On the night of the 24th of the 12th lunar month, their little girl, for the first time, made a fire to him, but as a result, she was wiping tears at a pot of beans. Zhong Mingwei can still remember clearly that at that time, ah Chou, with his back to the bedroom door, sat in the outer hall and sobbed in silence, and his pigtail was full of oil and bright, which was shaking with his body, but I have a lot of pity.
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"So, out of Ninggu tower, you can't look at me more, even if you look at it, you won't even pay attention to it." Meiya bitterly pulled it out, patted the soil on her sleeve, raised her head and looked at zhongmingwei without blinking. Those eyes are always clear and bright, but at this time they are solemn. "Zhongmingwei, we were originally Is not the same person, you like the woman, should be like Ann? Born in a famous family, good-looking, considerate, and familiar with the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting of this starter, I still have deep feelings for you, and only such a woman is worthy of you. If you had not been dethroned to ningguta, and your body had been damaged again, how could you have liked such a rude girl as me? " Speaking of this, Meiya slowly shook her head and said in a deep voice, "no, you don't like me either. You should just rely on me and pity me. After a long time, your feelings will be blurred. Finally, this is ningguta, and you will live here forever, and you will just make do with it."
"Girl, I never make do with you..." Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice, he was biting his teeth to death, and his heart was broken into pieces. The pain from his heart made him empty. He even felt that he could fall down at any time. He secretly despised his cowardice and incompetence. He took a few breaths while looking at Meiya again. "Girl, I pity you really. It's true to depend on you, but it's true to like you I haven't been fuzzy since I came here. Do you believe me, OK? "
"What about Ann's?" Compared with Zhong Mingwei's embarrassment, Meiya is composed. She looks at Zhong Mingwei's clenched teeth and says lightly, "do you really like her?"
Zhong Mingwei stared at Meiya, his lips trembled a few times, as if to explain something, but he still didn't say anything. He lowered his head silently, looked at the scattered black and white children, and nodded for a while.
Meiya just feels that she can't breathe. The room is really suffocating. It's full of the flavor of xiao'an's perfume and the smell of earth. The two distinct tastes blend and make her feel suffocated. She doesn't know whether Zhong Mingwei feels suffocated. Anyway, she can't stay any longer.
Meiya stood up, walked out for two steps, suddenly stopped, and looked back at Zhong Mingwei: "Mingwei, tell me, are you because I lost her, or because she lost me?"
Zhong Mingwei didn't speak, but still stared at the black and white pieces on the ground. Meiya also followed his eyes. Her eyes slipped over pieces of chess pieces and finally fell on her dirty cloth shoes. She couldn't help but hook her lips and smile bitterly.
This is her home and Zhong Mingwei's, but why does she seem so out of place?
This feeling makes her afraid and desperate, but Zhong Mingwei doesn't even look at her.
"Mingwei, let's put the wedding aside. Although I'm an ugly girl, I don't want to be the next woman, and I don't want to win the hearts of others," said Meiya after a pause. "I'll go to grandma Chen's house for a while. When do you think it over and when will you let me know?"
Speaking of this, Meiya looked at Zhong Mingwei again and asked him to pay attention to his legs and feet, but he didn't say it, and then turned to push the door out.
As soon as meiyafu came out, Gu Changlin and pangyi were busy greeting him. Xiao'an's family also timidly greeted him, and called out in a low voice, "madam."
Meiya looks at Xiaoan when she hears the words. The moonlight is soft, and she is plated with a layer of gentle silver on Xiaoan's body, which makes her more beautiful. Meiya looks at her, a little stunned. That year, it was the same moonlight. Under the gorgeous fireworks, the couple of Bi people stood in the pavilion. They didn't say anything, but they seemed so harmonious. Harmonic, no matter how good the painters are I can't draw such a beautiful picture.
For a long time, Meiya didn't speak. She just stared at Xiaoan. Xiaoan was staring at him. He unconsciously moved to pangyi's side. Pangyi's heart was not stable. He called out in a low voice, "madam?"