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

In a place Ying Ze couldn't see, a cloud of black mist was held by Meng Yue's palm.

The black mist can run and jump, and it is still persistently trying to escape.It was about the size of an adult's fist, and was firmly imprisoned by Meng Yue.

Meng Yue could feel his power draining, but it was very slow, as if the power of his mobile phone was draining, and it took a long time for it to go down by 1%.He is used to multitasking in the past two days, and he is also training himself deliberately.Now he can talk to Ying Ze while observing the gadgets in his hand.

Obviously, it was buried here specially.As long as you come back to find the tower mark, the black mist will rush out and attack people.

What does this mean?

Meng Yue thought: The night before yesterday, the owner of the red rope knew that I had chased me all the way here.

His expression was a little dignified.

Then I heard Ying Ze say that he could hear his own voice and feel that he touched him.

Meng Yue's thoughts were disturbed and he was stunned.

The black mist bound on the palm seized the opportunity and wanted to escape.

Meng Yue came back to his senses, frowned slightly, and thought: I want... to refine it?

I want to find out the origin of the master of the black mist and know the purpose of the other party.

When Meng Yue thought this way, his strength seemed to condense into silk, and was wrapped in black mist little by little.

It was the end of November and the weather was cold.It was the middle of the lunar month, and the moon was shining brightly, falling on Meng Yue's shoulders.

Meng Yue tried to say, "Wait a minute, I'll take care of something."

Ying Ze didn't respond, and the worry on his face remained undiminished.

Meng Yue realized that his friend couldn't hear him again.

……why?

A few vague thoughts swirled in his mind, which were now piled aside again.The PAD in Ying Ze's hand floated Meng Yue's words just now, and when he saw it, his shoulders relaxed slightly.

Ying Ze realized later.Yes, Meng Yue just said, it's all right.

But since there are other things to deal with, Ying Ze quietly stood aside and didn't bother.

He couldn't see Meng Yue, and he simply knew that his friend was by his side.Ying Ze raised his eyes and looked around.Here is a forest of locust trees... locust trees?

In folklore, it is often said that the shade of the locust tree is easy to gather grievances and raise ghosts.

Ying Ze thought wildly for a moment, but Meng Yue didn't move for a long time.Occasionally, a slight wind sound is heard.

The car was parked outside the forest, and the engine was turned off when I got out of the car, quietly dormant in the darkness.At this moment, the light source in front of Yingze's eyes is only the moonlight and the fluorescence emitted by the PAD.

Thinking of PAD, Ying Ze remembered that he still had several emails that he had not responded to.He thought for a while, logged in to his email, and the APP that Meng Yue used to type took up half the screen, and then looked at the content from bottom to top.

After standing like this for a while, my legs ached.Meng Yue still had no voice.

Ying Ze pursed his lips lightly, and there was a small word "Chuan" between his brows.

He suppressed his worries, but his efficiency in reading emails was much slower.To a greater extent, he used the act of "approving emails" to force himself to have something to do so as not to disturb Meng Yue.

Beside him, Meng Yue's posture is much more lazy.He looked left and right, and the breeze picked up a dead leaf, exposing the ground.Meng Yue gave a soft "tsk" sound, a little disgusted, but thinking of his current state, he didn't care too much, so he just sat on the ground.

He crossed his legs, propped his chin with his right hand, and stared at the black mist in the palm of his left hand.

The condensed light-colored silk thread penetrated into the black mist, twisting the black mist layer by layer.The strength of the black fog's struggle became lighter and weaker.

Meng Yue seemed to have just found a novelty toy. He was very interested and experimented a little bit to see how small the black mist could be divided into small pieces.He was so excited to play that he kind of lost track of time.Later, Ying Ze couldn't stand anymore, his legs were numb and sore, he swayed cautiously, and kicked the fallen leaves beside him.Only then did Meng Yue come back to his senses, and noticed apologetically that four or ten minutes had passed.

There was only a thin piece of black mist in his hand, dying.Meng Yue clenched his hands into fists, and the black mist dispersed.

At the same time, an extra image appeared in Meng Yue's mind: in a dark room, where there is no light source, only a faint red light.Someone was kneeling in front of something, the suit on his body was tight, but it couldn't hide his fat belly.He begged someone, wanted to be rich and powerful, to reach the sky in one step... He promised that if the other party agreed to his request, he would definitely give him something in return.

After speaking, an extra hand appeared in front of him.

It was a well-kept but still recognizably aged hand, not that of a young man in his early twenties.The light was too dim, and when Meng Yue saw the sleeve of the owner of the hand, he suspected that it was not a living person at all, but a statue cast too delicately.

As the fingers rose and fell, several things appeared in front of the begging person kneeling on the ground.A small figure made of paper with a red thread tied around its neck.A disc with pointers and dense words on it.Finally, a bottle.

The bottle appeared to be made of jade, with a dead branch sticking out of it.Meng Yue narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw a little black mist at the mouth of the bottle.

He seemed to be immersed in this picture and heard the voice of the owner of the hand.Very low, hoarse, with unquestionable dignity, said: "Remember what you promised."

The man kneeling in front of the owner of the hand raised his head, and Meng Yue's pupils shrank.

It's Chen Yewei!

Marriott owner!

There was a layer of red light on his face, Baba agreed: "Yes, of course I can't forget, I won't forget."

