Chapter 492

"It's going to start tomorrow. Don't you have to prepare for it?" Grandma Chen was so busy that she ran after her and said, "go back to the room and read a book. I'll cook the pot. Where can I use you to cook?"

"It's OK. I've been reading books these nights, and I've been ready for it," Chen Qingxuan said with a smile to grandma Chen, looking back at Meiya. "Girl, you'd better take grandma and wait for zongzi!"

"OK!" Meiya agrees. She is so busy that she helps grandma Chen back, sits her down on the chair, and pinches her shoulder. "Grandma, since your grandson is so filial, you are happy. You are in a hurry."

"Don't I love you?" Grandma Chen has never been so happy. She reaches for Meiya's hand and sighs, "girl, if you live like this every day, the old lady will live to 80!"

"Eighty is not enough?" Meiya from behind around grandma Chen's neck, lying in grandma Chen's ear said, "grandma, you will live a hundred years."

……

It's night.

After Meiya washed, she went back to the room to rest. This room she lived in was the one where zhongmingwei used to live. Naturally, she slept in the bed. Zhongmingwei also slept in the bed. No accident. Meiya lost sleep again. Mingming was very tired, but she just couldn't sleep. Her eyes were staring at the curved crescent moon outside the window. After a while, she suddenly sat up from the bed.

She put on her clothes, put on her shoes, walked to the door, and then stopped. She stood at the wooden door for a long time. After all, she pushed the door open. She fumbled for the kitchen, picked up a large bowl of zongzi from the pot, and then walked out of the door with the bowl of zongzi. As soon as she touched the cold wind outside, she was so busy that she opened the outer clothes and put the bowl of zongzi out Wrapped in it, he trotted up the mountain road.

It's not the first time she went up the mountain in the dark. Last time it was the Lantern Festival. It was also such a dark night. She carried the boss's food box. She was so tired that she was sweating all over, but she was very happy. She always wanted to walk faster. If she could hurry up, the Lantern Festival would not be delicious when it was cold. This time, it was the same. The same night was the same rugged mountain road, but Meiya stopped running Down, she looked up, some perplexed to look at the top of the curved crescent.

What is she doing?

Do you want to show weakness on your own initiative, or do you want to humiliate yourself?

Meiya doesn't want to understand or think about it. She tightens her coat and heads up the mountain step by step against the wind.

At this moment, she really does not want to think about anything, she only knows that today is Dragon Boat Festival, she wrapped zongzi, to send to Zhong Mingwei.

Zhong Mingwei hasn't eaten the zongzi she made.

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Meiya breathed a long sigh of relief towards the open courtyard door. It's a new one. It's a little asymmetrical with the original one. It's not easy to insert the door. Pang Yi didn't care much. Anyway, there is an old man who has been walking in the sand field for more than ten years. He's not afraid of anything, so the door is always closed in such a virtual way. Just reach in and gently bolt the door toward the front One move and the door opened.

Meiya stood in front of the door, wiped the sweat on her face, and straightened her disordered forehead, which opened the door gently. Then she tiptoed into the yard. When she came to the yard, she stopped suddenly. She looked at the closed door in a daze. For a while, she stopped her eyes, and then she went to the window.

One step, two steps, three steps

Meiya feels that every step she takes, her heart will be more joyful. She has been immersed in pain and struggle these days. But when she comes back to the yard and breaks the broken window, she suddenly knows what she wants and cares about most. So even if she hates zhongmingwei again, as long as she faces him, she will only be happy Low and helpless joy.

Meiya feels as if she is in a state of bewilderment. At the same time, she is disgusted with herself, but at the same time, she can't control her feet at all, not only her feet, but also her eyes, her mouth, and her heart, which is almost broken.

"Zhong Mingwei..." When she finally called out the name of Zhong Mingwei to the broken hole in the window, Meiya felt that her heart had fallen to the ground, so she lay on the ground humbly, waiting for someone to pick up or trample on it.