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

When he found his own photo in Ying Ze's room before, Meng Yue thought briefly: I don't plan to be with Ying Ze, is it because he is a man?

He quickly dismissed the idea.

no.Meng Yue thought in his heart that he didn't seem to have any particular preference for men and women.

The only requirement is that the other party can be put into the "partner" box in my heart.

Ke Yingze has been perfectly fitted and put into the "friend" box.So after discovering the other party's long-repressed feelings for him, Meng Yue immediately felt: He can't.

Facing Ms. Cen at this moment, Meng Yue said, "Mom, what are you thinking?"

Ms. Cen hated that iron could not be made into steel, and said, "I thought you and Ozawa...forget it."

She said wearily: "A Yue, tell me honestly, do you not like people at all?"

Meng Yue was taken aback, not understanding what his mother meant.

Ms. Cen said: "If you have no intention of falling in love or being with others at all, you can also tell us."

She tried her best to be calm and said: "I think 'falling in love' is a very beautiful thing. As a mother, I hope you can experience it and realize the benefits of 'love'."

Ms. Cen is a literature major. When she was young, her mind was full of romantic fantasies.Later, when I was with Mr. Meng, I somewhat felt that "writer" was a romantic profession.

"But," Cen Lizhu changed the subject, "If you're really not interested in this aspect, mom won't force you either. I just want to know."

Meng Yue was helpless, "Mom, why are you talking about this?"

Cen Lizhu glared at him, "If you were busy all day long before, I would have the chance to talk about it?"

Meng Yue was speechless and touched his nose.

Cen Lizhu couldn't see her son, but she knew some of his habitual little moves.At this moment, the two were facing each other, holding their son's hand and listening to his speech. In her mind, she had already pictured a Meng Yue in his twenties, sitting in front of her.

Cen Lizhu's chatterbox opened, and she couldn't stop it.Seriously, she hasn't talked to her son for a long time.Chinese people are used to it, and feel that sons should be educated strictly, and filial sons will be born under the stick.The Meng family has not reached this point, the parent-child relationship has always been harmonious, and Meng Yue is smart and progressive.For their son's various hobbies, Meng Yingzhe and Cen Lizhu are also not very supportive of "Chinese parents".

But when it comes to emotional communication, it's really a little lacking.Their family adhered to the free-range policy, and Meng Yue grew up before he knew it.

Cen Lizhu couldn't help but said: "So, you can rest assured. No matter what decision you make, your mother will support it. The premise is that you must tell us frankly."

Meng Yue asked, "Where's my dad?"

Cen Lizhu said softly, "He will think whatever I think."

Meng Yue was funny.He did laugh, and his shoulders trembled.Hearing what his mother said, Meng Yue respected her and was willing to think about it.He thought for a moment, and replied: "Yes, I really didn't think about this before, and I didn't meet a suitable one."

Cen Lizhu said: "Before you promised me that you would have a child before the age of 30. How do you say that?"

Meng Yue was embarrassed, and replied: "I didn't know you were so open-minded."

Cen Lizhu said: "You kid. Hey, so where is Ozawa?"

Meng Yue was taken aback.Why did it involve Ying Ze again?

Cen Lizhu asked seriously: "You really don't like him?"

Meng Yue just wanted to deny it.But after thinking about it, I was a little curious: "Mom, why do you ask that?"

Cen Lizhu said: "How many friends have you made, don't they all come and go. That is Ozawa, the time we spent together broke the record, six years?"

Meng Yue was silent for a moment, then said: "Well, he is very good." It was just what he wanted, not what I wanted to give.

Like two boring machine parts, mismatched, destined to separate.

Cen Lizhu said: "But my son is also very good." She blinked and praised Meng Yue, "Being loyal and capable, Xiao Ze always praised you in front of me and your father."

It was the time when Meng Yue was lying in bed as a vegetable.

Meng Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and called out: "Mom."

Cen Lizhu said: "If you say that, I understand." There will be no misunderstanding in the future.

She confessed: "Before, I saw that you never fell in love. Only Ozawa stayed together all day long. It was also because there was a pair of young boys in the class I was leading. I watched you and Ozawa, I always think of them. One day, I suddenly felt that it was because you were together that I was too embarrassed to tell your dad."

Meng Yue pursed his lips, thinking: How can Ying Ze and I be like a real couple?

Ke Yingze really likes me.

Cen Lizhu said: "Since we are friends, Ozawa has done so much for you now, and when you recover, you should also treat him well."

She said: "Emotions are all maintained. You help him a little, and he helps you a little, so that it lasts for a long time. It's nothing if you don't fall in love, but a person is the sum of all social relationships, and 'friends' are also a part of it." An important part. You are in your 20s, and there are decades to come."

Cen Lizhu used herself as an example: "Your Aunt Xu and I also met in college, and now we have been good friends for almost 30 years."

Meng Yue was helpless, "Yes. But——"

He hesitated.

Cen Lizhu asked gently: "What's wrong?"

Meng Yue didn't know what to say.

He is not a child anymore. In his 20s, a big man, how can he discuss relationship issues with his mother again?

But at the moment, Ms. Cen's attitude was calm, and she talked a lot with Meng Yue.Not like a mother, but like an elder sister.

