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Chapter 138 Mu Xihe's Actions

The weather started to turn cold. This is a snowy city. Since the first day it snowed, the snow piled up by the sanitation workers on the side of the road has not melted, and Mu Xihe's winter vacation life has also begun.

What he needed was also delivered to him.

In the end, he did not choose the APP that could control the camera of the mobile phone, but chose a small software that can only monitor the communication. It is a modified weather forecast APP. The accuracy rate of the original APP is as high as 90.00%. It can only be installed through a specific installation link. Under the cover of the weather forecast, it has the functions of monitoring communication and positioning.

Ye Xingze is not worthy of the winter vacation. He has been busy with the investment of that small technology company recently. He indulged himself to go out at ten o'clock every day at most. As soon as he went out that day, he bumped into Mu Xihe.

In the past few days, the two of them have had lunch together, and there is no other interaction. After all, there is a reborn soul hidden in this Mu Xihe. Mu Xihe is much more familiar with his own life trajectory and ups and downs than Ye Xingze. , so Ye Xingze was a bit lazy about his task object.

"Morning, Xihe." Ye Xingze greeted first.

"Good morning, Brother Xingze, are you going to work?" Mu Xihe, who had been guarding the entrance to listen to the movement, made a very clever look, and calmly reminded, "There will be heavy snow in the afternoon, so bring an umbrella."

Ye Xingze happened to have a limited number of cars today, so he needed to take a taxi. Ye Xingze looked out the window suspiciously, "Heavy snow? I think the weather is pretty good, so you don't need to bring it. It will probably be gone in a while. You have to go out?"

"Well, my classmate asked me out." Mu Xihe didn't try to persuade him any more. Looking at the back of Ye Xingze going to work, he also carried his schoolbag and went out.

Walked to a dessert shop not far from where Ye Xingze worked. This dessert shop was newly opened. The money paid by Mu Xihe was in the name of Wang Ke. The scale was not large, and the decoration was not the usual sweet style. , but with a bit of indifference, which looked a bit contrasted, not counting Mu Xihe who had just entered the door, there were only four staff members in total.

Mu Xihe went straight to the back kitchen. There were two people inside who were preparing the desserts that were going to be put out today. Seeing Mu Xihe greeted him and then went to work on himself, Mu Xihe walked in, and there was a small space , and Cheng Nuo.

He hired Cheng Nuo to come here as a part-time job during the winter vacation. When he came, he would teach him how to make desserts. When he was away, he could also greet guests.

It's a good job, not tiring, and the salary is not low. After all, she is someone who has always helped her in her previous life. Mu Xihe gave her this job to take care of her.

"You are here." Cheng Nuo was very happy to see Mu Xihe, and came forward to help Mu Xihe put away his schoolbag. Mu Xihe grew a little taller, and Cheng Nuo only reached his chin. The little girl hugged Mu Xihe put his schoolbag on the side table.

Without saying anything more, Mu Xihe started to learn today's new dessert.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, snowflakes began to float outside, one by one, and the falling speed was also very fast. The ground was covered with a layer of whiteness. Mu Xihe stopped stirring and started stirring again.

"Mu Xihe, do you have a mobile phone?" Cheng Nuo saw that it was snowing outside, and wanted to send a message to remind his mother who was resting to put away her clothes, but she couldn't find her mobile phone, "I'll use your mobile phone to call me. "

"It's in the schoolbag, you take it yourself." Mu Xihe had flour all over his hands, and asked Cheng Nuo to find it by himself.

Cheng Nuo opened the zipper of his schoolbag, and there was a black umbrella and a wallet inside. Cheng Nuo flipped through it twice and found Mu Xihe's phone, "Mu Xihe, you actually brought an umbrella. When you go out, the weather It's pretty good."

"Well, I'm used to it." Mu Xihe replied casually.

It was around five o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Xingze's usual time to get off work, the snow hadn't stopped, and Mu Xihe packed two cakes he had made by himself, and was ready to go out.

"Mu Xihe, are you leaving?" Cheng Nuo asked.

"Well, you should go back quickly, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, and there are unused umbrellas in the store." It was past five o'clock in the afternoon in winter, and the sky did not darken, probably because of the snow.

"Can you send me?" Cheng Nuo mustered up his courage and asked.

Mu Xihe turned his head, glanced at Cheng Nuo in surprise, and refused, "No, I'm going to pick someone up."

"Is it the one you like?"

"Yes, so you should be careful on the road alone." Mu Xihe paused, and said incoherently, "I like him very much."

So don't waste your time on me.

Cheng Nuo heard it, and bid farewell to the clerks in frustration. She really liked Mu Xihe, and she felt a little reconciled to being rejected so clearly. Looking at Mu Xihe's back, she followed him in a strange way.

Mu Xihe didn't notice.

When he arrived at Ye Xingze's place of work, the front desk already knew him, smiled at him and let him go up. Ye Xingze was worrying about the snow. It was snowing so heavily, and he didn't know if he could get a taxi.

"I'm driving, or I'll take you back?" Zhang Ningfeng suggested.

"Brother Xingze," before Ye Xingze agreed, he heard Mu Xihe calling him, and Mu Xihe walked to Ye Xingze's side, "I'll drop by to pick you up."

Then he secretly glanced at Zhang Ningfeng.

Zhang Ningfeng: ...the brat!

"Then I'll go first, you two should be careful on the way." Zhang Ningfeng was not happy to be stared at by the brat, so he packed up his things and left.

"Brother Xingze." Turning his head to look at Ye Xingze again, Mu Xihe obviously had a different expression, shaking the dessert in his hand, with a tone of begging for praise, "Today we have Boston pie and chestnut cake. Walk?"

