Chapter 482: : When the small thought implants the virus

There was no sound in the main house at night, and everyone fell asleep.
When Xiao Nian took a deep breath, he resolutely walked to the room of Mu Qianchu, pushed the door open, and the inside was dark, the curtains were pulled, and there was no light.
She closed her door and leaned back there. The sight was dark, which made her feel fear deep inside her heart. She subconsciously touched the wall and wanted to turn on the light.
Can't turn on the light.
Will be discovered.
She is not afraid of black, what is so scary, when she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, she constantly instills a sentence for herself. If it is here, he will do it.
He will be very calm.
He is not afraid of black.
Therefore, she is not afraid of black.
When Xiaonian opened his eyes, he took out his mobile phone and pressed it around with a weak light. He walked toward the desk. She opened the laptop on the table and then took out a small silver box from the pocket again.
She inserted the silver box directly into the phone.
This is what she found from the Palace of Europe before she came to Italy. As soon as she plugged in, the domestic Fengde could help her monitor the mobile phone of Mu Qianchu.
The way she can think of now is that Miyao once taught her.
The phone is being implanted with a virus, and the laptop is turned on. She immediately dims the screen and then takes out a u disk and plugs it into the usb port of the computer to continue implanting the virus.
She used the means to monitor Mu Qianchu.
If the family is not coming back, she only hopes to find the whereabouts of Miyako by such means.
Live to see people, die to see the body.
The virus of the computer and mobile phone is implanted at the same time. When you look at the time, you should have time. It takes a long time to cook the bone soup.
When Xiao Nian stood up from the desk and turned around, through the faint light on the screen, I saw a row of bookshelves behind, and the bookshelves were filled with books and documents.
She carefully picked up a file and put it in front of the computer. She read the text in the dark light. It was an insignificant task. She put the file back and continued to take it. She suddenly saw the document exposed. A trace of a picture frame.
When Xiao Nian looked at the question in confusion, he reached out and took the picture frame and walked over to the desk, looking through the dark light.
It is a damaged painting.
There are traces of the collage above, a pair of snow paintings, teenagers and girls playing snowballs in the snow, and their faces are filled with happy smiles.
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When Xiao Nian’s memory was brought back to the past, her throat seemed to be shackled and dried up.
He also remembers the time when they were young.
It used to be vivid, and she really wanted to believe in him without reservation.
The snowy teenager must be the cleanest.
When Xiao Nian’s fingers touched the painting, he whispered in a low voice.
Hope is that I am wrong. I hope everything is too stupid.

She put the painting back on the shelf and turned to look at the virus strips implanted on the computer and the phone, without stopping it.
She did not stop.
My father is dead, and the whereabouts of Miyagami are unknown. Now she is not qualified to use emotions and must grow up.
Wait for the virus strip to finish reading. When you read the computer, turn off the computer and put the phone back in your pocket.
The room suddenly recovered darkness and there was no light at all.
When Xiao Nian touched the black room, he went out and went downstairs.
In the kitchen, Mu Qianchu was still busy. She walked over and put the phone into his jacket pocket if nothing had happened. Then he walked to him and whispered. "It takes a long time to cook this soup."
Mu Qianchu was leaning on the table and waiting for the soup to boil. He heard the voice turning to look at her. "It’s down the aunt."
"Yeah." When Xiaonian nodded, he walked over to him and learned how he looked at the table, facing the counter. "She was very tired these two days, smiling and smiling at me. It was sad to turn around." Tears, I am afraid she can't sleep well at night, so she put a sleeping pill in her milk, and she can finally sleep well tonight."
"Aunt should be fine."
Mu Qianchu turned to stare at her.
"The mother has mild depression, so I am more worried." Shi Xiao Nian said.
"You can rest assured that I am already looking for a professional psychiatrist, just as I have a few good doctors on hand, you choose one." Mu Qianchu walked to the door, picked up the jacket on the chair, and took out the mobile phone from inside.
When Xiao Nian looked back at him, he observed his movements.
Mu Qianchu took the phone in his hand and made a few strokes. His face was not the same, and Xiaoyan was relieved a little.
"show you."
Mu Qianchu handed the mobile phone to her. All of the above were excellent psychologists' information. When Xiao Nian looked at it, he said, "All can, it seems that the resume is very good."
"Well, I will contact one of them to let him come over and solve the aunt." Mu Qianchu put the phone back and slowly put down the sleeves of the rolled up shirt and said, "Auntie lived on the island all the year round, except for some banquets. Out of the island, there are only family members in my eyes, and my heart is simpler than you. I believe that with the intervention of a psychiatrist, she will be better if she is sad."
"My heart is no longer simple."
