After I became A Piao, I found out that my best friend had a crush on me

Ying Ze: "This morning, the driver who caused the accident was sentenced."

He seemed to have just left on some solemn occasion. He was dressed in a suit, his mouth was pursed, and he didn't show much expression.

With a low voice, he said slowly: "15 years. I have tried my best... A Yue."

At the end, Ying Ze paused for a moment.

He sat on a bench by the side of the road, surrounded by pedestrians.There was a tree behind him, but it was already November, and the trunk was bare, with only a few dead leaves hanging on it.

Passers-by occasionally glanced at him, wondering.Why is a good-looking, well-dressed man just sitting here, talking to himself?

Ying Ze: "Originally I planned to visit you when I came out of the court. But when I came out, my aunt was in a bad condition. I was worried, so I decided to send my uncle and aunt home first. We agreed to go tomorrow, you wait Just wait."

He paused for a moment, and then said, "They all have white hair on their heads. A Yue, if you were still here, how heartbroken would it be to see this?"

In front of Ying Ze was a road with endless traffic.

Three months ago, Meng Yue had a car accident here, and the driver escaped.

Right now, after Ying Ze finished seeing off Meng Yue's parents, he originally planned to cheer up and go back to the company to deal with the backlog of affairs.But there seemed to be something wrong with the road he often walked on, and the navigation software was red a lot.The driver had no choice but to take a long detour.But after going around and around, I came here.

Ying Ze told the driver to stop and pulled the car to the side of the road.When I got out of the car, I felt that this was God's will.

He has been very busy recently and has not spoken to his friends for a long time.At this moment, I don't know anyone by my side, but I can chatter and talk a lot.

Meng Yue is only 23 years old. He has just graduated from university and has great ambitions for the future.In the past three months, Ying Ze has been thinking, if he did not pull Meng Yue into the company, but let Meng Yue freely start his own business outside, does it mean that all this would not have happened.

Meng Yue's family background is good.His father was a writer who took a serious literary route and had many publications.My mother taught at the university, majoring in languages.

The two practiced stocking of Meng Yue and never restrained him.

Ying Ze once went to Meng Yue's house as a guest. In Meng Yue's room, he saw rock posters all over the wall, as well as skateboards and basses in the corner.Seeing that Ying Ze paid attention to this, Meng Yue leaned against the door, smiled, and said, "I was very rebellious when I was in junior high school. At that time, I thought about forming a band, but in the end, everyone who played together was beaten by their parents." I took the exam at home. There is no way, the band can’t get up, so I have to study hard.”

Although he is undisciplined, he is also very smart, successfully admitted to the best high school in the city, and then entered the top university.

Ying Ze and Meng Yue are college classmates. By the time of their senior year graduation, other students around them are either preparing to enter higher education, or going around for interviews, hoping to get a favorite offer.Only Meng Yue, he went to a few recruitments, but he was not interested.I mentioned it to Ying Ze in private, saying that I have some ideas, but they still need to be perfected and cannot be implemented for a while.

With a joking attitude, Ying Ze asked him if he would like to stay at his company for a while.

Meng Yue readily agreed.

Ying Ze did not treat Meng Yue badly.As soon as he took over the company from his father, he tried his best to let Meng Yue parachute to the team with the most benefits.

Meng Yue also lived up to Ying Ze's vision.When the car accident occurred in September, the last call he made was to Ying Ze, and he said to him with a smile: "After signing this order, Jiacheng's turnover this year will exceed the entire year of last year. At that time, don't forget to treat me to dinner. "

When I received this call, Ying Ze was listening to the secretary read out the itinerary for the next week.After the phone rang, he gestured to the secretary to wait.The secretary tactfully took back the PAD and saw Mr. Ying and Manager Meng on the phone.Mr. Ying is always a little serious in the company, even a little too serious, he doesn't look like someone in his early twenties.But when he was on the phone with Manager Meng, his expression would be unconsciously relieved.

The brows were relaxed, and she went to the back, and even smiled softly, saying, "Okay, I'll wait for your good news."

In the end, Meng Yue's car accident came.

At this moment, Ying Ze talked a lot.

In this regard, Meng Yue squatted in front of him, carefully waved his hands in front of Ying Ze: "...Hi?"

what are you talking about.

I can't understand a word.

Ying Ze ignored him and continued to think about it.

Meng Yue sighed, put down his hands slowly, stood up, and looked around.

