Why can't the main male protagonist get rid of it?

Chapter 133 The Past

Under the warm yellow street lights, the two confronted each other silently, and Mu Xihe's heart was beating violently. Because of nervousness, he unconsciously clenched his fist, which stimulated the wound on his palm, and his face became paler and paler.

"No need, Brother Xingze," Mu Xihe wanted to step back, but when he saw Ye Xingze open the door and get out of the car, standing there, for some reason, Mu Xihe suddenly couldn't lift his feet, "I really have something to do."

"What's the matter?" Ye Xingze saw more clearly after getting out of the car, he didn't understand what Mu Xihe was hiding, he just thought that so much blood dripped down, he had suffered multiple injuries, "Where are you going, I'll take you off .”

"No need..." Mu Xihe still wanted to struggle a few more words.

"Come here," Ye Xingze frowned, and said calmly, "Three seconds, if you don't come here again, you don't have to come here again."

"three."

"Two——" Ye Xingze saw Mu Xihe raised his foot, walked over step by step, dripping blood dripped all the way, and then stopped three or four steps away from him.

Ye Xingze strode forward directly, and stretched out his hand to grab Mu Xihe's hand that had been hiding behind him all this time. After a while, he didn't deal with it, and was clenched into a fist again. The blood on the palm of his hand was all over his hand, which looked terrifying.

Ye Xingze glared at Mu Xihe, opened the back door of the car, "Get in the car."

Mu Xihe sat in aggrieved, thinking that Brother Xingze would not let him sit in the co-pilot, but before he finished thinking, he saw Ye Xingze also sneak in, and took out a simple medical box from the locker.

"Why do you still have this in your car?" Mu Xihe made a mistake, looked carefully at Ye Xingze's face, and asked with a smile.

Ye Xingze looked up at him without emotion, and Mu Xihe obediently remained silent.

Ye Xingze took out the alcohol and gauze from the medical kit, and wiped off the blood on Mu Xihe's hands first. The wound was gradually revealed, not long, but deep, as if he was holding a knife hard. It was too deep, Ye Xingze wasn't sure if alcohol alone would work, so he simply wrapped it in gauze, tied it in a knot, and was about to get out of the car.

"Where are you going?" Mu Xihe was flustered by Ye Xingze's silent attitude, and reached out to pull Ye Xingze's clothes, but before Ye Xingze closed the car door.

Ye Xingze sat in the driver's seat, saw Mu Xihe's drooping eyebrows from the rearview mirror, couldn't hold back his serious airs, and lowered his voice, "Okay, those who don't know think I hit you."

"Aren't you angry?" Mu Xihe's heart relaxed a little, and on the surface he still had the expression of "I know I was wrong".

"Why are you mad at you for fighting?" Ye Xingze searched for the nearest hospital, opened the navigation, "I want to ask why you are avoiding me?"

"I'm afraid you won't be happy when you see it." Mu Xihe whispered.

"What's wrong with me?" Ye Xingze asked puzzled, "I won't scold you, what are you afraid of?"

You really don't scold me.

Mu Xihe thought, you just don't like me like this.

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In his previous life, Mu Xihe was good at fighting and fighting, skipping classes and jumping over walls, he was determined to go his own way and would not listen to persuasion, even if he met someone he liked, he would only use childish tricks, such as fighting today and driving a car tomorrow etc. to attract attention.

Seeing that Ye Xingze was having a headache because of his affairs, he felt that he was an uneasy villain, but at the same time he was obsessed with Ye Xingze's care and attention to him. He liked seeing Ye Xingze running around for him, and liked Ye Xingze looking at him helplessly. Just say, "Don't do that next time."

Such a helpless and doting look always gives Mu Xihe the illusion that he likes me too.

Until the day he ran into Ye Xingze and Zhang Ningfeng chatting.

It was a cooperation dinner between Ye's and Mu's, and it was held at a famous open-air restaurant in the city. This restaurant is most famous for its own rose garden. Many people would choose to come here to confess their love or propose marriage. Mu Xihe got rid of it. Because of the entanglement of the group of old men, they contacted the restaurant manager to book it up in advance, and personally arranged it a little bit, and wanted to express their love to Ye Xingze on the day of the dinner.

When he was so excited that he couldn't wait for the elevator and ran straight up to the fourth floor, he heard Ye Xingze and Zhang Ningfeng chatting. Mu Xihe didn't want to eavesdrop. I always felt that Zhang Ningfeng liked Ye Xingze, so of course he couldn't be so embarrassing in front of his rival.

