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

Meng Yue said: "It really doesn't work."

Ying Ze heard it, but the uncles and aunts in front of him were still at a loss.He had the right to think that he was the microphone, and said: "Meng Yue just said, we guessed it right."

Both Cen Lizhu and Meng Yingzhe were startled.

Meng Yingzhe blurted out: "Really?" There was joy on his face, "Okay, from now on, I will serve Meng Yue's share for three meals a day."

Cen Lizhu smiled, her eyes fell on Ying Ze, thoughtful.

Before her son hugged her, she could hear her son talking.According to this principle, the son should be in physical contact with Ozawa at this moment.

She looked around at Yingze, and before she noticed the specific part touched, she first saw the reddish color on Yingze's neck.

Cen Lizhu was stunned for a moment, and thought to herself: Why are you still nervous, this child?

Having said that, Meng Yingzhe simply got up and rummaged in the refrigerator in the kitchen, thinking to himself: "Is there still half a chicken in the freezer? Otherwise, it will be stewed tonight... Yes, there are mushrooms, Make a chicken stew with mushrooms."

Cen Lizhu glanced at her husband, and then at her son's friend in front of her.The pain of the past hundred days eased slightly at this moment, and she couldn't help thinking: Like this, we can slowly hear Ah Yue's speech and communicate with him, but it's as good as Ah Yue.

She remembered that Ying Ze said that she wanted to ask about her uncle Huang Fu.But the time was too short, only a day and a half had passed.Ying Ze didn't mention it, but Cen Lizhu understood that Uncle Ying Ze hadn't come up with any results yet.

When her thoughts turned to this point, Cen Lizhu turned from joy to worry.Ying Ze noticed, and at the same time Meng Yue whispered in his ear: "My mom is always like this, it's fine when she's with my dad, but if I leave her alone, I'll think too much."

He can speak freely, but Ying Ze can't.

Ying Ze lowered his eyes and looked at the hands he and Meng Yue held, his heart was in a mess.

He managed to calm down, and said simply: "Auntie, just now Meng Yue said that I thought of a dish my uncle made before, and he stuffed a lot of ingredients into the chicken belly. Originally, my uncle said it must be delicious, but it turned out to be cooked——"

Cen Lizhu was recalled, broke free from the emotion just now, and said with a smile: "The quail in the chicken belly was not cooked, and it was full of blood when cut out."

Meng Yue glanced at him, seeing that Ying Ze was serious, talking nonsense about what he had told him before.

My mother's mood obviously improved, and following Ying Ze's words, she enthusiastically mentioned a few other "innovative dishes".Ying Ze also found it funny when he heard this.The atmosphere is relaxed.

Meng Yue leaned on the sofa and squeezed Ying Ze's hand.Ying Ze was originally cheering for Cen Lizhu, but when he noticed Meng Yue's movement, his body froze, and the blush on his neck quietly spread upwards.

Meng Yue was helpless.He originally wanted to "punish" Ying Ze for falsely preaching imperial edicts, but seeing Ying Ze like this, he couldn't do anything.Would it be strange for my mother to be so obviously shy?

He swept his gaze and landed on Ms. Cen.As expected, Ms. Cen was quietly looking at Ying Ze.It's just that Ying Ze was so full of Meng Yue's actions that he didn't pay attention to his aunt's eyes.

Meng Yue narrowed his eyes and thought: I haven't done anything to you yet, you're just like this.

For no reason, my mother misunderstood it, and it was hard to explain.

Last night, Ying Ze took the initiative to talk to Meng Yue directly without the media to save time.Meng Yue was originally in a dilemma, but after hearing what he said, he followed suit.

He felt that Ying Ze was working hard.It is necessary to conceal the feelings and strictly define the relationship between the two as "friends".Thinking back carefully, in the past so many years, Meng Yue and Ying Ze did not have much physical contact.

Both parents were there just now, and the two of them were next to each other. It was not easy for Meng Yue to squeeze into the middle of his parents and hold a hand with each of them.If that was the case, Ying Ze, as a guest, would be cut off from the outside.Besides, Meng Yue is close to his parents, but it is a traditional family after all, and a short hug is the limit.

So he still chose Ying Ze.I originally thought that although my friend was very shy last night, I didn't get used to it afterwards.By now, you should be able to hold hands with composure.

But now it seems that Ying Ze is not only not used to it, but his reaction is getting worse.

Meng Yue had a headache.However, the matter has come to this point, it is not easy to let go.

He no longer deliberately moved, but joined the chat between Ying Ze and Cen Lizhu.The smell of chicken soup wafted from the kitchen. Meng Yingzhe looked at Meng Yue's plate of stir-fried pork with green peppers just now, pondered for a while, stuffed the rice, and added another dish of oyster sauce and cabbage.The freezer was packed to the brim, Meng Yingzhe found a box of pomfret from the bottom, defrosted it, and braised it in brown sauce.

An hour later, the food was served.During the period, Meng Yue's stir-fried pork with green peppers had been simmering in the cooking machine, and it was still hot at this moment.Three dishes and one soup, Meng Yingzhe greeted Cen Lizhu to serve the dishes, and said by the way: "Ozawa, come and sit down."

