Chapter 16 Chapter 15 The Watershed of Destiny

Years later, Chu Hangsheng was on a business trip, and Mu Xin returned to the police station, and began his trivial and complicated life day after day.Work is still the same, changing household registration, applying for a second-generation ID card, changing the name, issuing various certificates... the things are not big but they are all cumbersome; the review is still the same, reading books by yourself, looking up information on the Internet, and occasionally have some experience Just send a text message to discuss with Chu Hangsheng; the only thing that has changed is that Hao Huinan's avoidance of Zhang Le's attitude of avoiding him has begun to move towards confusion—long after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the dedicated village chief Hao went to the county Contacting the Relief Project for Poor Mothers, the small tricycle she was riding in was knocked over by an overloaded truck. Although no one was killed, Hao Huinan, who was sitting in the back seat, suffered a deep gash on her leg and almost hurt her veins.

"Why did you call Zhang Le instead of me?" Sitting in the ward of the People's Hospital, Mu Xin still teased Hao Huinan while peeling the oranges. "When I called you, you must have been looking for Zhang Le at the first time." Hao Huinan gave Mu Xin a blank look, took the orange and stuffed it into his mouth, "Didn't he say that he responded faster than 110? I'm in so much pain, Race against time, do you understand, besides, even my parents have not dared to tell me, you are the second to know, please be content." As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Le pushed open the door with a pot of soup, and was quite happy to see Mu Xin: "Sister Mu is here?"

"You call her Sister Mu, why don't you call me Sister Hao?" Hao Huinan glared at Zhang Le, "I'm obviously the same age as her!" "The key is not age, but morality and prestige." Zhang Le put down the soup pot, and answered while shaking the bed, "Although you are one year older than me, I don't look at you much like my sister." "Go to hell!" Hao Huinan went into a rage and slapped the small table in front of her, "I don't want to eat pig's trotters! I'm not confinement, why do I eat bone soup every day!"

"Don't you know where to eat?" Zhang Le really didn't treat Hao Huinan as someone a year older than himself, but as if he was taking care of a child who was acting awkwardly, "Don't shake it, don't shake it, the soup spilled and made a quilt Oil, the nurse will scold you!" "You go out, I need to go to the toilet!" Hao Huinan continued to look for trouble. "I'll carry you." Zhang Le stretched out his hand to lift the quilt, but Hao Huinan pressed the quilt and did not let go. Mu Xin looked at Hao Huinan's once-in-a-thousand-year blush with great interest, only to hear her gnash her teeth: "You dare to lift it! Once you lift it, I will shout: The police are playing hooligans!"

"You think I'm playing a hooligan now? Then who is dying of cold and pain on the side of the road, and just grabs me when he sees me?" Zhang Le laughed arrogantly. "Go to hell!" Hao Huinan's face was almost scorched, and she wanted to grab Zhang Le's arm and take a bite, but she was embarrassed and just pointed at his hand and threatened, "I just chopped off your hand and stewed it! It's not for food What? Eating pig's trotters to make up human legs!" "Why do you always let me die?" Zhang Le looked carefully at Hao Huinan's face, stared into her eyes and asked, "Do you still want to go to the toilet? Let me tell you, don't be shy, your pajamas are all I changed it, and I have seen everything that should be seen and should not be seen, and it is too late to regret it now."

"I really can't help but want to slap you!" Hao Huinan finally slapped Zhang Le's neck, and slapped it with a "slap". Scolding - although a bit too raw and hot. After all, some feelings, even if you don’t admit it, are written in your eyes, and you will bring them out if you don’t pay attention; while others, if they are gone, no matter how hard you search, you can’t find the unforgettable memories of the past. Even if it is still so familiar, as long as the reason is still there, all the familiarity will collapse. It was like when Yang Qian appeared again. That evening Mu Xin went to the hospital to deliver food to Hao Huinan—this matter was originally arranged by Zhang Le, but this day he had to go to the detention center for detainees and was too late to come back.Mu Xin simply volunteered, saying that she would bring Hao Huinan her favorite fried chicken.

Hao Huinan has been waiting anxiously since the afternoon, and sent a few text messages to urge Mu Xin: "Hurry up, Zhang Le's bone soup has been poured into me these days, and I really want to fade out of my mouth." "You When will it arrive? If Zhang Le rushes back, it will be over. He won’t let me eat spicy food.” “It’s bad, Zhang Le just sent a text message saying that he’s walking this way, you must be ahead of him.”… Zhang Le Zhang Le and Mu Xin sighed looking at this name that appeared too frequently: Who would believe it if they gritted their teeth and said that they had nothing to do with each other?