When Xiao Nian smiled blankly.
When Mu Qianchu looked down at her, Shi Xiaoyan leaned on the table and said, "Isn't it? There have been too many things in the past two years, and the relationship between the parents and the parents has been severed, and the parents have been recognized, but one less. Engaged with Miyako, he disappeared for no reason."
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Mu Qianchu stood silently beside her.
"Maybe, I really don't have a home."
She thought she got it, and the result was so easily broken.
"I don't think so." Mu Qianchu looked at her, her eyes were deep, and her voice was warm and mellow like the red wine that was just brewed. "You haven't found the one who can really give you a home."
""
This time, the time is small and silent.
She looked up at his eyes and looked at her.
Nowadays, I can’t really talk about how beautiful, the thin face is very small, there is no makeup, my eyes are red and bloody, and my eyes don’t look so clear. The whole person writes two words, 憔悴.
But when she watched him quietly like this, Mu Qianchu’s heart still jumped a beat.
This woman, how long he thought about how long he had read.
In the past two years, he felt that she was a little closer to him. She drifted away, away from his sight, without a phone call, without contact, just like completely forgetting him.
Now that Miyake has lost power and he is owned by him, he finally has to worry about when she will drift away.
Mu Qianchu reached out and held her shoulder and bowed her head to her lips.
"Thousands of beginnings."
When Xiao Nian stood in front of him, he did not move, but his eyes were a little cold.
""
Mu Qianchu’s face was close to her, her lips, and she continued to kiss.
When Xiao Nian pushed his hand away, he said faintly, "Go back to rest, I will wait until the soup is open."
Mu Qianchu did not have any more movements, and said softly, "I am here to accompany you."
"Maybe the flute is still waiting for you, it's too late, go back."
When Xiao Nian said.
"You know that I didn't sleep in a room with the flute. She didn't have to wait for me." Mu Qianchu said, a pair of eyes staring at her deeply, explaining.
"You don't go see how to know."
"The bone soup is cooked by me. I don't know how much seasoning. I will wait for you to finish the soup and go up." Mu Qianchu said, insisting on staying with her.
When I was young, I wanted to say that I had no appetite, but I thought about it.
I don't know why, she feels that Muqian seems to have residual feelings for her.
If everything is done by him, then it is not a joke to have feelings for her.
This night, when Xiao Nian and Mu Qianchu stood in the kitchen waiting for a pot of bone soup to boil, each with their own minds.
The sun rises and brightens the entire white sand islands.
When Xiao Nian took a cup of coffee and stood looking down at the window, I saw a lot of men in uniform walking around. The name is patrolling, but it is also a kind of surveillance in disguise.
The sun fell on her face, revealing her thoughts.
The current situation is that she and Xu Bingxin have no use value for Mu Qianchu. She pretends to know nothing, that is, she hopes that Mu Qian’s first reading will not kill her. .
Fortunately, I left today.
As soon as he left the island and left Italy, Mu Qianchu’s hand could not stretch out so long.
When Xiao Nian took a cup of coffee, he looked down at the bottom, and suddenly saw two familiar figures standing on the edge of the distance.
Time flute.
Mu Qianchu.
The two were talking about something, only to see the flute bending down and bowing, like an apology.
Upon seeing it, Shimian immediately turned to walk towards his bed, put the coffee cup aside, turned the computer on, pressed the finger a few times, and then grabbed the earphones and put it in his ear.
"Sorry, sorry, thousand early, I didn't mean it."
The sound of the flute immediately passed into her ear.
When Xiao Nian was here, it was difficult to monitor Mu Qianchu at all times, so it was monitored by the domestic Fengde people. She only went to eavesdrop when she felt weird.
Sure enough, Shidi really apologized.
"These things you have done are too naive. We are no longer a child. Sprinkle beads in the place where Xiao Nian passed, spit in her cup. This childish behavior I don't want to see again." Mu Qianchu's voice is a bit harsh. Reprimanded the flute, "If there is another time, I will not take care of you again."
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When Xiao Nian sat on the bed and listened slyly, she had been thinking about Mu Qianchu for two days, and she did not pay attention to what the obedience had done.
She looked at the coffee on the side and suddenly had some nausea.
The whistle is as vinegar as she used to be, and she is doing something like this.
"I won't be, I won't, I don't want to chase me away." The voice of the flute cried with tears and asked Muqian forgiveness. "I won't be jealous again in the future. I promise, even if the sister and you are really there. Together, I won't be embarrassed. I just want to be by your side. Don't chase me away. I beg you, beg you, I promise to be very obedient. I will do whatever you say."
Then there is something that sounds on the ground, it should be when the flute is down.