On the Treatment of the Leading Role of Passerby A

Being too obsessed with one thing will make people ignore what is happening around them, even if Zeng Qiao has a sense of presence in many places where Zhang Ye may see, but Zhang Ye's eyes have nothing but the child who clings to him every day.

He stood behind Zhang Ye day by day, listening to the things Zhang Ye said that were completely like a bible to him, which made him feel that he was easily excluded from Zhang Ye's world.

Finally he survived until Zhang Ye was free, but school was about to start soon, and Zhang Ye was a few days ahead of him.It's been a rare month to get along well, and I feel uncomfortable and can't do anything about it.

Before Wang Mei went to bed, she beckoned her son to come over. Zhang Ye had to wipe his hair and sit on the sofa, and said helplessly, "Mom, your son is almost sleepy. Can we talk about it tomorrow?"

Wang Mei righteously refused: "Let's talk about it later, you don't even look at what you look like recently, Xiaoqiao follows you every day, serving you tea and water, you are good, you don't even look at people Take a look, what are you thinking? Since you promised to be with him, use snacks, if you only care about having fun and hurt Xiaoqiao, I will be the first to spare you."

Zhang Ye laughed out loud, hugged Wang Mei's arm, and said coquettishly: "What are you thinking? Is your son that kind of person? How could I be the kind of person I hate the most? I just feel a little pitiful for that child, Mom, if you had been in contact with him, you would definitely find a way to help him. I was thinking, if it were me, I would be like him, because only knowledge can change fate."

Wang Mei didn't let him get away with it, and poked him on the forehead: "This is not the reason for you to neglect Xiaoqiao. There must be something wrong with it, so let's talk about it."

Zhang Ye pondered for a while, scratched his hair in embarrassment, and then whispered after a while: "A while ago, his friend came to play, and that friend liked him, and I felt a little uncomfortable."

Wang Mei was angry and funny to her son: "You silly boy, it is the most normal thing for Xiaoqiao to like people, but my son is also very good, no worse than others, be more confident. Isn't his friend already Have you gone back? What do you pretend to be awkward by yourself? No matter how awkward you are, you can’t count Ren Xiaoqiao, how unfair. Go to Xiaoqiao tomorrow to clarify, and see how wronged Ren Xiaoqiao is.”

Zhang Ye complained dissatisfied: "Who is your son after all? Why is your heart turned to outsiders? Your son is still wronged."

Wang Mei glared at him angrily, and pinched her son's cheek: "That kid is sensible, and he really treats you with all his heart. As long as he can take good care of you, mom will be at ease. So mom likes him more , he will treat you better, don’t you think? You are still young, and you don’t like to express your little emotions. You have to let the other party guess. It’s fun once or twice, but it will hurt feelings after a long time. Only by untying the knot as soon as possible can we go a long way.”

Zhang Ye nodded, promising that he would go to Zeng Qiao early tomorrow morning to explain clearly before being put back to sleep.

He lay on the bed and rolled back and forth a few times. He was no longer a child, but he was drying Zeng Qiao over some inexplicable small problems. Even if Zhuang Yan had a crooked idea to break them up, Zhang Ye was not a vegetarian. .

Before going to bed, he touched his phone and sent Zeng Qiao a wechat message, saying that he would go to his house tomorrow, and then ignored the other party's reply, pulled the towel up and went straight to sleep.

No matter how hot the weather is, Zhang Ye rarely cannot sleep.Only this night, he dreamed of Meng Ge again.

The lights in the bedroom were not turned on, and seeing the luxury and luxury inside like a palace through the light in the corridor outside, Meng Ge didn't know what he was thinking, he moved the mouse quickly with his chin on his hand, frowning and stretching his brows sometimes, and murmured from time to time: "How is it possible? Are you kidding? How could it be in there?"

Zhang Ye didn't know what he was talking about, and wanted to take a step forward to see what he was going to do again. The strange thing was that this time, he seemed to be held back by something so that he couldn't move.

Zhang Ye just watched Meng Ge staring at the computer like crazy all night, so that he woke up feeling exhausted, rubbed his sore neck, and sat on the bed in a daze for a while.What does Meng Ge want to do?

After washing up, Zhang Ye sat at the dining table and had breakfast. Then he took out his mobile phone and looked through the messages. Zeng Qiao replied to him, joyfully but with a little worry: there are guests at home, I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable, why don't I go find you?

Before waiting for his reply, he sent another slightly low-key words: I'll wait for you.

Zhang Ye took a bite of the bread, puffed out his cheeks and chewed, touched his heart for a rare moment, and said to himself: "Am I really too domineering? Is it bad for Zeng Qiao?"

It was past ten o'clock, and Wang Mei had already gone out to make arrangements for the time when she was not at home. Zhang Ye finished cleaning the dining table, took the keys and went out.

The sun was already terribly hot early in the morning, and the bus to Xincheng District was far away from his home. If he walked there on two legs, it would take a quarter of an hour, and he would be sweating profusely after one minute in the sun.After weighing several times, he still chose to spend extravagantly, and stopped a car and went directly to Zeng's house.

The driver turned into a wide and clean avenue with lush trees on both sides, and said enviously: "Look at this environment, it doesn't feel like living in the world."

Zhang Ye smiled, asked the driver to stop beside him, paid the money, and walked forward slowly.

The trees on both sides of the road blocked the sunlight, and occasionally scattered light came in through the gaps, playfully shaking his eyes and walking away, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Although there was no wind, the shade brought by the big trees made him feel very comfortable, as if he hadn't walked so relaxedly for a long time.