After saying a word, the voice gradually lowered, and finally dissipated like the wind.

Meng Yue came back to his senses.

Now the night is getting darker, Ying Ze is quietly shifting the weight of his legs so that he can stand more comfortably.

The pad in his hand suddenly moved and floated in the air.Ying Ze was startled and hesitated: "Meng Yue?"

Meng Yue said, "It's me."

Ying Ze didn't hear it.

Meng Yue was helpless, and the PAD was stretched out in front of Ying Ze's eyes again, with two words on it: It's me.

Then close the typing page and open the map.There is a mark that Ying Ze made before, and the arrow goes all the way north.Meng Yue glanced at the temples and Taoist temples in the northern suburbs, his eyes turned back, and fell on a neighborhood passing by in a straight line.

Emerald Garden.

He put his finger on it, and in the note mode, a red circle appeared in the community.

There is a line next to it: I remember Chen Yewei owns a house here.

Ying Ze said, "Are you sure it's him?"

Meng Yue thought for a while, and asked himself slowly: Can I let Ying Ze see the scene just now?

It seems to be possible.

Following Meng Yue's thoughts, the PAD was pushed in front of Ying Ze, and a very blurry video was displayed on it.A man kneeling on the ground, an outstretched hand, and three things floating in the air.

Paper figurines, discs, and jade bottles.

While "playing", Meng Yue thought: I still need to develop more, otherwise I don't even know what I can do.

Ying Ze looked at the last raised face of the boss of Marriott, and pondered: "What happened just now? Tell me about it."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that Meng Yue didn't even open the video app just now.

In other words, PAD is just a carrier for him.Ying Ze had a vague feeling that even without a PAD, Meng Yue could still project those images to himself.

It's just that Meng Yue hasn't found out yet.

When the "play" was over, a line of words appeared on it: Go back first.

Ying Ze narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded: "Okay."

On the way back, Ying Ze was still driving.Meng Yue hugged the PAD and organized his thoughts.

First of all, he asked himself: he saw Chen Yewei's face in the picture, but he only saw a hand for the thing he worshiped.

Can't even tell if it's real or not.

Combined with the sudden appearance of the black mist and the attack on Ying Ze, is all this too deliberate, and it is simply that the black hands behind the scenes are telling him that the murderer is Chen Yewei?

But there is also a possibility that the operation mechanism of the black mist is like this.Chen Yewei didn't expect that he could easily subdue this clump, and he didn't know that Meng Yue would see such a scene after the black mist was completely crushed.And the thing he worshiped had nothing to do with what happened to Meng Yue, it was just a knife that Chen Yewei used to hurt people.

Meng Yue hopes that the truth is the latter.But he will not ignore the former possibility.

The car drove all the way into the urban area, and finally stopped at the downstairs of Ying Ze's house.Ying Ze said, "Go up and sit down?"

Meng Yue was taken aback.

Ying Ze said: "I still don't quite understand what happened at night... When I just came back, I sent a message to the nanny, and I should have just made dinner by now."

Meng Yue looked sideways at him.

Ying Ze put one hand on the steering wheel.The interior lights are warm, but under the light, Ying Ze's face is still very white, like a porcelain doll, only his lips are rosy.His hair was black and styled in such a way that it flattered his face.Obviously he couldn't see Meng Yue, but his eyes were very serious, facing the direction where Meng Yue should be.

He smiled slightly, his lips curled up like petals, his handsome face softened, and he said, "I still want to try, as I said before, you draw strength from food..."

Meng Yue looked at him for a moment and realized: that house may have been disposed of.

So Ying Ze can send an invitation to Meng Yue with peace of mind.

Meng Yue was quiet for a moment, and the PAD displayed: Okay, tell my parents?

Ying Ze said, "Are you staying here tonight?"

Meng Yue: Yes.

Ying Ze said, "Okay."

He was in the car and called Meng Yingzhe.I still use the previous excuse, the reason is work, saying that I cleared out a lot of things unconsciously, which is much slower than the original plan.Of course Meng Yingzhe agreed, but Ying Ze said a few words about his uncle and aunt's health before hanging up the phone.

The two went upstairs.When I entered the door, the nanny had already left, and the food on the table was still hot.Ying Ze went to the bedroom to change clothes, saying that Meng Yue could "eat" first.Meng Yue agreed, but after Ying Ze left, he stood in front of the original house, hesitated for a moment, and walked in.

Sure enough, as I thought, the inside was clean.The huge picture on the wall disappeared, the bass, the fan... all disappeared.The house is arranged in a traditional guest room style, and no traces of the past can be seen anymore.

It was as if Meng Yue and Ying Ze had been together for so many years, but they never realized that their friend had other feelings for him.

He stood in the room in an inexplicable mood, as if a part of his being had been wiped away.After an unknown amount of time, I heard Ying Ze calling outside: "Meng Yue?"

Meng Yue went out and saw Ying Ze changed into home clothes and sat at the dining table.

Meng Yue responded to him. The PAD stood up and wrote: I am here.

Ying Ze blinked his eyes and said, "I just thought that you were the one who gave me a hand before I could hear you talking. Do you want to try again?"

The author has something to say: You can hear a sentence by pulling your hand.

You can communicate freely after holding hands for a long time.

After going deep into the ♂communication♂communication, you can see Meng Yue =v=

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