Why does our criminal police team honor women as midnight snacks..." The third person complained: "Sister Mu, you put too little meat, you need more ribs." Mu Xin answered with a smile while cleaning up the bowl: "This ribs are still left over from lunch, and I put them all in the pot for you." The fourth person patted his stomach contentedly: "I am so happy to have meat..." The fifth one is Zhang Le, he turned his head to look at Yang Qian's dazed face, opened his mouth, but kept the words in his stomach, the rest of the people saw it, but they couldn't say what they wanted to say, one after another He left the duty room under the pretext of interrogation.Mu Xin looked at a group of deserters with a half-smile, and walked towards the kitchen with a bowl of dishes.After walking a few steps, the basin in his hand was picked up by someone.Mu Xin looked at those familiar hands, without even raising her head, she just said "thank you". "Are you okay?" While washing the dishes, Mu Xin heard someone ask behind her. Mu Xin suddenly felt a little bitter, and she answered in a deep voice while washing the dishes: "Is there anything wrong? The mountains and rivers are beautiful here, and people's hearts are simple. When I'm free, I read a book, and the time passes quickly." "Sorry." Mu Xin was stunned. She used to think that she could wait for this sentence. She even thought that as long as there were his words, she would leave the child behind, continue to live with him, and be patient.At that time, she always thought that she would soon be a mother, and no mother would give up her child easily, nor would she casually lose her child's happiness... If it was not forced, which mother would be willing to be a single mother?How desperate is it that she can even deprive any child of the right to see the world? She had never dreamed of that child, whether it was the vague outline, the blurred face, or even the mass of flesh and blood in the operating room, they never entered her dreams.Whenever she thinks of this, she comforts herself. Isn't this a kind of relief for the mother from the child she has never met?But deep in her heart, she thought with strong guilt and despair, this child hates her mother, hates this person who could have become her own mother, and refuses to leave even a grave or a single thought, so this child disappeared for nothing. It's clean, and there will be no intersection with her in the slightest. She is sorry for the child. But today, did someone say "I'm sorry" to her? Tears fell down drop by drop, and fell silently into the sink, Mu Xin was still washing the dishes mechanically, she didn't look up, she didn't even make a sound of sobbing.After a long time, she felt that Yang Qian took a few steps forward and stood behind her where he could touch her when he straightened up, just standing there. Tears flowed more and more, and she finally couldn't help sniffling. The next second, she felt a pair of familiar arms gently wrapping around her waist—like countless times before, but now, she no longer has the strength to respond him. Under the not-too-bright kitchen lights, Mu Xin was washing the dishes as usual, as if she didn't feel the hug at all, nor did she feel the existence of Yang Qian.Yang Qian opened his mouth, wanting to say, "Your mother called me recently", but thinking about the last time the two had quarreled about this matter, they still kept their mouths shut.He stared blankly at the position around his arms for a while, and couldn't bear it for a while—this woman who used to be