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

The two parties have different ideas.

For Ze, the next four hours, every minute and every second, were tormenting.

He worked extremely efficiently this afternoon, but in the evening, he procrastinated.

Ying Ze thinks this is not okay.

Working overtime is not his business alone, there are many workers outside the house.Sister Hu has two children in her family. They are busy at the end of the year, and the children are thrown to her husband.

So Ying Ze got up and went to the bathroom.He poured a handful of cold water on his face, then raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.

He didn't make a sound, but silently said: You can do it.

Drops of water slipped from Ying Ze's temples.

He tried to smile at himself in the mirror.Perhaps because of his mood, his smile was very ugly at first.Afterwards, I slowly adjusted it, and finally I was able to catch my eyes.At this time, Ying Ze glanced at the time, it was already 06:30.

He returns to the office.

On the other side, Meng Yue and Ms. Cen left the hospital first.The two go to the supermarket together.

Because Meng Yingzhe was hospitalized, the hospital issued an order to buy a series of daily necessities.From small plastic basins to towels, Ms. Cen put them all in the shopping cart.Meng Yue thought about the taste of his friend and future boyfriend, and calculated a few dishes in his mind.

Then the two went home together.Ms. Cen put away the change of clothes, and Meng Yue did the cooking.He not only made it for Ying Ze, but also prepared supper for his parents along the way.There are exactly two lunch boxes at home.

By early nine, both were ready.Cen Lizhu hailed a car as Meng Yue thought, said goodbye to her son, and encouraged him: "Come on!"

Meng Yue thought for a while and said with a smile, "You should ask Xiao Ze to cheer."

Cen Lizhu was a little puzzled.

Meng Yue: "I didn't bully him."

Cen Lizhu: "?"

Meng Yue said in his heart: But he seems to really want to be bullied by me.

He was in a good mood and didn't talk too much to his mother.

Although there are still problems right now, I don't know when I will return to my body.But at least the most pressing difficulty has been resolved.

There's no news from the police, but it's only been two days.Dad's condition has stabilized, and he can be discharged from the hospital after a few more days.

In a blink of an eye, December is about to celebrate the New Year.

Even Meng Yue has a mentality of "removing the old and welcoming the new".

He was sitting in a taxi, looking sideways at the bright lights outside the window.The stretching street lights are like a long dragon, and the cars on the road are scales of dragon body.How many people in this bustling city know that there is another side to the world?It's a pity that Liu Hui collapsed into a ball after being possessed, and the original record of Chen Yewei's crimes was also obliterated, otherwise Chen Yewei could be filled with another crime.

The taxi driver was chatting with someone, saying that he had picked up a courier order.Meng Yue listened and smiled slightly.

He didn't have a heartbeat, but now he felt his heart beating.

All the way downstairs in Jiacheng, my brother made a call, and someone came out to answer it soon.Meng Yue was disappointed when he saw it: it wasn't Ying Ze.

But it was also a familiar face.It's Ying Ze's second secretary.

The second secretary went upstairs carrying the lunch box.This is an office area. Due to the end of the year, all companies work overtime.When entering and leaving the elevator, there are many complaints in the mouth.But Meng Yue listened very kindly.

This is a life that others can't avoid, and it is also a life that he really wants to return to.

When I arrived at the floor where Jiacheng was located, more familiar people came to meet me.The second secretary went to Mr. Ying's office, and when she got back to her seat, the news exploded in the group, asking her what happened and who brought Mr. Ying's meals. Could it be that Mr. Ying's thousand-year-old iron tree finally blossomed and made a girlfriend?

Although Jiacheng is a traditional industry, the team brought out by Meng Yue in the past two years has always adhered to the serious and lively concept.The second secretary replied uniformly in the group: It seems that Manager Meng's parents sent it.

There was a sigh of disappointment in the group.

Most of them thought of Meng Yue who was still in the hospital bed.

They don't know the details, they don't know that Meng Yue's body has been taken home, they just feel that God is jealous of Yingcai, why did Manager Meng get into a car accident and lie down for more than a hundred days, and they don't know if there is any hope of waking up afterwards, Manager Meng's parents are really pitiful.

After saying a few words in the group, the atmosphere immediately fell silent.Some people also began to lament in smaller groups that Mr. Ying has deep affection.

Meng Yue didn't know this.

After the second secretary left, he consciously leaned against Ying Ze's table and took Ying Ze's hand.

Seeing Ying Ze's body trembling slightly, he looked up at himself with a smile.But although there was a smile on his face, Meng Yue felt that his body was a little stiff.

Meng Yue frowned and looked at Ying Ze carefully.

He thought: Ying Ze seems...a little unhappy?

Before that, they were good friends.

Ying Ze knew Meng Yue very well, and of course Meng Yue also knew Ying Ze.

He was only slow on the matter of "so my friend likes me", but now that his status may have changed, Meng Yue is much more sensitive than before.He murmured in his heart, thinking: How could Ying Ze be unhappy?

He likes me.

He likes me so much, I gave him food, but he was not happy.

Meng Yue was tolerant and magnanimous, comforting himself: Well, Ozawa is very busy with work, so maybe he has other troubles.I'm here now to disturb him.But it doesn't matter, after supper, we will work together.

He felt that he was simply the legendary "good wife", who could enter the kitchen and exit the hall.

Thinking about it, Meng Yue became happy again.He opened the lunch box, and there were a lot of dishes inside.

"I burned a piece of pomfret, but the lunch box can't fit the whole one, you only have half of it here." Meng Yue murmured, "My mother took the other half from the hospital and gave it to my dad. Put the thorns here."

He thoughtfully prepared the place to sting.

