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

Meng Yue's mood fluctuated greatly.In a word, it is very complicated.

After mentally preparing for "I'm already dead", I suddenly learned that I was still alive, but was lying in the hospital unable to move.Whoever this matter falls on, will set off two firecrackers.

Meng Yue touched his chest, trying to calm himself down, but the corners of his mouth still turned up unconsciously.

Let's just say, brother is not that fragile.

A big stone in his heart was removed, and now, seeing Yingze's sullen little cabbage, he persuaded him earnestly, "You, you, you are already 24, why don't you let brother save some time? It's not good all day long." After eating, you are starving to the bone, and you need your uncle to feed you."

Now that he knew he was not dead, when Meng Yue thought of his parents, his mood suddenly relaxed.He even went astray, thinking: maybe my dad also saw that Ying Ze was getting thinner and thinner, he was so emaciated for his elder brother, and obviously abused his stomach, that's why he invited him to eat at home.

Meng Yue murmured: "Hey, my mother's fried shrimp is really amazing. I can't eat it now, so you have to help me eat it well."

After a meal, I thought of something: "Oh, mom is not in good health..." I was a little disappointed, "My dad has a lighter taste and likes to make stir-fry. Forget it, it's better than your current taste."

He was in a low mood for a moment, then quickly became optimistic, pulled himself together, and said to Ze: "Aren't you going to the hospital first tomorrow morning? Then, I will go with you. Maybe go to bed, and I will wake up. By then, you probably won’t have lunch, haha.”

Ying Ze never responded.

Meng Yue talked for a while, and slowly, he began to lose interest.

He said, "Are you eating?"

Meng Yue: "Hurry up and eat."

Meng Yue: "Otherwise, by tomorrow, I'll be hungry and thinner, tsk."

Obviously, Ying Ze didn't hear Meng Yue's words.

He worked until ten o'clock, during which time he held an online meeting.Finally closing the computer, there were some bloodshot eyes.

Meng Yue sat on the side, bored.

When he was most bored, he walked to the window and looked at the lights downstairs.The night in Haicheng is always bustling. After graduating from university, Meng Yue has seen the city at eight o'clock in the evening, nine o'clock in the evening, and even three o'clock in the morning countless times.Once upon a time, he thought he was young, had a lot of energy, and could do whatever he wanted.His parents were not very rich, but they were enough to give Meng Yue confidence.Since working in Jiacheng, Meng Yue's annual salary has reached 60.If the deal was negotiated at the beginning, it would not have died halfway.Meng Yue felt that at this moment, he might have left Jiacheng to work alone.

It was just a car accident that broke his life plan, the lives of his parents and even his friends.

Meng Yue thought: Ying Ze just has a strong sense of responsibility, and always likes to blame others for his faults.

His current working state is more like an overcompensation.

Meng Yue turned to look at him.Sure enough, after putting down the computer, Ying Ze began to review paper documents.

He sighed: "Hey, are you really not going to eat?"

Obviously, Meng Yue is not the only one who has this thought.

At 10:30, Ying Ze received a call.It was Meng Yingzhe again.

On the phone, he spoke softly, and said, "Ozawa, your aunt and I just planned to order a late-night takeaway, thinking that you probably didn't sleep at the moment, so we also ordered one for you. Don't think that uncle is too busy Son."

Ying Ze was obviously stunned and said after a while, "Ah, thank you uncle."

Meng Yue watched from the side, amused, and thought: You are still the CEO of Cazenove.Looking at it this way, he is completely a plain elementary school student arranged by the elders.

On the other end of the phone, Meng Yingzhe's tone became a little more majestic, and he said, "Eat well, and then go to bed. Your aunt and I know that you are still young, and you need to work harder when you are young. But your body is more important, so work less. Not much to lose."

Ying Ze smiled, and still said: "Okay, thank you Uncle, I know."

Meng Yingzhe said: "The takeaway filled your phone number, don't forget to answer it later."

Ying Ze agreed.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at the screen of the phone. After a long time, he shook his head and put the phone aside.

Then he put down the documents in his hand and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Meng Yue followed Ying Ze, knowing that he couldn't hear him, but still said: "It's not necessary."

They are friends, very good friends.

But in Yingze's state, almost all of his energy is divided into two parts, one part is given to Jiacheng, and the other part is given to Meng Yue's parents.The only thing is that I didn't set aside some to take care of my own life.

Thinking of this, Meng Yue sighed.

They didn't have long to wait.It was mostly late at night, and there were no cars on the road, so the takeaway Meng Yingzhe ordered for Ying Ze came quickly.Open the lunch box, and the aroma of the food wafts out.

Meng Yue heard a "grunt".He froze for a moment, then lowered his head to look at Yingze's stomach.

Ying Ze didn't seem to expect that he was really hungry.In the lunch box, there is a simple rice stir-fry.They are all local dishes, which are most suitable for Yingze's Haicheng stomach.He took apart the chopsticks, and at first he was able to chew slowly, but in the end, there was no one else around, so his originally gentle eating became wilder and wilder.It's just that the habit in the bones is there, after all, it still looks quite graceful.