After reading the text message, Mu Xin put her phone back in her pocket, and continued to stand under the bus stop and wait for the bus.It was getting dark and snowflakes began to fall from the sky. Mu Xin looked up at the sky, then took a few steps back, and retreated to the eaves of a brick wall beside the sidewalk.Because it was a sparsely populated road and a sparsely populated time period, there were no other people around except for a girl who looked about twenty-three or four-year-old standing on the side of the road three or four steps away from Mu Xin.So when the motorcycle was speeding over, Mu Xin didn't even realize what the car had to do with him—until the motorcycle quickly passed by the girl who was anxiously waiting for the car, and everyone on the car He grabbed the girl's backpack, and the girl grabbed her own backpack and shouted for help: "Snatch the bag, help!"

Mu Xinfang woke up from the daze and wanted to do something, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and he couldn't move.It was only a few seconds, and she watched the girl being dragged on the ground by the speeding motorcycle because she refused to let go.The girl's arms were entangled with the straps of the backpack, which slowed down the speed of the motorcycle, but from the action of the unidentified man wearing a helmet on the motorcycle pulling the bag vigorously, it could be seen that the other party was determined to win.What's more, Mu Xin clearly saw a silver light flashing past when the opponent's hands were raised and lowered!

Mu Xin covered her mouth in horror, she was suddenly stunned at that moment - when the robbery was staged in front of her eyes, when a girl's life and property were threatened, she never remembered that she was a policeman, and she also Not knowing what she could do, what else would she do besides help scream? So, a second later, the screams of Mu Xin and the victim pierced the silent air.It's just that Mu Xin called for help in fear, but the other party screamed in pain—when the sharp blade cut the tape, and then scratched the girl's neck due to inertia, the blood gushed out instantly and landed on the pool. A dark red flower suddenly bloomed on the thin layer of snowflakes on the ground!

At the same time, the bag snatcher who succeeded did not hesitate to grab the bag and fled to the distance!Mu Xin was completely frightened. She watched the girl who was only ten meters away fell to the ground with a "plop". She slipped, staggered and fell——she looked down, and saw that the soles of her shoes were covered with red ice shards mixed with sticky blood and snowflakes.She stared in horror at the growing pool of blood in front of her, and suddenly turned around and threw herself at the girl lying on the ground, but when she saw her pale face and the hideous wound on her neck, she couldn't help but let out a sharp "ah!" Call! At this moment, a black car "creaked" and stopped beside Mu Xin. Mu Xin didn't recognize who was running towards her at all. At that moment, her eyes were full of dilated pupils, sticky blood, and hideous incisions... All the bright red scenes were moving in her mind. She didn't realize that she was afraid at all, or in other words, she had completely lost her clear consciousness! She only felt that the other party shook her vigorously and called her name: "Mu Xin, Mu Xin, stop calling, Mu Xin..." Her mind was completely confused.She didn't know that she was still screaming in terror at this moment, but she suddenly realized that she was still holding the girl's hand that was getting colder and colder. She shook that hand away in fright and struggled to get up. But the legs were not under the control of the brain, trembling and unable to stand up.At this time, she felt a pair of big warm hands hugging her, walked quickly to the front of the car, stuffed her into the car with the air conditioner and heating on, rubbed her face vigorously, and held her chin , said loudly: "I am Yang Qian, Mu Xin, look at me, I am Yang Qian!" Mu Xin's stiff limbs and consciousness seemed to gradually return to the cage at this time. She stared blankly at the person in front of her, her lips trembling, but she couldn't say what she wanted to say.Yang Qian had no choice but to close the car door and sit next to her after calling the police, unbuttoning his multifunctional suit, holding her tightly in his arms, relying on his own body temperature to warm her frozen body and scaring her away. consciousness.Gradually, Mu Xin felt warmth rising from her fingertips, and slowly, a familiar breath lingered in her nose. "Mu Xin, don't be afraid. I have already called the police. Someone will come soon. Don't be afraid. They will ask you something, but with me, no one will hurt you. Did you hear that?" Yang Qian repeated She said so in her ear.Vaguely, she heard the siren sounding, the light of the car lights gradually approaching, and the sound of