his wife was much thinner. He remembered how, when she was his wife, "losing weight" had been one of her passions: like all women, she was concerned with her weight gain, her waistline growth.Although he didn't think she was fat at all, and a fleshy woman was more comfortable to hold, but she still paid close attention to the matter of "body".The most exaggerated time, he saw her only stir-fry vegetables and boil white rice porridge for many times in a row, causing him not only no meat to eat, but even the staple food, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and deliberately went up to her while she was washing the dishes. breasts, feeling: "Why have you lost weight recently?" She froze for a moment, then turned her head and asked seriously: "Really?" He stretched his hands into the neckline, kneaded his beloved 75C carefully, and said with pretended regret, "Haven't you noticed that they have shrunk?" As he wished, from the next day, he finally no longer had to live That green, rabbit-like life... But now, in this lonely place, does she still need to lose weight? "Yang Qian, if you have nothing else to do, go home early. The snow is heavy and the road is difficult to walk. Your mother will be worried if she is fighting alone." After washing the last bowl, Mu Xin straightened her waist, only slightly tilted. Turn your head to avoid getting too close to him. "It's only past eight o'clock, it's okay, you—" Yang Qian didn't care, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by her. "You have never been a mother, so you don't understand how a mother feels," Mu Xin said in a calm tone, "The profession of police has no sense of security. If you go back so late on a snowy day, the road is not safe. A mother must be worried." "You're just thinking about her, you're not angry with her now, are you?" Yang Qian asked joyfully with a flash of light in his eyes. Mu Xin looked at Yang Qian wonderingly: "It's two different things at all." "How could it be a two-way thing?" Yang Qian explained anxiously, "Look, my mother is still the same mother. If you are afraid of her, it means that you understand her now, right? You know she is a good person, but she just doesn't speak well. Be careful, we shouldn't make trouble like this..." "No, Yang Qian." Mu Xin turned around and gently pushed Yang Qian away, looking at him fixedly, "I just feel that I don't have my child anymore, and I don't want other mothers to be like me. bear the pain." Yang Qian was stunned. That night, looking at Yang Qian's silent and heavy back, Mu Xin never spoke again.She just watched him from a distance through the glass of the small kitchen as he walked into the yard and drove.Before getting into the car, he held on to the car door and beat his waist, and she remembered that since the last time he was injured, his waist had been uncomfortable, and when the weather was bad, he would have a dull pain, and it was she who covered him with a hot water bottle... But now, she doesn't need to worry about these things anymore. Before going to bed at night, she received a call from Chu Diesheng as usual. He was still thinking about her quilt: "It's cold, is your quilt thick enough?" "It's okay," Mu Xin patted the quilt and let him hear the sound of "poof", "I bought it from the big supply and marketing cooperative next to the branch office, and it cost more than a hundred yuan!" "Why don't I bring you a quilt?" Chu Hang sighed, "It is said that the lowest temperature this winter will be minus 14 to 5 degrees. Does the heating in your