On the Treatment of the Leading Role of Passerby A

In the slightly dark room, Zeng Qiao's scorching eyes radiated dazzling light, which seemed a little aggressive, but Zhang Ye somehow thought that the puppy drooling at the bone was a little cute, so he couldn't help laughing out loud.

He touched Zeng Qiao's head, and softly comforted him: "Isn't this good? If it feels right, we'll be together, and if we're uncomfortable, we'll be separated. When we think about it at this age, don't you think it's too far away? The feeling will change, Just like you like me, what do you like about me? In another environment, someone who is better at studying than me, has a better temper than me, and is handsome, are you sure you won’t be tempted? Be good, study hard, establish a relationship, etc. After next year."

Zeng Qiao twitched the corners of his mouth and found that he couldn't laugh.

Sure enough, as he thought in his heart, Zhang Ye has always had reservations about love, but he can't bear to blame him. The ending of Auntie and Zhang Tiancheng is right in front of him, not to mention that their relationship is not accepted by the public.

He can guarantee that he will remain the same, but in case of a change in the middle, they are forced to draw a line...

In this way, being together as friends at least doesn't have to worry about future variables, is it considered carpe diem?

But he felt aggrieved, not satisfied with such approaching and kissing, he wanted to have it completely, so Zhang Ye could only accommodate him alone.

Zeng Qiao watched Zhang Ye leave the house, he leaned against the wall and let out a long breath.

The longer he stayed with Zhang Ye, the more flustered he became. Zhang Ye's mental age was much more mature than him, and some words were incomprehensible at the moment, but after thinking about it, it made people chill.

Just like the parents' divorce, Zhang Ye never saw any reluctance and nostalgia for his father in Zhang Ye's eyes, but only hostility. Zhang Ye regarded his father as an enemy.

He was even more surprised when he put together the things he knew these days, all of which seemed to be under Zhang Ye's control, like the last time he helped, did Zhang Ye know that the Blue Sky Group would send someone to collect that set? house?Zhang Tiancheng had no choice but to buy another set because of shame and no land. He had no money but borrowed it, but he didn't want his son to cut off his retreat.

Does Aunt Wang know about these things?

Zhang Ye is obviously the same age as himself, why is he so scheming?

Compared with Zhang Ye, he is like a fool. His family has paved a smooth road for him, free from worries and troubles, but at this moment, he seems to have been hit with a hammer in the head, and he is beginning to wake up.

There are many evils in this world, but he has no chance to encounter them. If he falls into the same situation as Zhang Ye, can he hold his breath like Zhang Ye and carefully calculate step by step?

Zeng Qiao brushed the bangs covering his eyes to the back of his head, and chuckled. It turns out that the problem is here. If he wants Zhang Ye to be with him without any worries, then he must have the ability to help Zhang Ye get rid of all worries. .

But not being fully believed by Zhang Ye still made him feel somewhat frustrated.

Aunt Zeng's family hadn't prepared food for so many people for a long time. This time she was so busy that she brought out the last dish just in time to see the young master coming downstairs, and said with a smile: "That classmate named Zhao Rong helped Quite busy, very sensible, I will bring more people back to play in the future, husband and wife like hardworking children the most."

Zeng Qiao's face darkened, and he said unhappily, "I hate courteous people the most."

He was in so much pain that day that he had no strength, otherwise he would not have been carried away so easily by Zhao Rong.

Auntie was gagged by Zeng Qiao, but she didn't dare to say anything, so she put down the dishes and hid in the kitchen to rest.

Zeng Qiao was talking and joking with his classmates, and Zhang Luo told them to eat quickly. He had a stomach problem and he ate light food. Zhang Ye liked spicy food. He picked vegetables for Zhang Ye with chopsticks while talking and laughing.

Shen Tong bit the chicken leg, and still didn't forget to tease: "Zeng Qiao, are you disgusting? There are serving chopsticks next to you. You actually use the chopsticks with your saliva on them to pick up food for others, so that Zhang Ye can eat your saliva."

The scene just now flashed in Zeng Qiao's mind, his ears turned red, and he said embarrassingly, "Shen Tong, can you stop spoiling the fun like this."

This little saliva is nothing, Zhang Ye's lips were so soft that he couldn't bear to leave when he ate enough upstairs.

Other students also echoed: "That's right, Zhang Ye doesn't dislike him, why are you shouting? Are you jealous that Zeng Qiao won't pinch you? I'll pinch you."

Shen Tong hurriedly turned around holding the bowl, frowned and scolded: "Get out, stay away from me."

Everyone laughed, no one noticed the strangeness on Zeng Qiao's face, but Zhao Rong could see it dazzlingly, he was like the dish he cooked, it clearly tasted good, but no one could see it from all the exaggeration .

Just when he was feeling sad, someone said in surprise: "This cold salad is really delicious, you must be quite old to be able to make this taste?"

Zeng Qiao took a look and said nothing. His aunt was trained and didn't know how to cook this kind of dish. If she would serve it early in the morning, it wouldn't be the first time seeing her like now.

Thinking of his aunt praising Zhao Rong, he probably understood. He smiled and said, "If you like to eat, I can bring it to your side so it is easy to reach."

Zhao Rong's face turned pale. He wanted to take this opportunity to refresh Zeng Qiao's impression of him and run away from those who had no choice. He is a good person, and he definitely has more shining points than Zhang Ye. He just needs a chance .