"Why are your hands so cold?" Ye Xingze easily saw Mu Xihe's red fingertips from the cold, and reached out to touch them, "Put the things in your schoolbag."

"It's not cold," Mu Xihe flinched, but was still caught by Ye Xingze. The heat in Ye Xingze's palm was in contrast to his cold fingertips, and Mu Xihe felt that the heat was numb and spread to his entire body. Arm, "If you put something in your schoolbag, it will be crushed, so you can't eat it."

The air conditioner was on in the room, but it took a while to warm up your hands.

"Wait," Ye Xingze paused, walked into the lounge and found a hand warmer, which was still warm, and stuffed it into Mu Xihe's hands, "I used it during my afternoon rest, and it was still warm."

Ye Xingze's office is only equipped with an air conditioner in front of the reception, not in the lounge, so Ye Xingze prepared a hand warmer for himself to use when fishing in the lounge.

Mu Xihe obediently took off his padded clothes, hugged the hand warmer, and sat in front of Ye Xingze, "Brother Xingze, I reminded you to bring an umbrella this morning."

"The weather was very good when I went out in the morning. How could you have guessed it?" Ye Xingze quibbled, resolutely refusing to admit that he was lazy to go back to get it. "How do you know it's snowing?"

"My classmate recommended a weather forecast software for me, and it's quite accurate," Mu Xihe lowered his eyes and said slowly, "Do you want to try it too?"

"Okay." Ye Xingze was eating happily, and handed over the phone, "You can download it for me."

This move was exactly what Mu Xihe wanted. He took the phone, copied the link from his own phone and sent it, and then installed it for Ye Xingze.

A small logo also appeared on the background of Mu Xihe's mobile phone.

After Ye Xingze finished eating the cake, it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and the employees in the company were almost off work, so Ye Xingze and Mu Xihe walked out slowly.

Sure enough, as Ye Xingze expected, with such heavy snow, the road was quiet, not even a taxi.

Mu Xihe opened the umbrella and stretched his arms to cover Ye Xingze's head. He was shorter than Ye Xingze, and it took a little effort to hold the umbrella. Ye Xingze said, "Let me do it."

After walking two steps, Ye Xingze found that Mu Xihe always walked out of the umbrella. This umbrella was a single umbrella, and it was very difficult to cover two boys at the same time. Mu Xihe kept walking outside the umbrella. Seeing this, Ye Xingze , put Mu Xihe's arm on the side close to his own on his arm holding the umbrella, "Come in, I can't cover you anymore."

Mu Xihe obediently grabbed Ye Xingze's sleeve and took two steps. He seemed to feel that walking like this was uncomfortable, so Mu Xihe put his hand around Ye Xingze's arm and held it.

Ye Xingze looked at Mu Xihe suspiciously, the latter blinked and said, "It's more comfortable this way."

Ye Xingze didn't say anything, and acquiesced to Mu Xihe's actions.

Mu Xihe shrunk his face, shrunk his face into the scarf, and looked like he was afraid of the cold, but he was actually hiding his uncontrollable smile.

He was close to Ye Xingze's side, and he could easily smell the laundry detergent coming out of Ye Xingze's body. The hand holding Ye Xingze's arm shrank as if he was afraid of the cold, but he was holding on to the padded jacket tightly. The corner of the fold.

The backs of the two looked extremely intimate.

It was also imprinted in the eyes of Cheng Nuo who followed Mu Xihe.

Originally, she just wanted to follow the boy she liked for a while, but found that the boy soon turned into an office building. Cheng Nuo wanted to see what the man Mu Xihe liked looked like.

She thought that the person Mu Xihe liked should be the kind of confident and beautiful girl, but in the end, Mu Xihe seemed to be leaning against a man.

Homosexuality is naturally legal in this world, but it is a minority after all, at least in Cheng Nuo's world, she has not seen this kind of union.

Cheng Nuo's heart was suddenly empty, as if something was missing, she felt as if there was something that belonged to her, and ran away.

Mu Xihe's plan was successful, and he was able to get so close to Ye Xingze openly, chatting happily along the way, "...Brother Xingze, let's go to the aquarium in a while, I haven't done it yet. been there."

Aquarium?

Ye Xingze suddenly felt as if his head hurt, but it was only a moment, like an illusion, "I can't decide this, I'll take you there when this project is over."

When they got home, the two said goodbye to each other, and then went home separately.

Mu Xihe didn't even change his shoes. He took out his mobile phone and clicked on the sign in the background. The cache circle turned two and a half times, and the words "connected to the target" were displayed.

In this way, if someone in Ye Xingze's communication called Ye Xingze, Mu Xihe would see Ye Xingze's note to that person, and at the same time hear the content of the two people's communication.

But two or three days have passed, and nothing has been monitored. The person named "Xia Jingcheng" seems to have never contacted Ye Xingze again, or the two of them may have contacted through other methods. Mu Xihe was a little anxious.

Until this day, when the notification sounded on the phone, Mu Xihe clicked on it and saw "Xia Jingcheng asked the target to communicate, do you want to monitor?" Mu Xihe pressed Yes, even though he knew that Ye Xingze would not notice, he still took a breath and called. After two busy tones, Mu Xihe heard Ye Xingze's voice.

There was another voice.

It was a young man, and it sounded a little familiar, but it was the first time for Mu Xihe to do this kind of thing, so he didn't put so much effort into discerning why the voice sounded familiar.

He learned that the two of them had made an appointment in a coffee shop and wanted to meet. Mu Xihe knew that in the modern age of WeChat, it is not easy to catch a phone call. Who knows when the next time will be, Mu Xihe thought, he We have to see what this "Xia Jingcheng" looks like.

The author has something to say:

1. I made nonsense about that APP

2. Surveillance is illegal