footsteps around, someone was talking to Yang Qian, and it seemed that someone was greeting her, but she was tightly huddled in Yang Qian's coat, He didn't raise his head and didn't answer, just like a puppet that lost his soul, lying motionless on Yang Qian's chest.And Yang Qian also hugged her tightly, and while answering the other party's questions, he patted her on the back lightly, and occasionally stroked her hair that was wet and cold due to the snow. I don't know how long it took—when all the surrounding sounds gradually dissipated, when the corpse was carried away and the blood was buried in the snow, when she finally got over this breath and knew where she was and what happened to her, she was blocking He raised his head in the car where the wind and snow blocked the chill, but he happened to touch the pair of eyes that were familiar in the past, but are still full of warmth and pity. Then, before she could speak, she felt warm lips fall along her cold cheeks, land on the corners of her lips, and then gently enclose her dry and white lip line.That feeling is so familiar that it seems to be unforgettable, as if it has been lingering around her and never lost!She couldn't wait to absorb the heat, she lowered his neck, and responded to him enthusiastically, she couldn't wait to let this heat really melt herself! Yang Qian obviously felt this response, or to him, it was nothing more than an encouragement.At this moment, he felt that his life, which had been chaotic and lonely for too long, had finally come to an end! He hugged the woman in front of him tightly, and held her firmly in his arms, as if he wanted to squeeze out the air that separated each other.He kissed her fiercely, more vigorously than ever before, he let his breath roll between her lips and tongue, he sucked out butterfly spots one after another like small purple seals under her white collarbone.His hand slid in along the lower edge of her sweater by inertia, and gradually stuck to her warm skin, until it touched the most intimate piece of softness, he clearly felt a layer of fine rice grains suddenly rising from the surface of her skin.He couldn't wait to push up her clothes, and kissed him eagerly to gather his courage 75C.He saw that trembling little flower again, unable to distinguish its color against the dark background around it, but he clearly remembered its tenderness and softness, which made him wish he could swallow it and take it home, never to be separated again! At the same time, the extreme attachment after extreme fear still confused Mu Xin's thoughts.For a while, she didn't know what she was doing.She could feel the slight coolness on her skin, but she could even feel the familiar palm, the familiar heat, the familiar caress of the other person... Because of the familiarity, she was safe. What's more, there is a certain fit, because over time, it has long become an instinct - when she wakes up a little bit from the confusion, before she can sort out her thoughts, the first thing she feels is her body With a sudden sinking under the grip of his palm, the more familiar mass of fire was instantly absorbed. At this moment of slight pain, her reason came back: she finally understood who the person in front of her was, but her body's needs also expanded to the maximum at this moment—his breathing, his ups and downs, quickly accumulated pleasure, and swept away like a hurricane. However, until it quickly overwhelmed the loneliness that she never wanted to admit but did exist. Therefore, she had to grit her teeth so that she could forcefully push away the familiar face in front of her, could not look at herself with disheveled hair in those fiery eyes, and could try to ignore the sudden pain in her body when she turned over and sat aside. Coolness... She watched him from intoxicated to surprised and then angry, but she didn't want to give each other any more thoughts—even if she loved so much, but now, under the shackles of the heaviest reality of life, she dare not love He is gone, and I can't afford to love him anymore.Even if it was a one-night stand, they were not entitled to it. Tears finally fell from Mu Xin's eyes that had been silent for too long, the night was so cold, snowflakes were flying outside the car, and there were few people on the road.In the dark night, how quiet the world around them is, how embarrassing they are with each other. That night, the food could not be delivered after all—by the time Mu Xin remembered this, the food in the thermos bucket had already been frozen into balls on the icy roadside.Her phone ran out of battery, so she borrowed Yang Qian's phone to report Hao Huinan's safety.Naturally, Hao Huinan was going to scold her severely, but she didn't even have the strength to refute, so she just coped with it. It was past nine o'clock in the evening when we returned to the police station. Mu Xin didn't invite Yang Qian into the house, and Yang Qian didn't