With so many people around, some people would look at Ying Ze, but no one would look at Meng Yue.A stylishly dressed woman stepped on high-heeled shoes, walked "dengdengdeng", and bumped into Meng Yue's body.Meng Yue opened his eyes wide. Just as he was about to say, "Miss, do you know how to look at the road? How can you directly bump into someone?" His pupils shrank suddenly.

The woman passed directly through his body.

How should I describe Meng Yue's feeling at that moment?

His consciousness became blank, and he heard the sound of the wind, the birds in the sky skimming over the clouds, and the vibration of the road when the wheels passed by.He merged with the whole world, his breathing was stagnant, and there was a vast world in front of him, but there was nothing.

"call……"

It is complicated to say, but it is only a moment in reality.The woman walked through Meng Yue's body, and Meng Yue seemed to fall from the clouds and crash into his own soul again.Panting heavily, he looked down at his hands and feet.

Next to my ears was Ying Ze's voice, the voice was very soft, as clear as a mountain stream of ice, but because of sadness, it was a little bit more unspeakable bitterness.Meng Yue even felt that Ying Ze's eye sockets were slightly red.

Meng Yue paused, raised his head, looked at Ying Ze, as if his thoughts were pulled away.After a long time, I regained my will and thought: Oh, is he sad?

What are you sad about?

Meng Yue was at a loss, his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't sort out his thoughts at all.

Soon, another person came towards Meng Yue.This time it was a middle-aged man walking hurriedly. He was also wearing a black and white suit. Because he was not properly tailored, it was only a common size, which made the man's belly look more and more bloated; when it came to Ying Ze, his width could be outlined. The shoulders are narrow and the waist is narrow, which makes the appearance even more dazzling.

It's just that the mood is too low at the moment, so there is a slight haze on the brows and eyes.Even so, it can still attract the attention of others.

This time, Meng Yue took a quick step back.Seeing the middle-aged man walk past the place where he was standing just now, he returned to Ying Ze and squatted down again.

He seemed to understand a little bit.

Meng Yue laughed, and said to Ze, "I'm dead, right?"

He always felt like he forgot something.

Maybe a death scene.At this moment, Meng Yue struggled to pick out a VCR from his memory: he was driving, and his favorite music was playing in the car.As I get older, I no longer like rock and roll and noise like I did when I was a child.By now, Meng Yue was more inclined to soothing tunes.Listening to the ears, on the one hand, it is relaxing, on the other hand, it can also become the background for thinking about things.

He thought about several plans he had made.Jiacheng is a manufacturing enterprise, and its most important industry is boring machine manufacturing, which can be regarded as a screw in the entire industrial framework.Only with the development of three generations, this screw has grown steadily and become the industry leader.

Since it is a manufacturing industry, the most important thing is the sales channel.Cazenove has regular partners, but it also needs to constantly develop new buyers.Meng Yue's purpose at that time was to persuade an engine factory to choose Jiacheng's products.

He is familiar with the business of that factory, and he also knows all the advantages and functions of Cazenove's equipment.It's a pity that by now, everything is useless.

He remembered that he saw a red light and slowly slowed down.But Meng Yue's compliance with the traffic regulations does not mean that everyone else obeys the same.

Pictures flashed across Meng Yue's mind.Put your hands on the steering wheel, hum a song, and wait for the red light time to pass.At this moment, the body suddenly lightened.After that, there was a loud bang, and pain that swept through the whole body.

etc--

He frowned and murmured: something seems wrong.

It seemed that he had already discovered that there was an uncontrolled car rushing towards him at the intersection.So Meng Yue turned the steering wheel resolutely, he would rather break the rules than be killed directly!

The tires grazed the ground with a screeching sound.Meng Yue turned his head slowly, wondering if he managed to avoid it.But at this moment, the body lightened, there was a loud noise, and the whole body was in severe pain!

wrong.

It seems... It seems that I ran the red light ahead of time and ran directly towards the car.Two cars collided with a loud noise——

wrong.

I obviously got out of the car early!Stand on the sidewalk and run forward.A car rushed towards him, his body was knocked ten meters away, and he fell heavily to the ground!

Meng Yue covered his forehead, and there was a "buzzing" sound in his mind.

Others can't touch him, but he can touch himself.

He can't see it.His face was pale, and his hands and feet were almost transparent, as if the next moment, he was going to dissipate in the air, and he couldn't find a trace anymore.

What he saw was: Ying Ze took a deep breath for a moment, adjusted his expression, then stood up and walked to the car beside him.