Zhang Ningfeng was fetching wine for Ye Xingze, and the conversation ended here somehow, "You are not too young, when are you going to find someone to settle down with?"

"No rush, wait until you meet the right one." Ye Xingze shrugged indifferently.

"Then what do you like?" Zhang Ningfeng asked curiously.

"It's definitely not like you," Ye Xingze joked, seeing Zhang Ningfeng glaring at him, he continued, "Well--good-looking, it makes people worry, it's better not to be too possessive, and the best is the best." alright."

Mu Xihe's breathing had long since calmed down, but Ye Xingze hadn't seen him that day.

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By the time Mu Xihe was bandaged up and returned home, it was already very late. The medicine the doctor gave Mu Xihe contained a little sleeping ingredient. Mu Xihe slept soundly in the car, and Ye Xingze shook it lightly. He, "Wake up, you're home, go home and sleep again."

"Hmm—" Mu Xihe opened his eyes in bewilderment, saw that Ye Xingze was still a little unconscious, and opened his mouth, "Uncle Ye..."

The voice was too low, Ye Xingze couldn't hear clearly, only his own last name, "What?"

Mu Xihe woke up, following Ye Xingze's movements, rubbed his head out against Ye Xingze's arms, and said, "Brother Xingze, your hand hurts."

"Okay, come down quickly," Ye Xingze snorted, brushing Mu Xihe's hair, "Go back and sleep."

Mu Xihe curled his lips, got out of the car obediently, and then leaned on Ye Xingze like a boneless koala. Ye Xingze couldn't laugh or cry, and his voice became more helpless and indulgent every time. It was the emotion that Mu Xihe was most fascinated by. Only when Mu Xihe heard such a voice could he be sure that Ye Xingze was not angry.

"Okay, we're home." Ye Xingze gently pushed Mu Xihe's back, letting him open the door and go in. "I'm going back too."

"You won't let me in?" Mu Xihe raised his injured hand and protested, "I'm a patient."

"Your hand is injured, not your leg," Ye Xingze complained. Seeing Mu Xihe staring at him with a frown, he smiled and surrendered, "OK, OK, tell me, what's the password to open the door?"

Asked this question, Mu Xihe suddenly went dumb, and said after a while, "Forget it, you still have to go on a business trip tomorrow, go back and have an early rest."

"It was you who asked me to take you back, and you were the one who asked me to go back to rest earlier." Ye Xingze laughed angrily, "Would you like to walk me to play, young master?"

"I don't care about you, okay, good night." Mu Xihe didn't see anything unusual, and waved his hand as usual.

Seeing Ye Xingze enter the house, he was relieved, and pressed down the code lock on his door one by one.

After Ye Xingze returned home, while changing his shoes at the entrance, he sent a message to Zhang Ningfeng: Check Mu Xihe for me.

Recalling the information revealed by the teacher at the parent meeting and Mu Xihe's sentence "Who dares to ask him a question" at the front desk, Ye Xingze originally thought that it might be because both parents died, so Mu Xihe grew up and decided to study hard.

But what he saw tonight made Ye Xingze suspicious.

When he was driving by, he saw a group of people walking in the opposite direction from an alley supporting each other. Ye Xingze didn't think much about it at first, but when he saw Mu Xihe's back in front, he suddenly felt that these two things were connected, as if It is somewhat similar to the Mu Xihe described in the data, but it is normal, and it is not a big deal to be similar to the data.

Until Ye Xingze saw Mu Xihe nervously hiding his wound in front of him.

Ye Xingze was blessed to the heart.

So it wasn't that Mu Xihe didn't match the data, or that Mu Xihe grew up overnight after his parents died, but that Mu Xihe just pretended to be a good boy in front of him.

But why?

Why does Mu Xihe pretend to be in front of him? He is always arrogant and domineering in front of his parents.

Ye Xingze decided that he should check the old Mu Xihe.

Ye Xingze's flight on a business trip was at eleven o'clock in the morning on Saturday, and he slept comfortably until 09:30. Not long after he woke up, he heard a knock on the door. It was Mu Xihe.

"Brother Xingze, morning," Mu Xihe wrapped his left hand with a bandage, and his right hand held the medicine prescribed by the doctor last night, "It's not convenient for me to take the medicine, so I need your help."