Meng Yue thought: I'm being foolish.

There's nothing a "big man" shouldn't say.In just a few decades of life, you should not imprison and shackle yourself because of other people's opinions.

He was really troubled by Ying Ze's question.At this moment, I finally had an opening to vent, and said briefly: "I only found out during this period of time. I regard Ying Ze as a friend, but Ying Ze" paused, and the next few words were a little hard to say, "——like me .”

Meng Yue said the last three words quickly and lightly.

After saying it, when a piece was pressed on my heart for a long time, a corner was suddenly pulled up, and there was room for breathing.

Cen Lizhu was stunned.

She is an elder, and now his son is sincerely consulting her about relationship issues.It was beyond Cen Lizhu's expectation, but she was very happy that her son was willing to be honest with her.

She asked, "How long have you known? Any thoughts?"

Meng Yue said: "I used this look when I first went to Ying Ze's house. I saw something."

Cen Lizhu made up her mind.Indeed, within a few days.

As for "saw something," that statement is vague.Ms. Cen had some thoughts, but felt that she didn't respect her son too much, so it was hard to say it out.

Meng Yue: "I don't want to hurt him. But I don't know how not to hurt him."

Hearing this, Cen Lizhu sighed slightly, feeling a little distressed.

She said: "Look at you, you have been in contact with Ozawa a lot in the past two days."

Meng Yue quickly said: "Mom, as for the things on my bed and on the wall, Xiao Ze was also somewhat involved."

Cen Lizhu was taken aback, and asked, "Is it because of you?"

Meng Yue thought for a while and said cautiously, "Not sure. Not necessarily."

Cen Lizhu frowned.

Meng Yue: "At this time, I can't let him go. But after this is over," he said, "I want to separate from him slowly."

Cen Lizhu thought for a while and asked, "Will you regret it?"

Meng Yue replied: "Yes. But as if he didn't know, being with him made him feel even more uncomfortable."

Cen Lizhu sighed and said, "My son is really fine."

Meng Yue was helpless.Cen Lizhu said, "But have you ever thought about talking to him?"

Meng Yue was taken aback.

Cen Lizhu said: "Ozawa likes you, but if you don't tell me, I don't know what you saw. But what do you think is his attitude towards this relationship?"

Meng Yue thought for a moment.

He said, "He should be...unhappy."

If you like someone, you have to be depressed.

Of course you won't be unhappy all the time.But Meng Yue asked himself, how could he be happy if he couldn't ask for someone, couldn't even be seen, and hesitated to move forward?

Thinking from his own perspective, he felt that Ying Ze's reluctance to move forward was quite natural.It was precisely because he and Meng Yue were true friends that Ying Ze chose this way.

He knew Meng Yue well and knew that once he showed himself, he would be rejected.

Ms. Cen said: "You said just now that you don't want to hurt him. But Ayue, do you think it will be like this: you make it clear to him and help him liberate. This is the way that will hurt Xiao Ze the least?"

Meng Yue remained silent, his thoughts turned.

Ms. Cen said: "My son is fine, and so is Ozawa. So I hope you are all fine."

Meng Yue's lips trembled, and he called out, "Mom."

Ms. Cen: "Huh?"

Meng Yue wiped his face and said, "Okay, I know."

Mom was right.

If he unilaterally alienated Ying Ze, Ying Ze might have a lot of thoughts, tossing and turning alone in the long night.

If it's for his own good, perhaps everything should be revealed.

A festering wound can only heal after debridement.This process may be painful, but it is indispensable.

Ms. Cen smiled after hearing what he said.

the other side.

After leaving Meng Yue's house, Ying Ze called Hu Jing.

He didn't know that Meng's mother and son had a conversation about themselves, and that Meng Yue made up his mind to "clear" for his friend.

He waited for the call to connect, thinking about what happened to Meng Yue's family.

Minimizing the risk means that first of all, Hu Jing cannot contact Meng Yue's parents.Secondly, let her really take action to prevent Sister Hu from being hurt by the people behind the scenes.

After all, they know too little about the man behind the scenes.

Thinking of this, Ying Ze remembered his uncle again.The time is too short, and there is probably no result from my uncle's side, which is worrying.

After a few beeps, the phone was connected.Hu Jing's tone was as calm as possible, but Ying Ze could still hear a little breath.

Ying Ze said, "Sister Hu, help book a restaurant for lunch tomorrow."

Hu Jing was taken aback.According to the previous plan, Yingze has no special itinerary at noon tomorrow.

She thought that Ying Ze had something to do temporarily.Adhering to professional ethics, she immediately took out her notepad and prepared to write down the boss's request.

Ke Yingze's request was very simple, and said: "Just order the flavor you like."

Hu Jing's hand holding the pen trembled.

Ying Ze said, "Let's have dinner tomorrow." After a meal, he added, "Just in time, the pen for Manager Meng will also be delivered tomorrow, right? I'll take it to Meng Yue by the way."

He hinted: "I don't know how the brand's packaging is. When the item arrives, you can help repack it."

The author has something to say: *Cen's mother is a language student. In this chapter, she is a "literature" major, which means that she graduated from a university with a "Bachelor of Arts" in language subjects.

Talking with mom is an important step in the development of emotional lines, fighting~