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

At four o'clock in the morning, the city is silent.Ying Ze lay on the bed, unconsciously falling asleep.

He was lying on his side, half curled up, with his hands on his chest.It was covered by the quilt, but Meng Yue could see the collar of his pajamas, which was made of light-colored soft fabric.

From the looks of it, Ying Ze must be very insecure.

Meng Yue had never slept with Ying Ze in the same room before.In college, the dormitory is divided according to the student number.The two were placed in a room, clinically, and they were said to be able to get along with each other from time to time.But Yingze has rented a room off-campus since the beginning of school, and he is also used to being alone in school.

Meng Yue is the secretary of the Communist Youth League and is responsible for managing class fees.From time to time, the teacher would send out information, and the school committee would print it to all the students in a unified way, all through Meng Yue.Sometimes when the class fee runs out, Meng Yue sends a message in the group, asking everyone to transfer money to his electronic account.

A group of young people staggered along, and after four years, they also made many friends.

It was the first time to collect shift fees like this. Meng Yue counted and found that someone had not paid.He compared the names of the students when they transferred the money one by one, and finally drew a circle on the word "Ying Ze" in the class.

Draw a circle in your heart.He has already started typing, crackling, poking at the other party: Ying Ze, pay off work~

Ying Ze didn't reply.

Meng Yue bit his pen, a little puzzled, but he didn't take it too seriously.Later in class, he went directly to ask Ying Ze himself.At that time, everyone was still unfamiliar, and Meng Yue actually didn't match the name "Ying Ze" with a certain classmate.

Seeing him, Meng Yue lost his mind during the speech, thinking: This classmate looks good.

Meng Yue himself has an outstanding appearance. In high school, he was a frequent visitor to the school's confession wall.He has a cheerful personality, and he is called brothers and sisters with a circle of boys, and he is also quite popular among girls.Some girls from the lower grades even ran to the door of their class, shyly asking Meng Yue for his phone number.

The people in the class saw it, smiled narrowly at Meng Yue, and booed behind his back.Meng Yue had no choice but to say solemnly, "Study is the most important thing."

He used this as an excuse to decline the other party.But a few days later, the other party got his number from nowhere and started sending him messages.

Wechat hadn’t been launched that year, so we had to use SMS for text communication.Meng Yue was often puzzled, wondering how many sets those girls had bought, and how they could talk so well.Good morning in the morning, but also to talk about what I ate, and by the way, make insinuations... No, it was above board, and with a little shyness, I asked him if he wanted to help bring the food.

Meng Yue: "..." Of course I still refused.

He cut the mess quickly, pretended to be his mother, Ms. Cen, and replied with a long message.I didn't say anything serious, just said that my son is in the third year of high school, which is the most important time, and I probably don't have time to do other things.

As he typed, he lolled against the wall.The boy at the back table came over and asked, "That girl is pretty, why don't you try to get around?"

Meng Yue said, "Does it look good?"

The boy nodded firmly.

Meng Yue said: "But I don't feel it. Since I don't feel it, don't drag him down." Replying in a mother's tone, the other party will probably think that this boy has a lot of things at home and is strictly controlled.These days, the term "Mabao" has not been widely spread, but Meng Yue learned it by himself without a teacher, so he put dust on himself.

The boy patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, you." He was curious and asked, "Then what do you like? Tell me, brother, I will pay attention to you."

Meng Yue thought for a while and said, "He has black hair, bright eyes, and a high nose..."

The boy was speechless: "I can't tell, brother Yue, hello."

Meng Yue just laughed and stopped talking.

Later, I looked in the mirror and thought: My brother is also very handsome.

Of course he knew about it.The surrounding environment was there, and one after another, the heart-pounding green eyes fell on him.I really don’t understand anything, that’s just pretending.

But that's all.He will not use this face to gain any benefits.

When meeting Ying Ze, Meng Yue felt that Ying Ze was good-looking, which was a kind of boasting to a certain extent.

——After so many years, I finally met a guy as handsome as my brother.

At that time in the classroom, Ying Ze was startled when he saw him.When the matter was clarified, Ying Ze smiled embarrassedly, with handsome eyes, and said, "Sorry, I forgot to read the news in the group. I'll transfer the money to you."

Meng Yue also thought it was the reason before.He reminded the other party: "There are still a lot of news notifications, don't forget to take a look."

Ying Ze said yes, and thanked him again.Back and forth, the two chatted.

They are all locals, but Meng Yue's family is in the south of the city, and Ying Ze is in the city center.There are many Haicheng students in the class, and the word "villager" is not enough to bring them closer.But after a few words of chatting, the materials to be printed later will be involved.Ying Ze probably felt that he had paid too late and delayed Meng Yue's work progress, so he proposed that he subscribed to several economic weekly magazines recommended by his teacher, and the materials to be distributed this time were the electronic versions of some of the weekly magazines.He asked Meng Yue if he wanted to borrow the entire magazine.