Then he glanced at Ying Ze.Well, this time, the smile on his face is more sincere than before.

Meng Yue bent his lips, and his mood improved instantly.At this moment, he is completely different from the fierce god who met the god and killed the god and the Buddha and killed the Buddha last night.He took down a plate of dishes and said, "Mushrooms and vegetables, um, vitamin supplements are also needed."

One fish and one vegetable, the last dish is short ribs.

Ying Ze thought in his heart: Isn't this head-cut meal too rich?

There are four layers in the food box.In addition to the three layers of dishes, there is also a layer of rice.Meng Yue arranged it carefully and was very proud of himself.He said: "My skills are not as good as my mother's, but this time it is my mother who guides me."

A spare rib flew out of nowhere and landed on the rice.The chopsticks floated to Ying Ze's hand.

Meng Yue looked at him with a smile and said, "Try it?"

So Yingze tasted it.

"It's delicious," he said.

Meng Yue said, "Well, what were you watching just now?"

He asked, only to realize that Ying Ze was eating, so it shouldn't be convenient for him to answer.So Meng Yue quickly said: "—No need, let me see for myself?"

Ying Ze laughed and nodded.

Meng Yue looked at his computer.It was a bit of a surprise to find that the most recent document was the public welfare planning that the two of them talked about last night.The timing has been more carefully planned above.

The Chinese New Year is too early this year, so the end of the semester in colleges and universities is brought forward accordingly, and the exam week is placed at the end of December.According to Ying Ze's plan, around January [-]th, Meng Yue could get the first postcard expressing the gratitude of the children.

He was moved again, and turned his head to look at Ying Ze.

Ying Ze's eating posture is very gentle, and occasionally he looks a little embarrassed, as if he feels that he has been spitting out thorns and bones, and Meng Yue does these things to make things difficult for him... He hides these emotions very well, but Meng Yue is paying attention at the moment , can be noticed.

He was calm and thought: very cute.

Ying Ze thought: Ah, he saw it.

Even if the two of them had to make a clean break, Ying Ze hoped that at least one last thing that would help Meng Yue could be done.

He felt that the food in his mouth was delicious.This situation and this scene obviously should taste like chewing wax.But--

It's really delicious.

He couldn't help thinking: What kind of mood did Meng Yue come to cook?

Meng Yue thought: He is really dedicated to me.

So I will treat him well.

The two had very different thoughts, but the atmosphere was harmonious.Meng Yue occasionally wondered if Ying Ze was eating too slowly.But on second thought, he might as well chew slowly.

Ying Ze was nervous, thinking wildly: Will Meng Yue find out?I'm procrastinating.

But he cherishes the present moment too much, and just wants to make this moment permanent.

But after all, it's just a meal.

There is always an end.

Meng Yue said he would come at ten o'clock, but in fact he would arrive at nine fifty.

It was almost eleven o'clock, Ying Ze put down his chopsticks.

He wiped his mouth, and Meng Yue had already poured a glass of water.The water glass floated from the water dispenser next to it and landed in Ying Ze's hand.

Ying Ze raised his hand to touch the wall of the cup, the temperature was just right.

He lowered his head, the smile on the corner of his lips restrained a little bit, thinking: It's time.

Meng Yue also thought: It's time.

The two spoke at the same time.

Ying Ze: "You come tonight—"

Meng Yue: "I'll come tonight—"

Together they pause.

Meng Yue looked at Ying Ze with great interest, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ying Ze remained calm, "It's nothing. Just say it."

Meng Yue looked down at his hand holding the cup.Probably too nervous, so I pinched it tightly, the protruding place at the end of the finger bone was slightly white, and the veins on the back of the hand could be seen.

He inexplicably said, "Are you so nervous?"

Shocked, Ying Ze suddenly raised his head.

Meng Yue didn't understand, so: "Are you afraid...what are you afraid of?"

Ying Ze's eyelashes fluttered.

Meng Yue looked at him for a moment and said, "Are you going to cry again?"

With a hoarse voice, Ying Ze said, "No."

Meng Yue said lightly: "Don't lie to me, Ozawa."

Ying Ze: "..."

He didn't have time to be shocked by what Meng Yue called himself.

Meng Yue was slightly annoyed: He obviously wanted to wait until Ying Ze had finished eating, so he opened up a bit, saying that he knew what Ying Ze wanted and thought it was acceptable, and the two of them would be lovers from the next moment.How did you talk, and the atmosphere became like this?

He tried to get into the topic and said, "Ying Ze, I have something to tell you. Oh, I mentioned it yesterday."

Ying Ze took a deep breath.

Meng Yue saw whether he would cry or not.This appearance, probably no one else has seen.

He had that feeling again: Ozawa is very pitiful and cute at the same time.

It's tempting to bully.

He raised his hand, his fingers slid across Ying Ze's chin, and finally pinched his friend's chin, and cut straight to the point: "You like me."

Ying Ze: "..."

Ying Ze: "!!!"

He was stunned, he didn't expect Meng Yue to say such a sentence.

So spare no room, straight to the point!

Ying Ze looked at him, confused thoughts drifting through his mind one by one.

Obviously, he had thought a lot before and felt that he should obey Meng Yue's wishes.Meng Yue thinks it's not good, so don't get entangled, and give each other the last bit of decency.

But at this moment, facing Meng Yue, Ying Ze found in disbelief that a trace of luck had arisen in his heart.

... The photos in the room can be explained by other reasons.

he thinks.

Ying Ze said firmly, "No!"

The author has something to say: copywriting stalks!

Well that's it, Ozawa is super firm: I am not, I don't!

Meng Meng:? ? ?Can you say that again?