say anything. He just watched Mu Xin enter the gate of the police station and drove away.When he left, his expression was very bad. Mu Xin wanted to tell him to pay attention to safety on the way back, but he swallowed the words again.She watched the black car get further and further away until it disappeared into the night. That night, Mu Xin suffered from insomnia again.In the dark, she wrapped the quilt tightly and looked up at the ceiling, all the bloody images and the surging passion after fear rolled in her mind.She so clearly remembered that young body, the familiar bones, the hardness of every muscle, and the blood that was so hot that it seemed to explode at any time... She even missed the moment when he buried her body. Ashamed of myself. It's a real shame—she knew that everything could not be repeated, and she decided to start a new life with another person, and she shouldn't be tempted by this warmth.She felt that it was a kind of betrayal, when Chu Hangsheng was not around, when he was traveling thousands of miles away by himself but still didn't forget to call her every night to ask her if she had a good day and whether her work was going well...how could she Can you let yourself be cowardly? Also that night, Yang Qian did not go home, but slept alone in the duty room of the criminal police team.There was no one else in the duty room, so it was naturally very quiet.As soon as Yang Qian closed his eyes, he could think of the woman he held tightly in his hand, her eyebrows, her skin, her breasts, every curve of her... He unconsciously Stretching out his hand, in this moonless night, lightly pressed his body that was clamoring to explode.Just subconsciously, the palm began to slide, and the pleasure instantly bound him tightly like a gossamer, causing his mind to fly back to Xiqian's intoxicated and lingering situation. His mind is full of her shadow, her trembling eyelashes, her raised jaw, her deep collarbone, and her slender arms tightly hugging him... His movements are getting faster and faster, so that he can feel the joy of release In an instant, he seemed to see the phantom of her smiling, which was the scene when she pulled his tie and lingered with him to death many years ago. However, phantoms are just phantoms after all. When the pleasure dissipated and the illusion receded, in the dark night, Yang Qian panted and clenched his fists, feeling that his palms would only be sticky.At this time, he seemed to understand the difference between dream and reality all of a sudden—the so-called dream is when you are still in love deeply, you only hope to be buried in this woman's body for the rest of your life and never come out again; The day comes when you either no longer have the ability, or desire, or are no longer entitled, to bury yourself in that body for even five short minutes. Between dreams and reality, Yang Qian painfully discovered: It turns out that the closest thing to him is always his own hand. Chu Hangsheng returned to City G two days later. The first thing I did when I got off the train was to go straight to Xiushan—coincidentally, when he arrived, Mu Xin had just plucked up the courage to finish the witness interview transcript of the robbery and murder case. The tragic memory made her face turn pale, and Chu Hang said I couldn't help but feel distressed when I saw it. "Go back to my place at night?" Chu Hangsheng put down the gift for Mu Xin and asked her. Mu Xin looked at the silk nightgown that was so soft that it could be pinched into a coin, and blushed. Just about to agree, she was taken aback as if suddenly remembering something, and quickly shook her head. "What's the matter, do you have something to do?" Chu Hang wondered. Mu Xin's face was a little stiff: "I have to catch a material tonight, and the city bureau will urgently need it tomorrow...I'll finish my work first." Chu Hangsheng didn't care too much, and nodded: "Then you take care of yourself, if there is anything I need to do, call me." He shook her hand and sighed: "Actually, although the conditions are not good for you here, I feel more at ease." He didn't say any more, Mu Xin's eyes were sore, she lowered her head to avoid his gaze, turned around and put away the gift.He didn't know the emotions that were churning in her heart, and he just thought that she was shy about this small and intimate gift. That evening, after the two of them went to a nearby restaurant to have a quick meal, Chu Hangsheng returned to the city.Mu Xin returned to the police station and continued to read her review materials.After eleven o'clock, before going to bed, she received a text message from Chu Hangsheng saying "Go to bed early, don't stay up late". After reading it, she pressed the off button, turned off the light, and stood by the bed and slowly took off the sweater.As soon as she lowered her head, she could see a few small purple butterflies lying clearly on the white skin on