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

Ying Ze probably thought of this too.He picked up his phone to check the time, and said, "Shake hands for 10 minutes, and you can keep them for 10 minutes."

Losing his friend's voice again, he seemed a little embarrassed, and his eyes fell on the position where Meng Yue had just stood.

Meng Yue looked at Ying Ze and thought: Is he guessing, will I float the computer over, or just go and hold his hand?

In all fairness, Meng Yue felt that these two options were cruel in their own way.

He was silent for a moment, and found another way.The plate lost its flavor, but the deep-fried prawns still wrapped in the sauce floated a little bit in the air. Due to the complicated shape of the characters, they had to be displayed one by one.Tell Ying Ze, your effect is better than Auntie's dish.

Meng Yue was very careful not to let the sauce drip down and stain the floor during the writing process.

He was so focused on it that he missed Ying Ze's expression.From being slightly dazed at the beginning, to a helpless smile at the back, and finally relaxing, he leaned on the marble table with peace of mind, with a leisurely posture, looking at the words in front of him, as if he was watching a program planned by a friend.

After finishing a few words, half a plate of shrimp souls goes into the trash can.Ying Ze's eyes drifted over, thinking that tomorrow when the nanny throws out the trash, she must feel that she is a waste.

But he quickly returned to his mood.At this moment, he took the initiative to propose: "Meng Yue, let's 'contact' again? It will save time."

Meng Yue paused, then slowly raised his eyelids to look at Ying Ze.

Ying Ze's posture was calm, calm and generous.If he hadn't strayed into the room where the huge photo of himself was posted before, Meng Yue would definitely feel that his friends treated him sincerely.

Right now, that's true.It's just that Ying Ze's "sincerity", how much is out of friendship, and how much is out of another kind of beautiful friendship?

Meng Yue leaned closer and looked carefully at Ying Ze's eyebrows.Ying Ze couldn't see him, so he didn't know Meng Yue was so close.

He kept smiling, looking at the direction where the shrimp was placed just now.Meng Yue was only ten centimeters away from him. With such a distance, he couldn't see his expression clearly. He was more looking into Ying Ze's eyes.

Ying Ze's eyelashes were curly, and the shadows hung down before his eyes, like the shadows of trees whirling in spring, with a kind of peace and beauty.

He is good-looking, with a handsome face, and he is probably very popular with women.But Meng Yue didn't pay attention to this aspect in the past, and he really didn't remember whether there were any girls who pursued Ying Ze in college.

At that time, what was Ying Ze's attitude?

Meng Yue was absent-minded, thinking about it, his thoughts seemed to fly to the distant clouds.

Probably after a long time without a response, Ying Ze frowned slightly, and called out hesitantly, "Meng Yue?"

His lips touched and then parted, revealing his white teeth.It seemed so innocent and confused.

Meng Yue lowered his eyes, thinking: What are you doing wrong, why do you like me?

He raised his hand to pinch Yingze's finger.Touching it with fingertips first, Ying Ze's body froze slightly, and his face turned pale for a moment.Afterwards, as the fingers rubbed and clasped together, the whiteness of Ying Ze's face turned red little by little.

This process was clearly seen by Meng Yue.He was in a complicated mood, on the one hand he felt as if he had never noticed before, how could Ying Ze still have such a side.I love to cry, and my eyes are red when I cry.I love to blush, and it's like this when I touch my hands a little.

The two of them mostly talked about work before. When it comes to Cazenove's layout planning and business scope, Ying Ze can always talk a lot without being timid.He accepted the company after graduating from university, and had been an intern in Jiacheng for a long time before.Ying Song's health gradually deteriorated a few years ago, and Ying Ze's four years in university were almost the four years he was familiar with Cazenove's business.

The person in charge of the factory is not as easy to deal with as the campus students, and various parties have their own requirements.Ying Ze has always performed very well, able to withstand pressure, and able to stay calm.He is slightly lower than Meng Yue by one or two centimeters, but this is mainly because Meng Yue is too tall, 1.9 meters faster.As long as you don't stand with Meng Yue, only Ying Ze, he is the most eye-catching scenery in the crowd.

So...why do you want to like me?

Can we still be friends? !

Thinking of these, Meng Yue felt depressed.Ying Ze couldn't see him, and still didn't know that his friend was so close.Occasionally, he felt that interlocking fingers was a bit intimate, but in a blink of an eye, he thought: If you don't clasp your hands, do you still have to hook your shoulders?

Ying Ze thought wildly: Well, it's not impossible.

He said, "Meng Yue? Say something?"

Meng Yue said "hmm" in a lazy voice.

Ying Ze paused, wondering if Meng Yue's voice was too close to him.But he quickly put aside these thoughts and said seriously: "I have thought about it. Although I have followed the process written by my aunt, in fact, this dish is very dependent on the heat. Every time it is fried in the pan, the oil must be drained. My son’s cooking is not good. Also, I just remembered that auntie’s onion and ginger should be sliced ​​and fried together, and then fished out after the taste. I am not so careful, so the effect of removing fishy smell is definitely not as good. You think the fishy smell of the sea is fresh taste?"

Meng Yue came back to his senses and followed his friend's train of thought, "It depends on the situation, don't overdo it."

Ying Ze: "...It's the same as if you didn't say it."

As time passed, his attitude became more natural, and the scarlet color on his cheeks gradually dissipated.

Meng Yue felt that most of Ying Ze didn't know how blushing he had just been.

It's not good to have fair skin, and even a little bit of mood will be clearly seen by other people.