Thinking of Meng Yue, Meng Yingzhe ordered an extra serving of all the dishes except fried pork with green peppers, and placed them in front of the vacant chair beside the table.

Ying Ze wants to hold chopsticks with his right hand.With a proper reason, Meng Yue finally let go of his friend.Ying Ze also seemed relieved and moved his fingers.Cen Lizhu saw his movements in her eyes, and then looked at the only empty chair, her eyes moved slightly.

A little later, Ying Ze mentioned that he had something to discuss with Meng Yue during his trip.Meng Yue was surprised, and thought: No way, come again?

Cen Lizhu and Meng Yingzhe understood very well.Ying Ze didn't say anything specific, so they spontaneously thought it was a work matter, and said, "It's just right, you go to Meng Yue's room."

Ying Ze nodded and asked, "Meng Yue?"

Meng Yue was helpless.The effect of holding hands before is still there. After deducting the dinner time, it can last for more than an hour.

He said, "Okay."

When Ying Ze heard this, the corners of his lips curled up, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes softened.

Seeing him like this, Meng Yue felt depressed: Isn't this quite comfortable?Why do you hold hands, just like that.

He was melancholy, and almost wanted to shake Ying Ze's shoulders and tell him, it's better to give up this relationship quickly, there will be no results.

But after entering the room with Ying Ze and seeing the faint exhaustion on Ying Ze's face, Meng Yue pressed his mind again.

Ying Ze was already very tired for his own affairs.He didn't want to worry Ying Ze any more.

If there is no matter about the factory, Meng Yue may still be able to distance himself from his friends.But the men in the factory and the simulated portraits drawn by the police all showed that there was a huge net covering him, Ying Ze, and even Jiacheng.At this time, of course, you can't lose contact with Ying Ze.

The furnishings in the house are simple, the bed, wardrobe, bookshelf, and a table are all the furniture.Ying Ze asked, "Is it okay to sit on the side of the bed?"

Meng Yue came back to his senses, "Sit in a chair."

Ying Ze: "Then you..."

Meng Yue understood, the co-author wanted to sit with him.

He touched his nose, "Alright."

The two sat down, Ying Ze looked at the body on the bed, and first asked about Meng Yue's condition.Meng Yue answered one by one, Ying Ze felt relieved.

Back home, it was a last resort.It's just that the police have made no progress at the moment, and there is no news from my uncle.Ying Ze frowned slightly, and got straight to the point: "Sister Hu is not acting right today. I adjusted her wifi browsing history." He took the phone and showed Meng Yue the photos, "She seems to be in some trouble."

Meng Yue looked at the key words above.Black shadows, talking, paper dolls...

Ying Ze said: "'That person' may have found her."

Meng Yue asked, "Did Sister Hu do anything?"

Ying Ze: "Not yet. I checked the cooking machine and nothing was added."

Meng Yue heard what he meant: "Do you doubt?"

Ying Ze: "Sister Hu should be threatened." After a pause, he added: "I let her connect to wifi."

Meng Yue said "Oh", understanding.There are two children in Hu Jing's family, and I am afraid that sending news through browsing records like this will also make him terrified.

He returned the phone to Yingze and said, "The enemy is in the dark, but we are in the light. We are very passive."

Ying Ze said, "We have to figure out what they are looking for with Sister Hu first."

He obviously had thoughts and worries, and didn't know whether he should speak up.

Putting aside the relationship problem, Meng Yue undoubtedly trusted Ying Ze, and said at this moment, "What are your plans?"

Ying Ze analyzed: "After I watched this, I kept thinking about the video you played last night. If the person behind it is Chen Yewei, it might just be a vicious competition. He grabs orders and makes you have a car accident. Jiacheng has a direct conflict of interest." The contract that Meng Yue talked about at the beginning ended up in the hands of this boss Chen.Ying Ze thought of this.

Meng Yue looked at him, "But?"

Ying Ze sighed, obviously puzzled: "But it still doesn't make sense."

Although Meng Yue contributed a lot to Cazenove, but such a large marketing department, without Meng Yue, still works the same.

If it was to compete with Jiacheng for business, then the car accident can still be explained. What about the yellow symbols on the bed and even the ward?

Ying Ze: "Those talismans are aimed at you." They already have a consensus on this, "Although I don't know what effect it has."

Things that have no clue, let's not mention them for the time being.

Ying Ze: "After I saw Sister Hu searched for 'paper figurine', I suddenly remembered, didn't Chen Yewei also get a paper figurine in the segment you played last night? There was a red thread tied around the neck."

Meng Yue said, "You doubt?"

Ying Ze: "I'm wondering if there is a red thread on the neck of the paper figurine, and a red string on the neck of the man in the factory, whether the two are related."

Speaking of this, Meng Yue already fully understood what Ying Ze meant.Hu Jing doesn't search for "paper figurines" for no reason. When this keyword appears in her browsing history, it means that she must have seen something.