The Zeng family was the most eye-catching one. After walking for a long time, they could already see the western-style villa.

He walked over and stood outside the carved gate, and saw Zeng Qiao standing under the tree with a cold face, and standing next to him was a tall and delicately dressed girl like a doll. He didn't know what to explain to Zeng Qiao. Suddenly the girl took two steps forward and hugged Zeng Qiao with tears in her eyes?Pear blossoms with rain?Even if he is a fool, he knows what the scene is.

The smile on the corner of his mouth still sank. It turned out that he had already regarded Waiting Zengqiao as his own. Not only the solemnity, but even such a cute girl, he couldn't bear it.

At this time, he could only stand outside the carved gate, and he couldn't get in without ringing the doorbell. He bit his lip, took out his mobile phone and called Zeng Qiao: "Where is it?"

When Zeng Qiao heard the phone ringing, he pushed away the person who was pestering him, but when he heard Zhang Ye's cool question, he already knew that Zhang Ye had seen it, and looked towards the door in a panic. No just stood there squinting at him.For some reason, Zeng Qiao felt as if his heartbeat had missed half a beat. He hurriedly opened the door and welcomed the person in. He scratched his hair irritably and licked his dry lips: "Zhang Ye, that's... I...you listen to me..."

Seeing Zeng Qiao's embarrassed look, Zhang Ye wanted to laugh, so he held back, walked straight up to the girl, sized up his eyebrows, and it turned out to be exactly what he thought, a beautiful girl with a good family background and temperament, If it was the past, he would not be stingy to praise her for her beauty, but now she is blocking his eyes.

"Zeng Qiao, since you have friends, I'll go back to the house first, and we'll talk about it later."

Seeing that the girl nodded to him, Zhang Ye turned around and was about to leave: "There is nothing wrong with you, so there is no need to talk about it."

The girl looked over inexplicably, but at this glance, she opened her eyes wide in shock, covered her mouth and let out a low cry: "You, you!"

Zhang Ye hooked Zeng Qiao's neck, lowered him, kissed him on the lips, and then squeezed in domineeringly. This was supposed to be an oath of sovereignty, but Zeng Qiao seemed to be encouraged by this idiot, and began to kiss back presumptuously. He, until he frowned and took a bite, Zeng Qiao reluctantly let go.

Both eyes stared at him without blinking, like a dog waiting for a bone to be fed by its master.

Zeng Qiao put his hand to his lips, his handsome face was stained with red, he didn't know if it was from the sun or he was shy, but his whole body was full of unstoppable joy.

This is the first time that Zhang Ye is willing to admit the relationship between the two in front of outsiders. Zeng Qiao suddenly feels that all his depression has been dispelled. Is there anyone more coquettish than him in this world?

The girl looked at them with a look of disgust. Even if they were two handsome guys, leaning together and kissing was still disgusting: "I didn't expect, Zeng Qiao, you are so disgusting. I was blind. I want to tell uncle Auntie, how could they agree that you like a man!"

Zhang Ye sneered: "Even if you let Zeng Qiao's parents break us up, will he like you? I don't want to speak ill of a girl, so don't mess with me."

The girl flushed with anger from him, and ran back into the house in embarrassment.

It was the first time that Zeng Qiao saw Zhang Ye erecting thorns all over his body other than Zhao Rong's mother and son, and it was for himself. Apart from being happy, he couldn't help wondering: "Zhang Ye, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly say you came to me? What's the matter?"

Zhang Ye stared at him twice, and then said seriously: "This summer vacation, do you blame me for spending less time with you? You don't have to say no against your will, yes, I did it on purpose, and I deliberately alienated you."

Zeng Qiao had already guessed something, but hearing Zhang Ye's straightforward admission still hurt his heart, how much effort he had to make himself not to show his sadness.The identities of the two of them have never been equal, no matter what, he has been locked in the loser's seat, and it is impossible to even move half a point.

"Zeng Qiao, I'm not happy. From the beginning to now, I've been unhappy for a long time. Now that I can see it, why don't you ask me?"

Zeng Qiao lowered his head and looked at the low shrubs under the big tree. This guy likes a shady environment. If you look at it in a human form, he would sleep happily while others are being scorched by the sun. envy?

"I don't have a clue, I can't think of what annoyed you, and I'm afraid of annoying you by asking, I think you will definitely tell me, look, don't you want to tell me now?"

Zhang Ye was standing under the tree in a white shirt, and the light and shadow were cast on his shoulders. This lazy Zhang Ye with a smirk is the most attractive, but his words are always like a knife: "In case I don't want to tell you, Just like a rock, the more it gets more and more, Zeng Qiao, my heart is not necessarily bigger than yours, if it comes to the moment when I can't go on..."

"Stop talking, I don't want to hear it. I don't want to make unreasonable guesses, and I won't let us go that far. Zhang Ye, I am ready to bear everything. No matter how tired or painful, I will not will be wronged."

Zhang Ye sighed, he was indeed a bad person, he didn't even know what he had done to oppress Zeng Qiao like this.

"Sheng Yan likes you, don't you know? He is your good friend since you were a child. If I say something to destroy your relationship, you will be embarrassed, but if I don't say it, I will not be happy. One may kill you at any time The person who snatched it away, who knows, will let him succeed one day."

The author has something to say: Today, I heard from my friends that I felt the Shura field. It will take a week or two for my new article to be written, so I am nervous.This is probably contagious.