police station not work well?" "No need, if it's cold, I can press the multi-functional suit on it," Mu Xin was very satisfied with the thick police uniform, "There is a hat on the multi-functional suit, and I can shrink my head when it's coldest." In the hat, so that the head and nose are covered, so that when you wake up in the morning, even the strands of your hair are cold." She said this easily, and it really hurt in Chu Hang's ears. He gritted his teeth and couldn't help asking: "Can you move to live with me?" "Are you kidding?" Mu Xin smiled openly, "You are in the urban area, and I am in Xiushan. It is so far away. It takes three hours to commute to and from get off work every day. If I have that time, I might as well study for the exam or simply It's for sleeping." "You're talking about the bus. If you drive by yourself, take the viaduct and turn to the outer ring road. It only takes about 30 minutes one way." "Are you sending me?" Mu Xin asked intentionally. "Also." "Are you crazy? You live in the backyard of your unit. To see me off, you have to get up an hour early every day. Besides, the elevated traffic is sometimes worse than under the bridge. Once the traffic jams, you can't even go back to the back road or the small alley," Mu Xin comforted Chu Hangsheng, "Don't worry, I'm such an old man, I can take care of myself. I bought an electric mattress, it's not cold." Chu Hangsheng finally stopped talking. However, Mu Xin did not fulfill her promise after all: that winter was really cold, she stayed up for a few days, but she still caught a cold, and it didn't take long for her to develop a fever.But as the end of the year approached, Mu Xin, the only backer, had to do all kinds of reports and assessment forms in the police station. She didn't have time to ask for leave to rest, so she just let the cold virus get more aggressive. So, when Chu Hangsheng came to Xiushan again, he saw a pale Mu Xin huddled in the multifunctional suit, with flushed cheeks, slightly hot palms, coughing non-stop, but still sitting in front of the computer with his fingers flying. Chu Hang's voice became anxious, and he dragged Mu Xi to ask for leave without hesitation. Under the surprised eyes of the deputy director, he dragged Mu Xi into his car, and drove back to the urban area at a fast speed.The first thing is to go to the hospital to see a doctor, and then go home with a pile of medicine. Until entering the house, Mu Xin felt that she was recovering instantly from the warm breath coming towards her face and the large amount of sunlight pouring in from the window. She remembered the dormitory she was in at the police station—the north room, without sunlight and poor heating. If the wattage of the electric heater is too high, it is easy to cause the gate to be afraid to use it, so it is always dark, humid and cold.Comparing it with this place, it seems that I have been abandoned in a remote corner, surviving tenaciously like a groundhog. "Take off your coat, I'll pour you a glass of water, take your medicine and go to bed." Chu Hangsheng directed Mu Xin as he walked towards the living room. Mu Xin smiled at him and asked first, "Can I take a bath?" "What kind of bath do you take if you have a fever?" Chu Hangsheng looked at her strangely while pouring water. "It's too cold in the police station, taking a shower is a luxury." Mu Xin tugged at her long hair and gave her a disgusted look, "It's so dirty, I want to take a shower." Chu Hangsheng walked over to touch her forehead, his body temperature didn't seem to be