Meng Yue agreed.In class the next day, I took the magazine from Ying Ze.Taking advantage of the situation, he asked: "I suddenly remembered when I went back yesterday, you still seem to be my roommate. Why don't you live in the dormitory?"

The corners of Ying Ze's lips curved a little, and he smiled lightly, saying, "I'm not used to living in groups."

Meng Yue didn't ask any more questions.He went back to the magazine and saw Ying Ze's comments on several articles.Ying Ze's handwriting is beautiful and correct, probably practiced on purpose, and the annotations are also well-organized and straight to the core.

Meng Yue unknowingly read the entire book, but at the end, he paid more attention to Ying Ze's writing.Reading the main text of the magazine is also to better understand the annotation content.

After closing the magazine, Meng Yue thought: This man is quite interesting.

Although school has just started and all subjects are in the introductory stage, Ying Ze seems to know a lot already.He is familiar with all kinds of economics content, and he often mentions it when he makes annotations, and he can clearly quote various data.Meng Yue felt that it should be a very enjoyable thing to chat with him about his major.

I also feel ashamed to think that the ink in my stomach may not be enough to support a conversation.

Not only did this not disappoint Meng Yue, but it made him a little competitive.He was used to being loose in the past, and his parents had no demands on him, they only hoped that he would grow up healthy and live a smooth life.Meng Yue is very happy, but after a long time, it will inevitably be boring.At this moment, when I see a small mountain in life, I can't help but want to climb and conquer it.

When he was returning the book, he chatted with Ying Ze about an article.The two talked more and more until the teacher stood at the desk in class.They sat in the first row, and the teacher listened to a few words, and said with great interest, "We will talk about this later, and there will be a presentation at that time, why don't you two go together?"

Meng Yue didn't care, and said, "Okay."

Ying Ze also nodded.

Since we do homework together, we spend more time together.Teachers of different subjects have different requirements, and there are more than two groups.But as long as the team is formed, Meng Yue will be with Ying Ze, but will change other teammates.

Their relationship is getting closer.During college, Meng Yue had more and more friends on WeChat, and will break through four digits when he graduates.But there are only two at the top.

One is a group chat with parents, and the other is Ying Ze.

During those four years, one of the two lived off-campus and the other lived in a dormitory. They could only be together in the middle of the night when they were catching DDL all night, but they only watched the quiet campus in the early morning.

Later, they worked together and finally stayed at Ying Ze's house. Meng Yue slept in the guest room, so he had no chance to see his friend's sleeping posture.

...Thinking about it carefully, he still has some clothes in the cabinet in the guest room.I don't know if Ying Ze has dealt with it in the past three months.

Probably not.

At this moment, beside Ying Ze, Meng Yue turned his gaze back and sat on the edge of the bed sadly.

He supported his chin with one hand, dropped his elbow on his thigh, and slowly groped for his knee with the other hand.

Touching and touching, I was a little lucky: fortunately, I was still wearing the clothes from the day of the car accident, so I wouldn't run around naked in the street.

Thinking of this made me laugh for a moment.Soon it comes down to sighing.

The body is completely bowed into a shrimp, and the thoughts in his mind are repeated: after he found out that he could "teleport", Meng Yue immediately planned to go home to see his parents.But this time, no matter how hard he tried to meditate, he just stood there, motionless.

Regarding this, Meng Yue was puzzled at first, thinking that Ying Ze's family was special?

But the moonlight shone on Meng Yue through the balcony in the corridor.Meng Yue suddenly realized that his hand was as transparent as when he was a child by the side of the road in the afternoon.

He froze for a moment, and found a way: "eating", can solidify the body.But "teleportation" will quickly consume the previously replenished power.

This is probably not because Ying Ze's family is special, but because he has used up the energy accumulated in the previous four hours.

Meng Yue figured this out and began to feel depressed.He walked through the door and walked into Ying Ze's house.After sitting on the sofa for a while, my body was straight, and when I leaned back, I was about to pass through the back of the sofa.

He is more depressed.Trying to touch something on the table, barely able to touch the pen.But you can only touch the outer shell. If you want to pick it up, your fingers will go straight through it.

Meng Yue: "..."

He walked around the living room, stood at the door of Yingze for another 10 minutes, and finally made up his mind and walked into the bedroom.

If I remember correctly, Ying Ze's habit at home is to bring the computer into the bedroom before going to bed, and finally sort out the content of the day.

So Meng Yue had a bold idea: he could barely touch things, so he might be able to type.

After entering the door, Ying Ze's computer was indeed on the table.Meng Yue was lucky, the computer wasn't even closed.He touched the keyboard with his fingers, making sure he could touch it.

It was already five o'clock in the morning, two hours left before Ying Ze's usual wake-up time.

Meng Yue chose to wait.

He didn't know if he was patient or not.Sitting now, closing his eyes, thinking of seeing his parents after dawn, Meng Yue felt a little relieved and looked forward to it.