Meng Yue turned his head to look at Ying Ze's car.A familiar driver is sitting in the driver's seat. The license plate number is a very auspicious number, and the last two digits are 88.This car is not Jiacheng bus, but Yingze's private car.When he was buying a car and lottery, Meng Yue tossed two coins in a serious manner, and then "surprised" said: "One positive and one negative, it seems that your lottery is settled."

Ying Ze didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and asked, "What if there are two positive ones?"

Meng Yue: "It's a very good number."

Ying Ze: "Two anti?"

Meng Yue: "It's a rather unique number."

Ying Ze had no choice but to smile at him.Seeing it, Meng Yue was relieved and said, "You should smile more. You have a sullen face all day long, and you have suffered a lot..."

Ying Ze didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "No way." After that, maybe he followed his friend's advice, and there were indeed more smiles on his face.In this regard, Secretary Hu was very flattered.

Time pulls back to the present.The driver got out of the car and opened the rear door for Ying Ze.Ying Ze looked complicated, looking at the street in front of him.And Meng Yue's thoughts were faster than his brain, he stepped forward quickly, followed Ying Ze, and got into the car.

fantastic.He still couldn't touch anything, his hand fell on the car door, and he would go straight through the door.But he was actually "sitting", and his body followed Yingze's car, driving forward together.

After driving for a short time, the driver said, "Uh, Mr. Ying, there seems to be another traffic jam ahead."

Ying Ze: "..."

He was a little speechless, feeling that the entire transportation system was against him.

Fortunately, when sending off uncles and aunts before, the journey was smooth, and these situations did not happen.

Ying Ze said, "Forget it, let's go home." It was early three o'clock in the afternoon, and on weekdays, Ying Ze usually didn't get home until eight or nine o'clock.But today is special.

After listening to the trial of the driver who knocked down Meng Yue in the morning, he paid attention to the state of Meng Yue's parents all the way.Up to now, I am not mentally exhausted, but mentally exhausted.

Beside him, Meng Yue tried to lean back, but his body also penetrated into the armchair.

He was depressed, and Ying Ze's words came to his ears, as if he was talking to himself, saying: "There is also a computer at home."

This is true.

I used to work overtime, most of the time, in the company.But sometimes, Meng Yue would go to Ying Ze's house.

Ying Ze's house is very big.He is still single, and there is a lot less smoke in the house.The interior of the house is empty, to put it nicely, the decoration is simple and generous.It's ugly, it's not like a "home", but like a hotel.

Meng Yue stayed overnight at Ying Ze's house, where he slept as a guest.He also worked with Ying Ze in the study room, and the two cooperated tacitly, often halfway through the conversation, they could understand each other's meaning.

They are really good friends.Even so, there was still a door in Yingze's house that was never opened to Meng Yue.When Meng Yue first went there, he asked once.He didn't think too much, it was just a matter of habit: when he took Yingze to his home, he introduced the rooms in his home one by one.Then when we go to Yingze's house, we should also have a little understanding.

This is a parenting habit.But Meng Yue didn't force it, and after Ying Ze said, "There's nothing inside, there are some sundries in it", he didn't ask any more questions.

As a human, there is always something that you don't want to show in front of others.

Meng Yue understood.But it is impossible to say that there is no loss at all.

He thinks that Ying Ze is a very good friend, so he is willing to reveal all his past frankly.Whether it was the rebellious middle school two in junior high school, or the naive and naive earlier.

But Ying Ze seems to have reservations about him.

But life seems to always be like this, with some flaws on top of perfection.

After that, Meng Yue didn't mention it anymore.He and Ying Ze are still friends who cooperate with each other tacitly. Occasionally, Ying Ze makes indirect remarks and asks, "Didn't you say you wanted to start your own business before? When do you plan to start working?"

Meng Yue didn't answer directly, but just teased him: "Why, can't you bear me?"

Ying Ze seemed to be choking, and sighed after a while.Meng Yue looked at him, his thoughts came up, and he advised: "You are putting too much pressure on yourself. Take some time, talk about love, and relax."

Ying Ze looked at him.Under the warm light, deep emotions were hidden in his eyes.After a long while, like a smile, he said, "How can I have such free time?"

At this moment, Ying Ze entered the door and turned on the light first.

At this point, he finally took off his tie and hung his suit on a hanger.

Then he unbuttoned his shirt and went to the cloakroom to get a more homely dress and change into it.

When Ying Ze was changing clothes, Meng Yue's eyes fell on him.The slight dissatisfaction just now dissipated quickly, and he thought: Ying Ze seems to have lost a lot of weight.

Originally, she was a clothes hanger figure that looked thin when she was dressed, and she had a fleshy figure when she undressed. Now, the outline of the muscles seems to be replaced by thinness.