her chest. She stared at it blankly, and her heart began to feel a little sour. The moonlight spilled into the room through the thin curtains, dyeing the room a piece of silver.Under the bright moonlight, she reached out and gently stroked those small hickey marks. For some reason, she just seemed to see Yang Qian: his eagerness, his longing, and his concern—even in the most flustered and most anxious time. When she was lost, she felt it and remembered it. Mu Xin sighed deeply. She raised her head, but when she raised her eyes, she saw the silk nightgown given by Chu Hangsheng beside her pillow—she thought with a wry smile, in fact, it was really over. There is no possibility for her and Yang Qian. Those emotions that have not dissipated are deposited deep in my heart because of the years of being together day and night in the past, like small nuclei one after another, invisible to the naked eye, but still exist.None of them are unfeeling people, but she must be a rational person—reason and emotion are not completely opposite, but sometimes there must be a trade-off. If she wants to move forward, it is impossible to repeat the old path of the past. With the help of the clear light of the moon, she looked at the desk calendar on the table—Monday two weeks later is a good day, and there is a line of small red characters next to it that reads "It's time to marry".She smiled slightly, she thought, at that time, the little purple butterfly will disappear, she will forget what should be forgotten, ignore what must be ignored, and then, where it ends, start again. Also in the past two weeks, Yang Qian found an opportunity to go on business, and appeared again at the Siding Town Police Station. That day, his official business was to explain to Zhang Le the direction of the assisted investigation of the robbery and murder case. It didn't take long for him to explain clearly. He went downstairs and turned to Mu Xin's office, but when he passed the kitchen, he saw Mu Xin struggling to move a Gas tank: This is a remote place, and there is no natural gas supply. The police station has always used gas tanks.When the gas is about to burn out, move the gas tank and shake it, or find a washbasin to fill with hot water, and then put the gas tank in, the remaining gas can probably support another meal.But the weight of a gas tank is really heavy for Mu Xin. Yang Qian doesn't know that there are so many men in the police station, why can't she find someone to help her? Thinking of this, he walked over without hesitation, took the gas tank from her hand, shook it first, and opened it. A ball of flames appeared on the gas stove. Say thank you." She was so polite, and the distance between her words seemed that the other party was just an unfamiliar Lei Feng.Yang Qian stood behind her and watched her chop vegetables and cook noodles, and unconsciously clenched his fists again. After a long time, he finally opened his mouth out of words: "Are you—are you okay?" Mu Xin didn't look back, but calmly replied while busy: "It's okay." "At night...if you are afraid, find a colleague to accompany you..." Yang Qian looked at Mu Xin's face that seemed to have lost weight again, wondering if she was really frightened by the robbery and murder last time, I want to ask, but I don't know how to ask. Fortunately, after all, it's a husband and wife. He said halfway, but she already understood what he wanted to say. She paused when she was cutting the cabbage shreds, and then looked back at Yang Qian after a few seconds. It’s impossible, but fortunately, nightmares don’t happen every day.” Yang Qian felt distressed for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, he saw her turn her head away again, and said in a low voice while working: "Although I know that I am a useless policeman even in a police uniform, I never thought that I could be a useless policeman." In this way, in those few seconds, I didn't have the energy to help, but I was afraid. I felt that I was too scared to move, so I really indulged myself to stand still and watch a person die in front of my eyes. Still such a young girl... These days, it's more about guilt than fear." "There's nothing to feel guilty about. You're an internal employee, so you don't need you to punish rape and eradicate evil. If you can protect yourself well, you don't add chaos to the organization." Yang Qian didn't know how to persuade her, so he had to say something. "These days I've been thinking that the reason why I came here was not only your persuasion, but also because I really wanted to hold a solid job. After I came here, whenever I felt that the environment was strange, the crowd was incompatible, and I was struggling everywhere, I would I persuaded myself that I did not come here for power, official career or any moral ideals. I am just an ordinary woman. To me, the career of being a civil servant is just a career for making a living, not necessarily