Meng Yue looked at it and concluded: Carrying it, I'm exhausted.

That's what I said, but a little bit of envy still germinated in Meng Yue's heart.In terms of quality, these things in the lunch box are certainly not as good as his mother, Ms. Cen's specialty dishes.But Meng Yue felt that he had been hungry for three months. Even before, he was too busy with work, so he only went home once or twice a week. The Ze family rubbed against each other.

He'd love to try it.

It's a pity that not only can't hold chopsticks, but also can't even eat hand-picked rice: the rice grains will pass directly through Meng Yue's hands.

Meng Yue regretted, thinking: I haven't eaten the dishes made by my mother for a long time.

I don't have enough time to spend with my parents on weekdays, and if there is a car accident, my parents have to worry so much.

Not only worry about yourself, but also worry about this guy in front of you.

Meng Yue sighed, straightening out the plan in his mind: Although he felt a little sorry for Ying Ze.But I went to the hospital tomorrow, and if I could really "wake up", I would have to talk to him about resignation.

In fact, many drafts have been typed before.Originally, he planned to sign the contract, but when Ying Ze invited him to dinner, he took advantage of the opportunity to speak out.

Ying Ze might find it hard to accept for a while.But at the end of the meeting, he also knew that it was impossible for Meng Yue to stay in Jiacheng for the rest of his life.

Meng Yue understands that Ying Ze is not in a good mood sometimes.But after all, he is an adult, rational, and knows the rules of this world.Furthermore, Meng Yue was very frank and felt that they would still be friends after leaving their work relationship.

Then there is nothing to worry about.

Up to now, these words are easier to say.

The physical condition is there.Even after waking up, it will take a long time to recover.Wait until things get better, probably until next spring.

As time goes by, there is no need for Ying Ze to pay a sick patient idler.Meng Yue's proposal at this moment is to save the face of both parties.

If there was a car accident right now, then Meng Yue would still have a headache when handing over work.But now, three full months have passed.

The winter in Haicheng is very cold.After entering November, the wind blows the moisture in the sea, and it falls on people, which is biting ice.

In three months, not to mention the bills discussed earlier, even the bidding documents that he and Ying Ze have made for a long time may have lost their effectiveness.

In such melancholy, when he turned his head and looked at Ying Ze who was eating in front of him, Meng Yue's mood improved slightly.

As long as he can sit up tomorrow, his life has just gone astray, and he will have plenty of opportunities to make up for it in the future.

To accompany parents well.Just take a long vacation for yourself, after all, put your savings there, so you won’t sit back and eat.

Yes, I have to hire a real nanny for this guy, don't let him just talk about it, he will still be lonely and cold in the sandbar when he comes home in the middle of the night.

Meng Yue relaxed.Looking at the rapidly dwindling number of meals in Yingze's lunch box, the thought of "wanting to try" came up again.

He was distressed and touched his stomach: I didn't feel hungry, what's the matter?

But I just want to try it.The braised pork is oily and the sauce color is attractive.When you pick it up with chopsticks, a piece of crispy, soft and rotten fat meat will be dented, and the sauce will ooze out of the meat.

It is probably because it has been stewed for a long time, and it can even be pinched.The minced meat was mixed into the rice, and Ying Ze was blown away by the wind, and in an instant, only a small half of it was left.

Meng Yue couldn't bear it anymore, and swallowed.

He stared at the remaining pieces of braised pork, not only "hungry", but also as if his limbs were weak, and he wanted something to replenish his strength.

Meng Yue thought of the woman who passed through him in the afternoon.At that moment, I seemed to have gone to bliss, but also to hell.There is no joy or anger, the world is silent, everything is slow and stagnant.He is one with the world.

After that, he fell in front of Ying Ze again, gasping for breath.

But until now, Meng Yue realized: I seem to have not breathed for a long time.

He inhales slowly.

At this moment, the smell of meat and sauce mixed with braised pork poured into Meng Yue's nose.

His originally weak limbs seemed to suddenly gain strength, and the hand that landed on the table was clearer than before.If a bell rings in Meng Yue's ears, tell him: This is the smoke and fire in the world.

A complicated picture appeared before his eyes again.It is the past, it is the future, it is every common dish in countless families in Haicheng, and it is the laughter of family members sitting around under the lamp.

Immersed in such an atmosphere, Meng Yue had an epiphany.

He lowered his head, looked at the wood grain on the table, and his hand on it, and realized: My hand touched the table.

Just because of a bowl... no, half a bowl of braised pork.

In front of him, Ying Ze put down his chopsticks at the same time.

Maybe it was because I was full, these two mouthfuls suddenly felt tasteless.

The chopsticks touched the edge of the lunch box, and the slight sound made Meng Yue's consciousness come back.Seeing Yingze's slightly raised eyebrows, and seeing the braised pork in the bowl that was still in color but suddenly lost its flavor, he smiled slightly.