After changing clothes, Ying Ze took out the computer from the study, sat on the sofa in the living room, and got ready to work.

During this period, Meng Yue sat next to him, quietly looking at the computer screen.

There is time in the lower right corner.When Meng Yue saw it, he was taken aback for a while, and then realized: Has it been three months?

His heart suddenly became sour.

He was in a trance before, and seemed to hear Ying Ze mentioning his parents.I'm in my early twenties, and it's really unfilial to let my parents send a white-haired person to a black-haired person.

Meng Yue lowered his eyes, a little at a loss.He looks more like a ghost than a human.Following Ying Ze all the way, Ying Ze didn't even notice him.What about parents?

He suddenly felt a little timid.

I want to see my parents, but my heart is too heavy.

This way time passes.Before I knew it, it was getting dark outside.In the afternoon, Ying Ze only got up once.It was because the computer was out of power, so he went back to the study to get the charger.By the way, I went to the toilet.

In the blink of an eye, after seven o'clock, Meng Yue asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Ying Ze didn't answer him.

Meng Yue: "You said before that you took care of my parents. Brother, it's interesting."

Ying Ze looked at the computer, blinking occasionally.

Meng Yue: "Oh, I still want to meet them."

Ying Ze suddenly turned his gaze to Meng Yue's direction.

Meng Yue was stunned, and burst into surprise: "You can see me?!"

Ying Ze ignored him.

He took the phone from his hand and dialed a number.Meng Yue saw that the note on it was "Uncle Meng".

He was in a complicated mood, thinking: We still have a heart-to-heart connection.

Surprised again, I want to hear my father's voice.

After a while, the call was connected.On the other end, the voice of Meng Yue's father Meng Yingzhe came, calling: "Xiao Ze."

Ying Ze asked first how his aunt was doing, what his uncle and aunt had for dinner...the other party asked him in turn, and Ying Ze said that he had hired a nanny to cook, so don't worry.Meng Yingzhe babbled, saying that Ozawa must pay attention to his body.Ying Ze thanked him, and in a blink of an eye, he talked about going to visit Meng Yue tomorrow.

During this period, Meng Yue was in a trance at first.At the back, he heard the conversation between Ying Ze and his father, and turned his gaze to the room in front of him.It was pitch black, and Ying Ze didn't even turn on the lights, only the computer screen glowing.The kitchen was cold, the dining table was clean, and Meng Yue even suspected that the refrigerator was empty.

Not to mention dinner.

He looked at Ying Ze and murmured, "Little liar."

Ying Ze was a few months younger than him. In front of him, Meng Yue always regarded himself as "brother".When we first met, he didn't know what was going on at Yingze's house.After getting in touch with him and gaining an in-depth understanding, he unexpectedly discovered that Ying Ze's family background is very good.But in front of ordinary classmates, Ying Ze didn't show it at all.

Meng Yue even felt that Ying Ze enjoyed blending in with his classmates, being an ordinary student, unobtrusive.

Thinking of this, Meng Yue felt that it really wasn't a big deal for Ying Ze to hide the things in that room from him.

I used to be bright and open, and even a little naivety can be spoken out frankly and used as a talking point.

Ying Ze took a different path in life.I should be considerate.

On the other end of the phone, Meng Yingzhe: "I made an agreement with your aunt. When you come out of the hospital tomorrow, Ozawa, you can have a meal at home. That brat, let him lie down."

Meng Yue: "..." Huh?

Hospital?

lying down?

Wait, isn't it—

... I am not dead?

The author has something to say: the third article!Will anyone watch it?Rub your hands together.

Breaking my promise to open qaq ahead of time, this article will not be very long, and the goal is to finish it by the end of the year.

Meng Yue Gong, Ying Zeshou, the main attack, but the writing process may be interspersed with dual perspectives (such as the current chapter==).

ps. The copywriting has been changed, and the HE index will be upupup while retaining the core stalk.

pps. The reason for the duplication of place names is and only because of A Jiang’s painstaking efforts in naming the name, which is not the same worldview as the protagonist in the previous article~

Completed article: "The Wronged Rich Young Master Is Reborn"→The title of the article is a stalk, it is a story that everyone says is sweet after reading it!

Serial Chinese: "I Have a Cub of Escape BOSS"→Infinite stream, atypical ghost escape, carry the audience~

New article received in advance: "After rebirth, I am so sweet to myself" → Self-improvement, self-sufficiency, master-apprentice years, cultivation and upgrading flow =v=