It's a pity that Zeng Qiao cut off his little thoughts without even thinking about it. It's impossible for Zeng Qiao not to find out. Auntie said she wouldn't even do it.

He didn't want today's efforts to end in disappointment, and it would be a long time before it was over.

Zhang Ye didn't care much about these things. What he couldn't figure out was, did Zeng Qiao's family have several aunts?Why is it different from the taste he brought to me? Although the food in front of me is also delicious, but for some reason it is slightly worse than that.

But he didn't intend to ask, gluttony is also a kind of greed, habit is a terrible thing, it will be engraved in the heart and cannot be shaken off.

The after-dinner drink is freshly squeezed fruit juice. Zeng Qiao can't drink cold ones while nourishing his stomach.

The sharp-eyed classmate saw that he was holding a box of yogurt in his hand and handed it to Zhang Ye. Zhang Ye took it very naturally, and couldn't help but said: "Look at the tablemate, you have a very good relationship. He doesn't look like my classmate." If I accidentally cross the [-]th parallel during class, I will be given two hammers."

The girl who was mentioned turned red suddenly, and scolded unwillingly: "You still need to occupy such a large space for sleeping?"

Zhang Ye thought in his heart that appetite is the most gluttonous, eating to death, the whole person can't wait to collapse on the sofa and sleep in the dark.

But since we agreed to go to the amusement park together, we still have to struggle even if we get sleepy.

Zhang Ye is really not interested in these things. In his opinion, bouncing around is better than lying on the bed and sleeping, eating when you wake up, and continuing to sleep when you are sleepy. It is exhausting to deal with many people every day, let alone such physically demanding activities.

What Zhang Ye didn't expect was that he would meet Wang Mei in the amusement park, and the high school freshman whom he met twice that day.

Wang Mei was also very happy, and she took her son to a man who looked unusually dressed: "This is my son Zhang Ye. He said he went to play at a classmate's house, so I didn't tell him about it. Xiao Ye, this is Uncle Qin."

Zhang Ye probably knew who he was when he heard the surname Qin, so he called him Uncle Qin.Although my mother is young and beautiful, she looks haggard because of the recent incidents with Zhang Tiancheng.

"Hello, Ono, I've heard you famous for a long time."

Although this man's eyes give people a sense of oppression, and he doesn't seem to be the kind to be polite to others, but he is willing to be kind to his junior. In the end, it is for Wang Mei's face. It seems like there is a show.

Qin Song turned to introduce his nephew: "Qin Yu, just entered your high school, I used to tell him that I have a friend's son who is studying well, and he said hello to you the other day, but you looked confused. "

Zhang Ye smiled embarrassedly, no wonder.

Zeng Qiao was dragged to line up to buy cold drinks, and he couldn't see Zhang Ye when he turned his head. Fortunately, Shen Tong helped him watch, saying that he seemed to have met his aunt and friends, and then talked there.

Zeng Qiao stuffed the bag into Shen Tong's hands, and just as he walked up to him, he heard the handsome-looking boy say, "Since I started school, my uncle has exaggerated that Brother Ye's grades are very good, and asked me to learn from you. I have arrived at a school, and you are about to take the college entrance examination, so I have no chance to ask you for advice."

Wang Mei smiled: "Xiaoye, you and Xiaoyu add WeChat. He will also do homework when he comes back from self-study at night. If there is anything he doesn't know, just send it to him."

"Brother Zhang Ye is about to take the college entrance examination, I will only ask questions that are so difficult that I rack my brains, brother, don't think I am annoying."

Zhang Ye could feel Wang Mei's liking for this Qin Yu, so he was also willing to make friends with this boy: "Okay, as long as I have time, you can come and ask me."

When Zeng Qiao heard him agree bluntly, he felt unhappy. He clenched his hand down into a fist and walked over, showing his face and smiling, "Auntie."

Wang Mei saw that it was Zeng Qiao, and of course she was a good friend of her son's, with a pleasant face: "Xiao Qiao, you are both children and can play together, let's go play together, let's talk about business."

Zhang Ye didn't hear Wang Mei say that he needed to talk to Qin Song about anything, and it was not convenient to ask any questions right now, so he could only go to crowded places with Zeng Qiao and Qin Yu.

Qin Yu looked at the lively crowd and said with a smile: "Actually, I don't like these things. My uncle still treats me like a child and brings me here. I'd rather be a follower than play."

Zhang Ye felt the same for a moment, and felt that it was rare to have someone who thought the same as himself. Without thinking about it, he blurted out: "Me too, I can't understand other people's happiness. It's too noisy here. Why don't you find a place to sit. My mother and Do you know what Uncle Qin is talking about?"

Qin Yu shook his head: "I saw you before I could say anything, brother, I'll add you on WeChat."

Zeng Qiao watched as Zhang Ye took out his mobile phone and switched to the QR code interface for the person to scan. Anyway, all kinds of things were not pleasing to the eye. He originally wanted to take two more photos with Zhang Ye and use them as backgrounds. When people's heads were together and they were chatting, he was full of anger and had nowhere to vent it.

"There is a cafe not far in front, go and sit there, it's also clean."

Zeng Qiao managed to suppress his anger, and said this sentence with a calm face, and then his voice fell, and his anger was rekindled by Zhang Ye's words.

"Zeng Qiao, go and play, don't stay with me."

Zhang Ye, you are so heartless!