The sky lightened up little by little, and there was a ray of light under the curtain.

At seven o'clock, Ying Ze's alarm bell rang on time.

Stretched out a hand from under the quilt and pressed the alarm.Ying Ze sat up slowly, at first, his eyes were blank.Out of focus, like not waking up.He sat in the distance, woke up, and suddenly heard a soft "beep".

Ying Ze turned his head sideways, followed the direction of the voice, and saw his computer.

His expression was a little subtle, seeing the computer screen light up.is the boot process.

He couldn't see Meng Yue.But when Meng Yue saw Ying Ze's expression, he knew that he probably felt that the computer had a virus.

Maybe he has already started drawing suspicious characters in his mind.There are not many people who have access to this computer. The cleaning aunt who comes once a week does not enter the study, but the secretary, Ms. Hu, will tidy up in the study.But Ms. Hu has worked in Jiacheng for many years, and Ying Ze still believes in her loyalty.

Or is it because of the Internet, so the virus sneaked in?

Meng Yue guessed right.

In a short period of time, Ying Ze has considered several possibilities.I still think about it, and let the people from Jiacheng Information Security Section take a look at the computer.

There are many internal secrets in it. If a competitor finds out, Jiacheng will at least face a little trouble, not to mention hurting his muscles and bones and causing heavy losses.

After the computer is turned on, a password is required.Meng Yue thought about it and entered a string of numbers mixed with letters on it.It's not that he's spying on his friend's privacy, it's just that Ying Ze's desktop computer in Jiacheng's office has this password.And Ying Ze trusted him, and occasionally let him read the information directly from that computer.As time goes by, I will remember.

Password is correct.

Ying Ze saw it in his eyes, but frowned even deeper.He felt that his computer was being controlled remotely, so he picked up the phone and prepared to call the information security department without waiting.

When Ying Ze dialed the phone, Meng Yue hurriedly opened the notepad and typed on it: I am Meng Yue! ! !

Three exclamation points are added to express the mood.

It's just that I was too eager to type, so that my hands were too hard, and my fingertips passed through the keyboard several times.

Meng Yue took a deep breath, held his temper, and changed his style of playing softly, finally presenting the words in front of Ying Ze's eyes.

Ying Ze was obviously stunned.

There was a ringtone on the phone, and Meng Yue continued to call: You are bed number three, and I am bed number one.Lao Zhang piled up a bunch of things on your bed, and Lu Xiao is the school committee member.

The call is connected.

A voice came from over there: "Boss Ying?"

Like a stone falling into a calm lake, ripples are created, and Ying Ze is awakened.

Ying Ze put the phone to his ear, said calmly, "It's a wrong number," and then hung up.

He looks confused, looking at the computer screen.

After a long time, he moved his fingers, wanting to touch the keyboard.

Meng Yue typed: don't move

Ying Ze: "?"

He looked up and looked at the computer camera.

The warning light next to it didn't flash.The camera function is off.

Meng Yue held his posture with difficulty, not letting himself touch Ying Ze's body.He didn't know what would happen when someone passed through his body in his solidified state.But now that he is so vain, the feeling he felt yesterday afternoon, if he had a choice, Meng Yue didn't want to go through it again.

He typed quickly: I'm next to you

Typing again: don't move

Ying Ze didn't move.

Meng Yue looked at his expression.A little stiff and overwhelmed.He just woke up, his hair is curled up.With the addition of pajamas, compared to the usual Mr. Ying, he seems to be a few years younger for no reason.

Meng Yue was originally older than him, now seeing his friend's appearance, he felt that he was simply bullying others.

He typed: Is there anything to eat?

Meng Yue had a hunch that he was "consuming energy" by touching the keyboard like this.If you can't get a supplement, it will be very fast, and you won't even be able to touch the keyboard.

Ying Ze didn't answer, but asked instead: "Where are you?"

Meng Yue paused his fingers and glanced at the words in front of him.Hmm, it's a little unclear.

He sighs and re-introduces: I'm next to you.

Typing: You can't see me.But my hands are on the keyboard, not remote control.

He saw Ying Ze's pupils shrink instantly.

The originally rosy complexion also became a little pale at this moment.

Meng Yue frowned and realized: I really want to scare him.

It's normal.Before he became like this, Meng Yue himself was also a materialist, and he didn't believe that there was another kind of existence in the world.

Up to now, it is not always true to say "believe".

From yesterday afternoon to now, there were people everywhere on the road, but none of them floated on the ground like Meng Yue.He also couldn't tell what happened to him.

Since I can't figure it out myself, let alone explain it to others.

He was hesitating when he suddenly heard Ying Ze ask, "Can fried eggs be okay?"

Meng Yue paused for a moment, unable to tell what mood he was in at the moment.

He typed: OK.

Another belated surprise.Unexpectedly, Ying Ze's house actually had ingredients.