Ying Ze continued: "Afterwards, the sauce. Auntie's sauce is a little sweet, but mine is salty, maybe the portion is not well controlled." It was his first time making deep-fried shrimp, and he hadn't deliberately practiced cooking before, so He was very frank about his lack of cooking, "In the end, if Auntie scored eight points for the plate of shrimp, I can only score five points for this plate."

Meng Yue said honestly: "It's not that complicated for me, it's all the same fragrance."

Ying Ze said: "It should be 'the effect is the same', not that my plate has a better effect."

Meng Yue paused for a moment.He questioned himself and felt that it was true that he was "not picky eaters".But for a dish that is not delicious, I am more or less picky in my heart, and even the idea of ​​​​instructing the chef is true.

Meng Yue would cover up these latter feelings to some extent, but Ying Ze didn't know.

Meng Yue reflected: Yes, according to what Ying Ze said, when two dishes are served, I definitely like Auntie's dish better.

But he was also very sure that it was Ying Ze's dish that brought him more energy.

why?

Ying Ze pursed his lips, lost in thought.

Meng Yue looked sideways at him.Two big men in their 20s had to lean against the kitchen hand in hand.The moon above the window is hollow, and the window talks about life and ideals.

Isn't the answer ready to come out?

Meng Yue said, "That's obvious."

After he finished speaking, Ying Ze looked sideways at him.

Following Meng Yue's voice, he looked at faces that did not exist in his eyes.

Meng Yue said: "You are the one who cooks, so of course it's different."

He didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment.

In short, when he saw Ying Ze's pupil shrinking in an instant, Meng Yue tightly held his friend's hand that he wanted to pull away.

Meng Yue: "You treat me differently than my aunt treats me."

He repeats the last few words.

After these words, Ying Ze's eyelashes trembled slightly.The shadows of the trees whirled.

Meng Yue looked at it for a while, then continued: "It seems that my parents' cooking should have a good effect."

His voice was a little bit low, but Ying Ze then calmed down and said, "Yes, uncle and aunt..."

Meng Yue's thumb rubbed against the side of his friend's finger, and he felt that Ying Ze's body began to tremble.Crimson spread from the white and graceful neck all the way, maybe his whole body was flushing.

The handsome and handsome Mr. Ying was bullied like this by just one word from him.

Meng Yue sighed: I didn't realize it before, so I am so bad.

Ying Ze's breathing was messy, and he forcibly changed the subject: "Do you remember the braised pork that day?"

Meng Yue was taken aback: "I remember."

Ying Ze asked him, "How did that meal make you feel?"

Meng Yue thought for a moment, then answered honestly: "There is no comparison, so I can't feel it."

Ying Ze: "I have two thoughts. One, the 'food' supplements you because you think 'food' can replenish your physical strength intellectually, but in fact, maybe other things can also be used."

Meng Yue: "For example?"

Ying Ze: "I'm giving you a gift." He paused, "I saw a pen before and thought it would suit you very well, but I didn't have time to buy it. Send a message to Sister Hu later and ask her to order it for you."

Meng Yue: "Hmm."

Ying Ze: "It may be similar to the principle of 'burning things for the dead'..."

Meng Yue's movement of clasping his hand tightened suddenly.

Reluctantly, Ying Ze rubbed the center of his brows with the other hand, and said, "The most important thing is the wish of 'I want you to live better'. The difference is that you are still alive."

Meng Yue said dryly: "It sounds really happy."

Ying Ze said: "This is just a conjecture. You said before, and the man said, 'There are still people waiting for you'. Is there any meaning in that? The traditional clan concept attaches great importance to this. offerings, or you will become a lonely ghost. What he said, is somewhat envious? Does it mean that no one is waiting for him? You are different." Meng Yingzhe and his wife took care of him, and Ying Ze ran forward back.

Ying Ze paused, and added: "—Of course, you are not dead yet. Just refer to this line of thought."

Following those words just now, his mood seemed to calm down, and when he spoke, it flowed into Meng Yue's heart like a clear spring in a mountain stream.

Meng Yue knew well that his state was more like a ghost than a human.So after the initial resistance, he slowly accepted Ying Ze's idea, followed Ying Ze's train of thought, and asked, "What about 'two'?"

Ying Ze sorted out his thoughts: "Second, 'can draw energy from your wishes', this is a relatively narrow division. In fact, the nanny cooks, the takeaway that my uncle and aunt gave me, and every meal in the night market Barbecues...these are not specially given to you, but you can still draw energy from them. It’s just that it’s obvious now that the nanny’s cooking is less effective. After all, she is dealing with work, so it’s good enough technically, and you don’t need to pay too much emotionally .”

Meng Yue grasped the key point: "Oh, you mean, the more emotions you have when cooking, the better the effect?"

Ying Ze said politely: "So I'm going to buy an automatic cooking machine and try it out. You can control it yourself and see how it works."

The author has something to say: *Just in case, there will be no plot of "Meng Yue made up his mind and bent himself, only to realize that 'Ying Ze has a crush on himself' is a misunderstanding".

After that is Chapter V.

Maybe many little angels read this article after reading A Jiang's previous articles.But in the protagonist CP of "The Wish", Xiaochi is confident, confident that he is excellent, and confident that he is worthy of Zhong Zong's love.

However, "A Piao", you can already see that Ozawa does not have the confidence of Koike, and the emotional line of the two articles is not the same.If you read this article with the expectation of the cp mode of "Yi Yi", then the little angel will definitely not be satisfied_(:з」∠)_

But!This article also has a "sweet article" tag, which is another kind of "sweet" =v=

If you can accept it, see you in the next chapter~