"Come in," Ye Xingze turned sideways to let Mu Xihe in, "I just finished giving you the medicine, so I should go too."

"How many days will this business trip take?" Mu Xihe asked casually, "Who are you with?"

"We also have a branch in U province, although it's not big, so this time it's just me and Ningfeng. We have to go for a few days to see how things go." Ye Xingze carefully removed the bandage on Mu Xihe's hand. After it was removed, the wound was not as scary as last night. Ye Xingze unscrewed the medicine bottle and dipped it in the medicine with a cotton swab.

"Are you on good terms with that Zhang Ningfeng?" Mu Xihe's heart was full of alarm bells. There is a branch office there, so the employees all have their own residences. Ye Xingze and Zhang Ningfeng lived in the hotel alone. They were still in the hotel. When Mu Xihe thought of this, the nails of his right hand uncontrollably pinched a crescent out of his palm.

"Be polite, Ningfeng is older than you, so you should call him brother," Ye Xingze explained, "Ningfeng is my roommate in college, who has helped me a lot in life and work."

"Then when I grow up, can I be your assistant?" Mu Xihe ignored Ye Xingze's words to call him brother Zhang Ningfeng, what a joke, he wanted to drive Zhang Ningfeng away from Ye Xingze, how could he still call him elder brother.

"What nonsense are you talking about? When you grow up, there will be Mu family waiting for you." Ye Xingze lowered his head and took the medicine, thinking that Mu Xihe was joking, "You won't have time to be my assistant by then."

Mu Xihe pouted, but said nothing.

Mu Xihe injured his left hand. Ye Xingze was very close to him for the convenience of applying the medicine. Mu Xihe also leaned forward to see his wound being wiped away by Ye Xingze bit by bit with the medicine. Mu Xihe squinted his eyes in enjoyment, with his two heads next to each other, breathing intertwinedly under the condition that one of them was careless and the other was intentional.

But when the medicine was finished, Ye Xingze put a bandage on the wound again, and there was a knock on the door.

Ye Xingze wanted to open the door, Mu Xihe stood up after him, and was about to clean up the table, but he slipped his foot and rushed in the direction Ye Xingze left. He had just finished applying the medicine to his left hand, and if it fell to the ground, it would definitely collapse, so it would be nothing. Yes, Ye Xingze turned around quickly, wrapped one hand around Mu Xihe's waist, and grabbed Mu Xihe's left wrist with the other hand, keeping it in the air so that it would not be touched. In the end, the two of them fell to the side together. on the sofa.

Zhang Ningfeng outside the door actually knew the password of Ye Xingze's room door, but he knocked on the door out of politeness. Hearing the sound inside the door, worried about what happened, Zhang Ningfeng entered the password and rushed in.

But he found that his boss seemed to be hugging and kissing the high school student opposite him.

That's right, it was the person Ye Xingze sent him a message to investigate yesterday night, and now Ye Xingze has rolled with him. Thinking about it this way, Zhang Ningfeng suddenly felt that Ye Xingze was not a person, and while investigating him, he hooked up with him.

It's no wonder that he was thinking crookedly. Ye Xingze and Mu Xihe leaned on the sofa with half their bodies, grasping their waists and grabbing hands. Because of the fall, the collar of Ye Xingze's pajamas spread a little bit, and Mu Xihe's right hand was just placed on Ye Xingze's collarbone. , it seems that it is more than just planning to kiss.

Mu Xihe lowered his head. Originally, he just wanted Zhang Ningfeng to wait outside the door for a while. He had better hear the voice inside and make up his mind before retreating. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ningfeng knew the password of Ye Xingze's house and rushed in to witness , this is already a windfall, okay?

However, Zhang Ningfeng took Mu Xihe's snickering with his head buried as Mu Xihe's shyness, thinking that the child's mobility is really amazing now, and the progress is really fast.

Don't interfere with your boss's emotional life. Zhang Ningfeng was still very professional and walked outside the door. He planned to wait outside for a while. When he walked to the door, he thought about it, and then said to Ye Xingze:

"Xingze, please exercise restraint, otherwise you will break the law."

The author has something to say:

1. Hurry up slowly and finally catch up, maybe there is a little water, and I haven't had time to repair it

2. Because the APP of Jinjiang was uninstalled recently, the comments of Baozi did not reply in time

3. Thank you for your support