high during the day, he hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should agree to her.But looking down at her expectant eyes, she finally sighed: "I'll help you drain the water, and after taking a shower, wear thicker clothes before you come out, don't catch a cold." Mu Xin was happy, "Thank you brother." Chu Hangsheng patted her head helplessly, turned around and went to the bathroom to drain the water, and then brought a thick bathrobe: "After taking a shower, dry your hair before coming out, and put this on after you get dressed, it's clean, I didn't through." Mu Xin nodded, obediently took the clothes and walked into the bathroom.Chu Hang turned around and went to the kitchen to cook, but the moment the bathroom door closed, he looked back, his eyes full of distress and worry. That night, Mu Xin still slept in the guest room.After taking anti-inflammatory drugs and cold medicine, I started sweating in the middle of the night.She didn't dare to move, she covered herself in the quilt and let the sweat flow profusely - according to the past practice, her physique is not too bad, after taking medicine, she sweats, if she can take a good rest, she will recover faster.It's just that she was thirsty after sweating too much, so she had to continue to drink hot water, but she wanted to go to the bathroom after drinking too much... Mu Xin felt that she was really troublesome. When I was staying, I still got up and put on my pajamas, and opened the door with a cup in my hand. Unexpectedly, Chu Hangsheng also opened the bedroom door and walked out, looking at Mu Xin nervously asked: "What's the matter, is it burning again?" "Why are you so nervous?" Mu Xin smiled under the moonlight in the room, "I'll go to the bathroom and get another glass of water." "Give me the water glass," Chu Hangsheng walked over, took the water glass in Mu Xin's hand, and touched her forehead by the way, but his brows frowned even tighter, "Why do you sweat so much and wear so little? Even if there is heating If there is a temperature difference, you haven’t burned enough yet?” "Is there no water to drink? Besides, don't you know that people are in a hurry?" Mu Xin patted Chu Hang's voice, "Get out of the way, I'm in a hurry!" Chu Hang turned sideways, Mu Xin went into the bathroom, and closed the door with a bang.Chu Hang sighed, and resignedly took the cup to the water dispenser to get water.After receiving it, he stood in the living room and waited until Mu Xin came out after washing his hands, and saw him standing there numbly, holding a glass of water in his hand, motionless. "Brother, why don't you go to sleep?" Mu Xin walked over, took the quilt, looked at Chu Hang and asked. Chu Hangsheng seemed to have made some important decision, and after a pause, he looked at Mu Xin seriously and said, "You go to sleep in my room." "What?" Mu Xin was startled, "Why?" "I have a bathroom in my house, so I don't need to go out. After all, the living room is cooler than the bedroom," Chu Hang thought for a while, "If you need water, I'll get up and fetch it for you. You don't need to come out to fetch it yourself." Mu Xin laughed dryly: "You mean, I'll sleep with you?" "What's the matter?" Chu Hang glanced at Mu Xin, "You're already old, and you're still sick. What can I do to you?" "It's not about that." Mu Xi blinked, "I mean, such a lonely man and widow...doesn't it seem too reserved?" "Where are so many nonsense?" Chu Hang waved Mu Xin into the room, "It's twelve o'clock, go to bed." He turned around and went to Mu Xin's room