a career for devotion... …The more times I persuade, the less disappointment and unwillingness in my heart will be, and the mentality will be more balanced. But I didn’t think that the more I thought about it, the more I was like a numb waste, and I turned a blind eye when I saw others calling for help. "Mu Xin sighed with disappointment, and stirred the noodles in the pot again, "I thought I looked good in a police uniform earlier, but now, I feel that I really humiliated the clothes." Yang Qian coughed, and it took him a long time to think of it and said: "The teacher at the police academy said that you can fight better if you preserve yourself. You don't know how to fight, and you shouldn't be a hero at that time." "I have enough energy but I don't have enough energy, and I'm so scared that I don't want to contribute at all. These are basically two concepts. It's a pity that I always felt that I was a person full of justice before." Mu Xin shook her head and sighed, "Fortunately, there are many trifles. , I will divert my attention when I am busy. There are some things that I can’t think about too much, and the more I think about it, the more I will be disappointed in myself.” Hearing this, Yang Qian suddenly felt guilty. He thought that there were not only too many trivial matters here, but also that the living conditions were not good—the heating in the self-fired soil in the police station was not hot enough, and the piped gas was not connected. Yes, the villagers who work in the police station use the bathroom in the police station as a public toilet, but this "public test" is next to Mu Xin's dormitory... "Let's remarry!" Suddenly, Yang Qian uttered such a sentence. Mu Xin didn't hear clearly, she turned her head while scooping up noodles and asked, "What did you say?" "I said, let's remarry!" Yang Qian repeated. "Crack", a lump of freshly scooped noodles fell into the boiling hot noodle soup, splashing the noodle soup on Mu Xin's wrist, she said "ah", threw the chopsticks and went to turn on the faucet to wash her wrist. Yang Qian was also taken aback, and rushed forward, only to see that Mu Xin's snow-white skin had gradually turned red after being washed by the icy cold tap water in winter, but fortunately, it was not swollen. He heard her complain angrily: "What crazy words are you talking about?!" "You think this is crazy?" Yang Qian frowned, "I mean it." "So what if it's true?" Mu Xin glanced back at Yang Qian, with a half-smile, "Your mother took so much effort to separate us, what's the point now?" Hearing what she said, Yang Qian instinctively wanted to justify, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to justify. "Hey, can you believe it? One night, I actually dreamed of Zhong Xiaoxue." Mu Xin suddenly changed the subject. It's just that this topic is also very scary. Yang Qian didn't know what she was going to say, so he stood by and said nothing. "Is she still in Qihai?" Mu Xin asked while scooping up noodles, with a casual tone, as if he was talking about a friend who was once familiar but was far away from. "It's been more than a year since she came back. Her father was in poor health and was hospitalized for chemotherapy. She has been with her all the time." Yang Qian replied in a low voice. "Her father is not very old, has he retired?" Mu Xin really thought it was a family chat. "Back to the second line." Yang Qian felt that the air pressure in the kitchen was getting lower and lower, and he was a little out of breath, but he still answered with restraint, "I know my mother spread rumors that I want to marry Zhong Xiaoxue, but that's not true Well, I think her father doesn't have many days left, and she can't be fooled by asking her to find a boyfriend temporarily, so I help her to deceive her father occasionally... In fact, her father may not be satisfied with my current conditions. Married, still working in the grassroots criminal police team..." "That's why you thought of me, because I have also been divorced, and I am also in a grassroots police station, so the conditions are not much better. It is difficult to get married, so it is better to remarry. We don't dislike each other, right?" Mu Xin turned to look at Yang Qian One glance, half a smile but not a smile. "That's not what I mean," Yang Qian said anxiously, "We are husband and wife, don't we have feelings? I'm not the kind of person who sees differences, if it wasn't for my mother who got in the way, and you were so determined, how could I agree? divorce?" "Your mother messed up at the beginning, won't you mess up now? No matter how much you mess up, she is still your mother, so you can't just change your mother just to get married." Mu Xin thought this proposition was extremely ridiculous, "Besides, Yang Qian, dare we divorce Is it because of your mother's interference and my determination, it has nothing to do with yourself, so you don't have to take responsibility