Meng Yue took his time and said, "I'm sorry. I stole your meal."

The things he "ate" become tasteless when Ying Ze puts them in his mouth.

Meng Yue said to himself: "However, should I eat more?"

If I remember correctly, there is a night market two stops away from Yingze's residential area.

He made up his mind quickly.Getting up from the table, I still remember saying goodbye to my friends and saying, "I'll go back as soon as I go."

Ying Ze didn't hear it.

He packed up the takeaway trash and reminded himself secretly that he had to remember to take it downstairs and throw it away tomorrow.It's been a long time since I ate at home, so it's rare that my uncle is willing to give him a dinner tonight.Although Meng Yingzhe said that he thought of Ying Ze when he was ordering takeout.But in fact, Ying Ze understood that it was probably because the Meng family and his wife were worried about themselves.

He has some feelings.Such gentle and friendly concern made Ying Ze feel ironic from the bottom of his heart.

He didn't care about the documents on the coffee table anymore, but went into the bathroom to fill in the water and take a shower, preparing to live up to his uncle and aunt's wishes and go to bed early.

The warm water slid onto his body, and at the same time, Meng Yue had already gone out, stood in the corridor, poked his head outside the building, thinking: I wonder if I can just jump down.

He's not going to take the elevator.Although you can touch the buttons, you also know that this scene is too exciting for those who are on duty to watch the surveillance.

Meng Yue thought he was considerate.But he found it troublesome to walk down the stairs.Ying Ze's house is on the 46th floor, just thinking of those steps, Meng Yue's eyes go dark.

He muttered to himself: "Forget it, give it a try."

The body passed through the wall, and Meng Yue closed his eyes.I don't know which step missed, and he fell down.

Putting it on ordinary people, this is undoubtedly an act of courting death.

But Meng Yue's body is very light, like a feather.Instead of falling straight down, it was almost blown away by the wind.

Meng Yue wobbled, wobbled, floated for a long time, and finally reached the ground.

The moment his feet were on the ground, Meng Yue raised his head and looked at the window of Ying Ze's house.The living room is lit, next to the bathroom.

Meng Yue hesitated: How do I go up?

I couldn't get an answer for a while.

Forget it, let's get down to business first.

It took Meng Yue 10 minutes to reach the two stops.Standing in the middle of the barbecue stand, there are rich fireworks in all directions.He kept in mind Yingze's performance just now, knowing that after he finished "eating", people here would not be able to taste the food again.

So you can't eat too much.

Fortunately, there are many people and many things.Skewers of grilled meat are rolled over the flames, brushed with oil and sprinkled with cumin paprika for a tangy delicacy.The night is already very deep, but the night life has just begun.Meng Yue saw the white-collar workers who had just got off work, as well as the middle-aged people who came out to have a meal.While pushing cups and changing cups, I was drunk talking about my recent life with my tongue out.Looking into the distance, there are only a few vehicles on the road.

This is life, a part of tens of thousands of days and nights in the lives of thousands of people.

Very ordinary, but also gusto.

Meng Yue saw it in his eyes and smiled.

He is very restrained, he tastes every plate of barbecue and snacks, and only "eats" two pieces of meat in a plate of fifty skewers.At first, I didn't control it very well, but later, it became more and more handy.

Until four o'clock in the morning, Meng Yue finally stood up and went back to Ze's house.

There was a drunk on the road, wandering towards Meng Yue's direction.When he got under the streetlight, he suddenly felt a black shadow drifting by his side.The drunk man shuddered and suddenly became sober. He looked back at the road he had just walked, but found nothing.

Meng Yue didn't know this.He heard a tinkling of bells behind him, and was puzzled, so he looked back and said, "What's going on?"

A guy who stumbles and runs.

Meng Yue was puzzled and turned around.

All the way, I was thinking about how I would go upstairs and how I would get to Ying Ze's house.He tried to jump, but unfortunately, this erratic body was also limited by gravity.It jumps higher than in the physical state, but that's all.

Meng Yue pondered: Actually, I don't necessarily have to respond to Ze's family.

As long as Yingze can get in Yingze's car when he goes out tomorrow, he can go to the hospital and see his parents.

But in the middle of the night, I don't know if that guy Ying Ze slept well.

He made a "tsk" sound, thinking: No, I still have to go and have a look.

The moment this thought popped up, Meng Yue's vision blurred.

He looked at the door that suddenly appeared in front of him, lost in thought.

Meng Yue: "..." What the hell am I?

How can teleport?

The author has something to say: Yes!Although the tens of thousands of words in the first place looks like an ordinary urban essay, there will be (ordinary) metaphysics unfolding later.

There are actually two articles in the pre-acquisition, but I feel that the little angels are no longer fond of the ancient dog blood, so the ancient dog blood article is basically adjusted and written by myself. (→It is tentatively decided to be the follow-up document of "A Piao", which will start in February next year and finish in March.)

What I forgot to say in the last chapter: Thank you for your support for the new article, and there are red envelopes for comments within 24 hours of this chapter. (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～