to take out the quilt. Seeing that Mu Xin was still hesitating at the door of the master bedroom, he lifted the quilt away from his hand: "Go in quickly and cover yourself with your own quilt. There is no double quilt in my house." Mu Xin smiled. It was the first time to lie on the same bed with the person whom Girls' Generation had a crush on for a long time, and Mu Xin felt that this feeling was amazing. She was quietly wrapped in the quilt, which was tightly tucked up and down, and she could only feel the hot air rushing up and down in the quilt.Just like this, Chu Hang's voice was still not satisfied, and he wished to help her pull the quilt until it blocked even her nostrils, and had to check up and down to make sure it was perfectly fitted before giving up. Mu Xin protested weakly: "Brother, I'm dying of heat." "Stay honestly and don't move. I'll help you if you need something." Chu Hangsheng leaned over to tuck Mu Xin in the quilt. His face was only ten centimeters away from Mu Xin. The familiar yet unfamiliar masculine aura came towards him, making Mu Xin a little Nervous and a little dazed. So the words don't go through the brain very much, just ask in a daze: "Can you help me with everything? Can you go to the toilet?" Chu Hang laughed loudly. He lowered his head and touched Mu Xin's with his forehead to confirm that the temperature did not continue to rise. Then he took a closer look at her surprised eyes, and kissed the corner of her lips by the way: "Go to sleep." "I will infect you." Mu Xin muttered. "Then you will take care of me," Chu Hangsheng reached out to turn off the light, and turned his back to Mu Xin, "If the fever doesn't subside tomorrow, you can just get an IV drip." No one answered.Chu Hangsheng waited for a while without hearing the sound, turned around, only to find that Mu Xin had fallen asleep.Her sleeping face is very quiet and peaceful, blooming undefended under the moonlight.Chu Hangsheng watched quietly for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand and gently pulled her into his arms.Her long hair spread out like a waterfall on his chest, and he could smell the familiar aroma of shampoo every time he breathed, but it was different from the smell he was used to—it was the girl's long hair. The accumulated incense wrapped around him warmly. Gradually, Chu Hangsheng also fell asleep in a daze.Of course, he didn't sleep well that night. He got up once in the middle of the night to pour water, and was woken up twice by Mu Xin who went to the bathroom, but the next morning, when he opened his eyes, he saw him lying sideways in his arms. He felt that he hadn't slept so well for a long time. After another day, Mu Xin finally recovered.It happened to be the weekend, and it was a rare opportunity for her to sit in a warm room and bask in the sun and read newspapers.Chu Hangsheng was cooking in the kitchen, spreading the aroma of the whole room.Tired of reading the newspaper, Mu Xin raised her head and saw a glass of warm boiled water was put in her hand at some point. She stared at the ordinary glass with a smile, and suddenly felt that the most comfortable and stable life might be nothing more than that. . At this moment, the cell phone rang suddenly. Mu Xin identified it and heard it was the familiar "Little Swallow". Just when she wanted to get up, she saw Chu Hangsheng walking over with her cell phone, and handed it to her: "Your." Mu Xin smiled at Chu Hangsheng, took the phone and told Chu Hangsheng: "This is my mother's exclusive ringtone." Chu Hang smiled