at all? If you really understand it this way, I can only say that even if we remarry, we will have to divorce soon .” "I can change it. If you say there is something wrong with me, I will change it!" Yang Qian couldn't help but took a step forward, stretched out his arms and hugged Mu Xin's waist tightly, put his face on her neck, and said in a muffled voice, "Daughter-in-law Son, please, come back. I couldn’t sleep the whole night when you left, and I was about to have a nervous breakdown. I wanted to come back to you, but I was afraid of angering my mother. You don’t know that because of my father She was about to become mentally ill, and she would cry if she could say something wrong, and I was so scared that I dared not go home. Don’t you remember the past, when you were studying, you came to me to borrow books, and I went to you Watching the theater, and later you train, I will go to the training base to see you whenever I have time, how happy we were at that time, how beautiful your smile is... But now I have never seen you smile like that." "What do you want to say Yang Qian, you want to say that I can only smile when I'm with you? But why don't you say how much I cry because of you..." Mu Xin threw down the chopsticks for noodles, Reaching out to break Yang Qian's arm, he turned around and took a step to the side, separated a little distance, and looked at him calmly, "If you want to come to me again, you just 'want', but in fact you didn't come. In my loneliest , When I was the most desperate and weakest, I imagined countless times that you could push open my door, come in to hug me or pour me a cup of hot water, but I didn't see you." A cruel smile gradually rose from the corners of her lips: "After the abortion operation, I was bleeding non-stop for three whole months, and I couldn't stop taking traditional Chinese medicine. Paper. The weather at that time was about the same as it is now. After the Spring Festival and before May 1st, people took off their sweaters and replaced them with three-quarter-length sleeves, but I had to wear a down jacket to keep from being cold. Yang Qian, I knew at that time Now, this is retribution, the price everyone has to pay for their actions. I don't want my child, God let me know what 'blood is thicker than water'. Similarly, you should also know that I am not called A plaything that comes and goes.” This is quite harsh. But Mu Xin didn't expect that Yang Qian's eyes were reddened by these words, but he couldn't make him flinch - he seemed to instantly change back to the Yang Qian when they first met, with his indomitable two-faced posture Stick to it.He just said repeatedly with red eyes: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, God punished me, I have a mental disorder now, you know? I go on a blind date, but I always feel that the other party can't talk to me. Let’s go together, they don’t understand my thinking. We are not the same way. Finally, there is one who is okay, but I don’t even want to hold her hand, so I don’t have that impulse! I think of you every night when I go to bed, I think it’s more secure to sleep with you, as if I was born to sleep with you only. I can’t even imagine what it’s like to sleep with another woman. As long as I think that woman is not you, I feel very strange and strange. Something is wrong..." "Stop!" Mu Xin couldn't listen any longer and had to interrupt, "Yang Qian, can we just keep talking and go to bed?" "How can I not mention it? This is my current state. It has been more than a year, daughter-in-law, you are forcing me to become a monk!" Yang Qian rubbed his face, lowered his head in frustration, took a step back, and leaned against the door side. Mu Xin looked over his shoulder and saw that the corridor was very quiet. Obviously everyone was busy and no one was going this way. Mu Xin thought about it and said, "Yang Qian, I won't hide it from you. going to get married." "What?" Yang Qian suddenly raised his head and looked at her in disbelief, "With whom?" "Chu Hangsheng," Mu Xin stood up straight and answered him generously, "Our parents have already met. If there is no accident, we will go to get a marriage certificate in a few days." "It's true." Looking at his appearance, Mu Xin also felt a little sad, "We can't go back, Yang Qian, let's get together and break up." Li Qian raised his head, glanced at Mu Xin, seemed to grit his teeth, and then said harshly, "No, I can't figure it out." After saying this, he suddenly turned around and walked out. Mu Xin wanted to stop him, but he saw him blowing into the yard like a whirlwind, starting the car, and whizzing away all the way, but he couldn't stop him. Mu Xin sighed deeply, a tinge of bitterness welled up in her heart, she thought: Yang Qian, if I knew today, why bother? However, Yang Qian is Yang Qian after all--the so-called country is easy to change, but nature is hard to change. It is really impossible to stop