Combined with the arrangement of phrases such as "black shadow" and "talking", Meng Yue felt that what Hu Jing saw should be a shadow that could communicate.The other party handed her a paper figure.

That's why Ying Ze said just now that he checked the express package to make sure that no ingredients were added.

Ying Ze said, "I don't know what he was trying to do by giving Sister Hu the paper figurine."

Meng Yue: "It's not a good thing anyway." Thinking of the man in the factory, Meng Yue's face darkened slightly.There are already clues connected in his mind, only what he learned yesterday: the man from the factory appeared in the hospital ward four months ago, leading a construction team to cut off the last wall paste work; Chen Yewei's face appeared, and he knelt and bowed flatteringly to the thing in front of him; he knew that he could communicate with people, and he also experimented with a way to replenish his strength.

After one thing piled up, Meng Yue straightened his mind and said, "I'm going to find Chen Yewei." To capture the thief, first capture the king.

Ying Ze frowned and objected: "No way. It's too dangerous to go there rashly." They knew too little about Chen Yewei's methods, let alone Meng Yue didn't even figure out his own situation until now.

Meng Yue: "He beat around the bush to find Sister Hu, instead of letting that shadow come to my house, he should have some scruples. That day in the factory, I was obviously better than that man."

Ying Ze: "If that man is a 'paper doll', what are the remaining two things? Besides, you only saw a fragment, who knows if there are other things. He gave Sister Hu a paper doll," said here The two agreed that Chen Yewei was the one behind the threat to Hu Jing, "I don't know if it's the one you saw before. What if he has ten or eight of the same thing, can you fight it?"

He finished speaking quickly, and said, "I have an idea."

Meng Yue listened, "No, it's still a risk."

Ying Ze insisted: "At least control the risk within a certain limit."

Meng Yue pondered for a moment: "Alright."

The two solidified the details.Afterwards, the door of Meng Yue's room opened, and Ying Ze left.

When they left, Meng Yue had a lot of things on his mind. Suddenly, Ms. Cen called him: "Meng Yue? Where is he?"

Meng Yue came back to his senses, the PAD floated up from the coffee table and stood in front of Ms. Cen.

Ms. Cen glanced at her husband and said, "Old Meng, you go to the house for a while."

Meng Yingzhe: "Huh?"

Ms. Cen said: "I will talk to my son for a while."

Meng Yingzhe was a little confused, "What do you have to say without me?"

Although he was suspicious, he still listened to his wife, took a cup of tea, and walked slowly into the bedroom.

Cen Lizhu sat on the sofa.When Meng Yue saw her, he felt that in the past few days, his mother had never been as radiant as today.

I don't know what happened.

He sat down obediently, held his mother's hand, and asked, "Mom, what's the matter?"

Ms. Cen had a complicated expression and shook hands with her son.Although you can't see your son's expression, but holding each other can be regarded as self-comfort.

She thought for a moment and asked, "You and Ozawa, do you have anything to tell me?"

Meng Yue was taken aback.

Ms. Cen patiently reminded him, saying: "I am not an unenlightened mother. I told you before that there are all kinds of children in the class I lead." At her age, her son is working, and a college student is not just a child. "I understand and support everything. You do too."

Meng Yue: "...Huh?" He still didn't understand.

Ms. Cen said, "You and Ozawa—"

Meng Yue had a flash of inspiration: "We don't matter. Ah no, there is no 'that' relationship."

Sure enough, Ying Ze's performance in the afternoon still misunderstood my mother.

Meng Yue sighed.Ms. Cen disagreed, and said, "I see Ozawa..."

Meng Yue interrupted his mother for the second time, saying: "He is like that, ticklish."

Ms. Cen frowned slightly, suspiciously: "Just ticklish?"

Meng Yue avoided answering, and repeated: "I really don't have that kind of relationship with him, just friends. He means enough to me, so Mom, don't misunderstand him."

Ms. Cen was silent for a moment, as if asking and answering herself: "Did I misunderstand?"

Meng Yue said firmly: "Yes."

He paused and added, "And I don't like men at all."

This sentence is actually out of words.Meng Yue originally considered that he should step up efforts to prove that "Ying Ze and I are really just buddies."But after I said it, I was in a trance again, wondering if I had cut off a certain way out.

Ms. Cen's eyelids twitched, "You don't like men, do you just like women?"

Meng Yue: "..."

Meng Yue was speechless.

The author has something to say: *Chicken stewed mushrooms may vary from family to family. Mine is Tricholoma, sincerely Amway, super delicious~

Turning over the phone, I saw an outline written down last year.Counterattack flow, interstellar background, the protagonist was a toy in the noble hunting game at first, but after winning the championship, he did not get the prize, but was auctioned off by the noble drug, and then he was caught and smuggled away, and changed his identity to become a star thief to overthrow the noble rule√

It made me feel ups and downs, and then I glanced at the three queuing pre-receipts in the column, and I was stupefied with TvT

#If I have ten hands, then I will open ten holes at the same time (but there is a high probability that I will be bald)