and rubbed Mu Xin's head, then turned and went back to the kitchen.Mu Xin cleared her throat before answering: "Mom." "Xin Xin, what should I do? What do you think should be done?" Mu's mother was incoherent in anxiety, "There are 130,000 in total, and they are all gone. Where can I find someone?" "130,000? What is 130,000?" Mu Xin was puzzled. "That's what I told you last time. Yang Qian answered the phone, didn't he tell you? Didn't your Uncle Song follow him to invest in that 'Haihong' jewelry company? It was also the news from his son, saying it was monthly 7% interest, some friends already think it’s a lot of money, let’s hurry up, and miss the good opportunity to make money if it’s too late. His son invested in early and has already received dividends. The two of us look at this It doesn't look like a fake, so I followed. You also know that we don't have much money. I took out the last coffin book and it was only 30,000 yuan. Your Uncle Song saved some and borrowed some. I The two pooled together 80,000 yuan. I also called you, but your mobile phone was disconnected, so I contacted Yang Qian again, and he gave me 50,000 yuan..." "Are you asking Yang Qian for money?" Mu Xin yelled and jumped up from the chair, only to feel his head swell infinitely, "When did it happen?" "It must have been a few months. Oh, how can I remember it all at once? Let me talk about the one in front of me, girl, that company is gone! What if the money is gone?" Mother Mu cried on the phone, " I don't know anything, if I didn't read the newspaper yesterday, I wouldn't have known that they went bankrupt, they said they were a group of scammers, they took our money and went to nowhere, thousands of people were fooled, and they made a lot of money Hundreds of millions, disappeared in the blink of an eye..." "What's going on?" Chu Hangsheng heard the voice coming from the kitchen, and looked at Mu Xin worriedly. "My mother, I was cheated." Mu Xin turned her head to look at Chu Hangsheng stiffly, "It sounds like an illegal fundraising." "Do you want to go home?" Chu Hang's voice was calmer than Mu Xin's, "If necessary, let's drive back." Mu Xin didn't speak, only heard her mother crying and calling "girls" on the phone, and occasionally calling "Yang Qian". Daughter, what should I do, it is not easy for you two to save some money, I shouldn't drag you back. Yang Qian said that you don't have much money, and he can only raise 50,000 yuan for me..." Mu Xin finally broke down. She endured it for a long time but she still couldn't hold it back. She yelled at the phone: "Mom! Why didn't you find me? Why did you ask Yang Qian for money? How could you take his money?" Money, we are divorced!" The ears are instantly quiet. After a few seconds, Mu Xin heard her mother's trembling voice asking: "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly just now." "Yang Qian and I are divorced, Mom, we have been divorced for almost a year!" Mu Xin felt that all the strength in his body was taken away, and he fell on the sofa weakly, "Mom, we are really divorced. " There was no answer on the phone, and after a while, Mu Xin heard Song Xiyuan's familiar voice, calling anxiously: "Hongmei! Hongmei! What's wrong with you, hey, wake up... let go and give me the phone... Hey Hello, Mu Xin?" Mu Xin was shocked and asked loudly, "What's wrong with my mother?" "Your mother is dizzy, hey, I'm pinching someone, if you can't do it, you have to call 120, hang up!" There was a "beep" sound on the phone, and Mu Xin jumped up suddenly, clutching Chu