the things that Yang Qian can't figure out.In the next few days, Mu Xin would receive text messages from Yang Qian from time to time. The content ranged from reminiscing about the past to admonishing to think twice.Every time Mu Xin sees these words, which she knows to be true from the depths of Yang Qian's heart, she can't help but feel uncomfortable: After all, a husband and wife have loved each other for a hundred days, and it's hard to not care about them at all. On the contrary, Hao Huinan glanced at Mu Xin after seeing these text messages: "Are you planning to rekindle your old relationship with him?" "No plan, it's just his wishful thinking, I'm too lazy to reply." Mu Xin sat leisurely on Hao Huinan's bed, ravaging a Meng Qiqi doll next to the pillow. "Then it's better to speak harshly and let him give up." Hao Huinan sighed, "If he always behaves like this, if your brother sees him, even if he doesn't say anything, he won't be happy in his heart? " Mu Xin was stunned for a moment, as if he remembered Chu Hangsheng's feelings at this moment—yes, since they don't live together now, he naturally has many things he doesn't know, and because of trust, he seldom inquires.But if after marriage, you see the unbroken relationship between her and Yang Qian, will you be overwhelmed?No matter how tolerant and open-minded he is, it is only because he loves her, but it cannot be a reason for her to ignore his feelings. Thinking of this, Mu Xin gritted her teeth and asked Hao Huinan, "How can you be so harsh?" "What are you talking about viciously? For example, if you send text messages again, I will sue you for sexual harassment. For example, if you go away, don't let me see you again. For example, if you have the ability to change your mother, I will remarry you..." Hao Huinan gave support to others. When recruiting children, he talked eloquently, which made Mu Xin roll his eyes. Finally, when Hao Huinan finished running the mouthful train, Mu Xin shook Meng Qiqi in his hand: "Who gave this?" Hao Huinan pretended to be stupid: "Of course I bought it myself." "What are you buying it for? To sleep with you??" "What's wrong with sleeping with me? We are alone, a man and a widow, and we live together..." "Stop talking nonsense. It's obvious that I ordered the goods online for Zhang Le. I think you and Zhang Le are really lonely and dependent on each other. You said you have such a quick mind, have you figured out the relationship between you and Zhang Le? They don’t owe you anything, and when you don’t need it, you pick it up and use it as a life-saving straw, and when you don’t need it, you act as if you don’t violate the river water, how inhumane!” "Aren't I just thinking about it? He promised to give me time to think about it." Hao Huinan was struck by something in his mind and muttered, "We are all adults, so we must choose carefully." "Then take your time and be careful. Be careful that there is no such shop in this village... Hey, what are you typing on my phone?" “哈俣，我替你发了条短信给杨谦。”郝慧楠咧嘴大笑。 穆忻急了，抢过手机：“你说？” “也没说什么，就是他又发短信来抒情，说他后悔了，想要重修旧好，我就言简意赅地回了俩字'去死'……”郝慧楠摊摊手。 穆忻真是不知道该说什么好，半晌才说：“我说村长你能不能文雅点？你以前不是这样的。” “别提以前，以前我怎么知道自己会当村长？”郝慧楠瞥穆忻一眼，突然乐了，“怎么样？他没再发短信吧？要说还是得狠一点，对他人的狠才是对自己的宽容。” “张乐这是造了什么孽……”穆忻倒在郝慧楠的床上，把蒙奇奇盖在自己脸上闷声叹息。 郝慧楠笑了。穆忻没看见，郝慧楠看着那个蒙奇奇玩偶的表情，有多么温柔。 过两天便是周末，穆忻周五一早就给褚航声发短信，告诉他自己下班后会去他家，让他按时回家吃饭。周末一起去采购一些生活用品，周一请半天假去做结婚登记。 褚航声直接打电话回来，言语间都带着笑意：“终于忙完了？有空办正事儿了？” 穆忻抿嘴笑：“晚上你想吃什么？” “就想吃顿普通的家常菜，这些天住在宾馆里，天天吃自助餐，吃的味觉都失灵了。”褚航声叹口气。 “好，那你下班后早点回家。”穆忻柔声道。 电话那边，褚航声只觉得自己的心脏被这声音软软地挠一下，再挠一下，直到麻酥酥地膨胀成一团棉花。 “早点回家”——这简简单单的几个字，他到底有多久没有听到了？ 在他还有一个妻子的时候，作为一个目标明确、欲与男性试比高的职业女性，他的前妻是没有时间回家给他做一顿饭的。他也体谅她在外企工作压力大，甚至渐渐习惯了她一年里有二百多天在出差，基本是个空中飞人的生活。这种习惯因为长期的疏远而变成一种生活方式上的理所当然——似乎，他们本就应该分居两地；似乎，他们之间除了一张结婚证，本就没有牵连。 因而，当“结婚证”变成“离婚证”的时候，他们彼此都觉得这不过是个法律程序上的认定，而不是撕心裂肺的痛苦。大家握手道别，从此选择各自喜欢的方式和领域生活。他没有再提他是为了她才来这个城市工作，也不想再说当初为了这个选择他曾放弃了南方一家着名报刊诱人的职务与薪水……他也是有理想的男人，但他同样觉得自己应该有担待。 比如：她想回来，他就随她回来；她想走，他就让她走。他从没亏待她，他只是亏待了自己的爱情。 所以，当有这么一个女人，用温柔的声音，像普天下万千妻子那样叮嘱他“下班后早点回家”的时候，他觉得自己简直是在太久的休克之后重新活过来了！ 于是，下午五点半，刚到下班时间，褚航声几乎是迫不及待往家走。 上了楼一推门，“呼啦”一下子扑面而来一阵浓郁的饭菜香。他没来得及脱下外套就走进厨房，一眼就看见他那已经有半个月没见着的“准新娘”正围着围裙专心致志地炒菜。热气氤氲里，褚航声几乎有点热泪盈眶。 听见脚步声，穆忻回头，看着褚航声笑：“脱了外套，去帮我剥两颗蒜。” 她指挥他的语气自然得好像是老夫老妻，褚航声心里又是一软，直觉得有什么东西瞬间坍塌，让他和她之间再无阻隔。 这天是春分——书上说从这一天开始，阳光直射位置从赤道北移，渐渐昼长夜短。春天来了，处处是杨柳青青，燕子清啼，小麦拔节，油菜花香。 冰雪消融，好时光总算要到了。 穆忻一边炒菜一边暗自感怀，余光能瞄见褚航声在餐厅里开一瓶红酒，她没阻止，而是忍不住翘起嘴角，漾了一脸的笑意。红焖虾、木须肉、蒜蓉西兰花、山菌汤，都是再简单不过的家常菜，难登大雅之堂，却总有些特殊的香气，让这些不起眼的小菜比金碧辉煌背景下的精致菜肴更让人觉得心安。 哪怕，是家常菜配红酒，外加《新闻联播》做背景音这样奇怪的搭配，都因为这里是“家”，而越发恬淡温存起来。 那真是一个美好的夜晚，除了可口小菜和甘醇红酒，还包括那些散落在浴缸里的玫瑰花瓣——穆忻第一眼看过去的时候以为自己眼花了，再看一眼，确定没看错时差点大笑出声。 她站在洗手间门口唤褚航声：“哥，你这是跟谁学的？” 褚航声一边往这边走一边也笑了：“我今天找主任请假，说周一要去结婚登记，被我带的实习生听到了，临下班就塞给我这么一包东西，一定要我届时拿出来增加气氛。” 他说着指指身边的小矮柜：“还有这个。” 穆忻定睛一看，矮柜上摆着个可爱的小香薰炉，白白的瓷质、鼓鼓的肚子，里面有蜡烛在燃烧，渐渐有香气四散开来。 穆忻憋着笑皱眉：“这实习生还是上次说的那个女孩子吧？想不到你人缘这么好。” “你连吃醋都装不像，”褚航声放下手里的东西，转身托起穆忻的下巴，低头看她的眼睛，“这就算是洞房花烛夜了，你好歹捧捧场。” 他说完也笑了，却在穆忻笑出声之前抢先吻上她的唇。穆忻闭上眼睛，伸手环住他的腰，把自己放心的交付到他的怀抱里——那一刻，她心无杂念。 这是最好的时光，是她记忆中的分水岭，是她以为终于苦尽甘来的“春分”。 倘若，没有那阵突兀的电话铃声。