Hangsheng's sleeve tightly, eyes Fear is everywhere: "Brother, I want to go home!" "Let's go!" Without saying a word, Chu Hang turned around and went to the kitchen, turned off the fire, and went out. When he got to the door, he went to the study as if thinking of something, took out an envelope from the desk drawer, and greeted Mu Xin while putting it in his bag. Anxious eyes, "Don't worry, I'll bring some money, you can't panic now, no matter how panicky you are, it won't help, but it will easily add chaos, so stay calm." Mu Xin was so confused that she couldn't find her way, she only knew to follow Chu Hangsheng, get into the car with him, and then drive on the expressway at lightning speed. The two of them didn't talk much on the road, Chu Hangsheng concentrated on driving, and Mu Xin was full of what her mother said about "borrowing 50,000 yuan from Yang Qian". Lending such a large sum of money to his former mother-in-law?Doesn't his family value money more than the sky?Besides, where did Yang Qian get the 50,000 yuan? Didn't all his money be used to pay for the house? Puzzled, Mu Xin finally took out his mobile phone, dialed Yang Qian's number, and cut straight to the point: "Yang Qian, did you lend my mother 50,000 yuan?" There was silence on the phone. "Yang Qian, tell me quickly, when did it happen?" Mu Xin was anxious, "Why didn't you tell me?" Still silent. "Yang Qian!" Mu Xin roared. "What's the name of the ghost?" A louder roar broke out, "You ask me, and I want to ask you, aren't you divorced, why are you still haunted, and you have the nerve to ask us Qianqian for money?" Xiao Yuhua...Mu Xin was stunned. "Tell me, what's the matter? Mu Xin, don't plan to hang up the phone if you don't tell me clearly! When did I borrow the money? How come I don't know anything? I said that you and your wife are shameless, they are all very shameless Why are you so embarrassed to open your mouth when you can’t get it? When you divorced, didn’t you say that you just return the IOU? Want to give it to you? I said earlier that the poor make mischief..." Xiao Yuhua crackled and said until he was suddenly interrupted. "Mom, what are you yelling at with my mobile phone?" Yang Qian's voice was distant and confused, "Who are you talking to?" "Don't interrupt, I have to ask clearly, this dead woman is so shameless even after being divorced..." This time, before she finished speaking, the phone was snatched by Yang Qian, and Mu Xin only heard Yang Qian's angry voice: "Mom How can you answer my phone without authorization?" "Why can't I answer it? You were taking a shower there, and you didn't hear the phone ringing so many times. Didn't I just come over to have a look? How did I know it was her." Xiao Yuhua was full of anger, "What are you doing?" Let me make it clear, what is fifty thousand yuan, why did you give her mother fifty thousand yuan..." "Mom, stop arguing!" Yang Qian finally yelled, and then angrily asked the phone, "Mu Xin, what's the matter?" “什么事儿？”穆忻被肖玉华骂得都没空回嘴，终于有机会说话，先是一声冷笑，“杨谦，咱们不是没见过面，可是你从来都不说我妈找你借钱的事儿……咱们离婚了，我没必要接受你的施舍，你大可以找个理由回绝我妈。当然你若是想实话实说也没关系，反正我自己没勇气说，可也不能瞒她一辈子。但现在呢，她被非法集资的人骗了！你是做刑警的，你难道一点警觉都没有吗？她要借钱的时候你就不能问清楚？她说的那个投资项目处处是漏洞，她一个家庭妇女看不出来，你也看不出来？” “穆忻，你冲我发火没道理！”杨谦也火了，“你要搞清楚，是你妈找我借钱，我二话不说就借给她了，你以为是为什么？还不是因为你曾经是我老婆，还不是因为我怕她知道离婚的事情给你增加压力？是，没错，我当时应该先给你打电话，可是我又怕你想借钱给你妈却拿不出来这五万块，我不愿意看见你为难，我有什么错？” 穆忻哑然。 是啊，杨谦有什么错——他怕你为难，怕你的妈妈为难，他拿自己的房款帮你们娘儿俩，你有什么资格冲他发脾气？ 穆忻冷静下来，说：“对不起。” 杨谦沉默了。穆忻能听见电话那边还有肖玉华在愤怒地吼，甚至能听清那些诅咒她的话，但她已经没有计较的心情了。她理顺一下思路，先问：“杨谦，咱们先说正事儿，我妈大约什么时候给你打的电话？” “两个月前吧。11月的时候，具体我也记不清了，”杨谦这时也甩开肖玉华，走出家门，站在楼下很努力地回忆，“我就没多问，她说找你，问我你手头有没有闲钱，说是你继父那边需要点钱，正好我手头有笔准备好的二期房款，就直接汇到她指定的帐号上去了。” “那行，改天我给你送张借条过去。”知道了前因后果，穆忻不再多说废话。 反倒是杨谦很有些局促：“不用，你现在怕是也没那么多钱……” “我有，你放心吧，”穆忻顿一下，终于还是说，“谢谢你，杨谦。” 杨谦又一次沉默了。 或许，到这个时候，于穆忻而言，她是第一次主动让自己想起杨谦这个人，也不可避免回忆起过往。但对杨谦而言，他很清楚，穆忻的这声“谢谢”，意味着他们是真的结束了。 杨谦不甘心。 他站在院子里，抬头看看天空，呼出一口白气，想一想，还是拿出手机，给市局刑警队的朋友打电话，问：“是我，杨谦，我想问问，你在C市公安局经侦支队认识人不？” 同一时刻，褚航声的车快要开入C市市区。 穆忻一直在不停地拨宋喜元的手机，拨了起码二三十遍终于听见有人应答：“穆忻？” “叔叔，我妈在哪儿？” “在家呢，没事儿了你放心吧，后来按了会儿人中醒了，就是受了点刺激，木木愣愣地在那儿躺了半天。都怪我那手机太破，铃不响，我也是刚才过来看见这有个小灯在闪才发现你打电话，没事儿啦，你别太担心。” “我马上到家。”穆忻挂断电话，皱眉——别太担心，可能吗？你儿子惹出来的乱子，你倒是淡定，我妈凭什么就要跟着你遭这种罪？识人不清，所托非人，说的就是眼下这种情况吧？ 穆忻想起宋喜元那张老实巴交的脸，还有偶尔聚餐时他儿媳妇的畏首畏尾与儿子的不懂装懂，以及他四岁的孙子喜欢到处乱跑、随便开别人家抽屉的没规矩，真是半点好感也没有。她一腔愤怒全都倾注在宋喜元身上，真是恨不得跟这没文化的一家子一刀两断才开心…… “这不完全是你继父的错，”褚航声一边开车一边突然开口，“你说是吧？” “怎么不是他的错？如果不是遇见他，我妈怎么会被骗得这么惨，棺材本都赔进去？”穆忻还是很生气。 “穆忻，宽容点，他们的文化水平决定了对这种新型犯罪没有警惕性，并不是人品问题或者本性使然。”褚航声腾出手拍拍穆忻的手，“如果太苛刻地迁怒别人，那么又和那些伤害你的人有什么区别？” 穆忻愣住了。 她看看褚航声，再看看前面的路，觉得褚航声的这几句话是有点不太中听。科室仔细琢磨一下，她又必须承认，似乎，褚航声并没有说错。 她讨厌宋喜元，讨厌他的老实巴交，讨厌他三棍子打不出一个屁来，讨厌他那种窝窝囊囊的感觉；她嫌弃宋喜元的儿子一家，嫌弃他们没文化、没见识，嫌弃他们的孩子没教养、没礼貌……虽然，她从没有嫌弃过他们一家像自己家一样贫穷，但她何尝不是和肖玉华一样，拿别人的软肋来说事儿？ 因为自己家境好，所以肖玉华才瞧不起家境不好的穆忻。那么，是不是说，因为自己学历高，工作稳定、见识多，所以穆忻才看不起在这些方面都和自己存在明显差距的宋喜元一家人？ 穆忻不说话了，只是略微有点脸红。褚航声看到了，抬手摸摸穆忻的脸，笑着说：“我就那么随口一说，你也不用太自省。偶尔的律人恕己也是人之常情，我知道你不是那种苛刻的人，你不要太介意。” 穆忻瞥褚航声一眼，拍下他的手：“好好开车。” 褚航声笑一笑，熟练地拐弯，进了穆忻家的小区，把车停在她家楼下。 Got home. 是的，对穆忻来说，这才是她真正意义上的家。 站在楼下的时候，穆忻想，自从十八岁考上大学，她住过学生宿舍，住过新婚后的租屋，住过分局值班室，住过派出所宿舍，现在寄居在褚航声家……经过了整整十一年的时间，她仍然在继续着自己飘摇动荡、无处落脚的他乡生活。 真是凄凉。 想到这里穆忻叹口气，抬脚往楼上走。五楼，没电梯，爬上去的时候气喘吁吁。门一开，本以为会看见宋喜元，结果没想到先看见母亲的脸——当刘红梅终于确定面前这个瘦了两圈、气色也不好的姑娘是自己闺女时，“哇”的一声搂住穆折就号啕大哭。 Mu Xin was taken aback. 她赶紧一边拍刘红梅的后背一边安慰她：“妈你别难过，想开点，不就是钱吗，丢了再赚……” “你可怎么办啊？你怎么离婚了呢？你怎么能离婚呢？”刘红梅站在门口，也顾不上关门了，先哭得一把鼻涕一把泪，“我还没来得及给杨谦打个电话，你们不是骗我的吧？你们怎么会离婚呢？这结婚才多长时间啊！” “如果从领结婚证来算的话，也一年半了，”穆忻拍拍刘红梅，“妈你别哭了，旧的不去新的不来。” “什么？”対红梅抬头看看穆忻，咬牙道，“你个死孩子，你当这真跟丢钱似的吗？丢钱都没有这个事儿大！你说你以后可怎么办啊？啊对了，你没怀孕是不是？” 刘红梅惊恐地看看穆忻的肚子，穆析心里庆幸自己离婚这个噩耗居然在短时间内喧宾夺主地转移了刘红梅的注意力，赶紧告诉她：“我没孩子，你放心吧。” “哦，”刘红梅点点头，又开始哭，“可是怎么办啊，闺女，你这么年轻就离婚……” “穆忻，咱们是不是进去说？”褚航声站在门口看看暂时尚算安静的楼梯间，再看看邻居家紧闭的防盗门，犹豫着提醒。 “妈，进屋说话，”穆忻一边把刘红梅往屋里推，—边招呼褚航声，“进来吧。” 刘红梅呆呆地被穆忻推着走，因为她的视线一直胶着在褚航声脸上，过好久才反应过来，问穆析：“这是谁？” “褚航声呀，妈你不认识了？苏阿姨的儿子嘛！”穆忻道。 “褚航声？”刘红梅仔细辨认一下，“你是苏姐的儿子？” “是啊，阿姨，”褚航声指指楼下，“过去我就住您楼下的，后来才搬走，您还记得吗？” “当然记得了，我前阵子还看见你妈妈来着，”刘红梅赶紧擦擦脸上的泪，把褚航声让到沙发上坐下，纳闷，“你专门送忻忻回来？” 褚航声和穆忻不约而同地沉默一下，还没等他们想好怎么回答，就听刘红梅心酸地感慨：“你从小就是个心善的孩子……那时候我三班倒，忻忻总去你那儿找馒头吃。我听你妈说你在省城的大报社工作，真是有出息。以前还说过你媳妇也是好人家的姑娘，这就是好人有好报啊！可是我们忻忻……我们忻忻从没干过坏事儿，都不忍心杀生，怎么就遭这报应呢……” 刘红梅继续絮絮叨叨。穆忻看看一直坐在远处沙发上、存在感极其微弱的宋喜元，叹口气，扭头问：“叔叔，到底怎么回事？你儿子现在在哪儿？” “说是去市政府门口一起讨说法了，上当的人不少，可是骗子抓不到，”宋喜元挠挠头，很苦恼，也很内疚，“是我不好，连累了你们。” 穆忻不知道该说什么了。 大约也是看见了穆忻目前情绪不错，所以到晚饭时，刘红梅的情绪已经平稳多了，还亲自下厨给穆忻做了她喜欢的阳春面。穆忻跟在她身边打下手，一边支起耳朵听褚航声在客厅里和宋喜元了解前因后果。到吃完了晚饭，褚航声告辞，穆忻去送他，刘红梅还站在门口说了好多声“问你妈妈好”。 两人就这么一前一后沉默着下楼去。走到三楼的时候，褚航声在自己曾经住过的那扇门前还停了一下脚步，穆忻看见了，笑着捅捅他的腰：“怀旧呢？” 褚航声笑一笑，回身握住穆忻的手：“小心看路，这里东西太多。” 三十年历史的老式居民楼，楼道里总是堆着杂七杂八的物品——废旧纸盒、破木板、脏兮兮的花盆、半死不活的芦荟……感应灯早就坏掉了，夜间上下楼基本靠月光照耀以及记忆摸索。快到一楼的时候褚航声犹豫一下，回头看看穆析，停住了脚步。 穆忻抬手就捅：“干吗不走了？” 褚航声不回答，只是伸手把穆忻拖到身前，在楼梯间昏暗的角落里，一堆乱七八糟的纸箱子旁边，紧紧抱住她。 穆忻顺从地把脸埋在他胸前，静静的，也不说话，只是听他的心跳，过一会，她仰头看看褚航声，不客气地拉开他羽绒服的拉链，把自己冻得有点凉的手伸进去，搂住他温暖的腰身，在毛衣上蹭来蹭去地取暖。褚航声笑着敞开羽绒服，干脆把衣着单薄的穆忻整个包在怀里，然后低头，吻上她的耳垂。 穆忻嫌痒，小声抗议：“你怎么总跟我的耳朵过不去？” 过一会儿又小声说：“今天谢谢你了。” “难道你打算谢一辈子？”褚航声一边轻轻啄她的脖子一边逗她，“每天都有事情要谢我，后半辈子怎么过？” “真讨厌，我说'谢谢'，你说'不客气'不就完了吗？”穆忻瞪褚航声一眼，扭头作势咬他的唇一下，“再让你这么多废话！” 褚航声低声笑一笑，顺势捉住穆忻的唇，深深吻下去。在越来越热烈的唇齿中，穆忻闭上眼，感受他的呼吸、他的拥抱还有他一直努力想要给她的安全感。她紧紧依偎在他怀里，明知道身边的楼道窗户上掉了块玻璃，此刻正有北风“呼呼”地往里面吹，但彼此间融融升腾的暖意竟让这数九寒天再不显得冷。 直到楼道里突然响起“啊”的一声惊叫时，穆忻才猛地清醒过来。她抬头看看也被吓了一跳的褚航声，再一起扭头看向楼梯拐角处站着的那个人——那人手里拿着个手电筒，明亮光晕下竟然一下子看不清面容，是要适应一下那光亮，才能看清楚…… 然后，穆析和褚航声就在“看清楚”的瞬间双双失语了——只见几步开外的楼梯拐角处，刘红梅呆呆地擎着手电筒，惊讶地看着他们。 纸，果然是包不住火的。