Chapter 539

Jiasheng, May 16, 2003

ningguta.

Nanshan bieyuan.

Zhongmingwei and Meiya are both in bed. For the first time, they spent the night in the new house. They were a little excited. Last night, they slept a little late. Today, they are all up in the sky. Meiya can't open her eyes because of the sunlight through the window. Subconsciously, she drilled into zhongmingwei's arms, drilled Meiya and sat up suddenly. Then she pushed the window and looked out, I was a little stunned.

"Zhong Mingwei! Get up! What time do you think it is! " Meiya is so busy that she pushes Zhong Mingwei and puts on her clothes. Before she can button up, she is pulled into her arms by Zhong Mingwei. Meiya frowns and says, "what are you doing? It's going to be noon! "

"What's that afraid of?" Zhong Mingwei rubbed against Meiya's neck socket and said vaguely, "anyway, it's in his own home. When you want to sleep, you can sleep at any time."

Meiya's hand stopped struggling. She reached around Zhong Mingwei, followed his hair gently, and said softly: "naturally, I want to do what I want at home, but we agreed to go to grandma Chen's house today? Is it not good to go too late? "

Because the wedding date has been decided, Zhong Mingwei discussed with Meiya yesterday and planned to send invitations to grandma Chen and Chen Qingxuan in person. They didn't plan to do anything big, but the people who should be invited must be invited. For example, grandma Chen and Chen Qingxuan, Meiya naturally had no opinion.

"Oh, I almost forgot this," said Zhong Mingwei, nodding his head busily and sitting up. "It's not too late."

"I didn't hear pangyi practicing this morning, and Mr. Gu making medicine. It's really not suitable," said Meiya, wearing her clothes and sighing. She took a wooden comb from the windowsill and handed it to Zhong Mingwei. "You comb my head."

"That's good. I'm most bothered that they make a mess in the morning, and their brains are noisy and painful," said Zhong Mingwei, chuckling and combing Meiya's hair with a soft voice. "I like to hear your voice every morning except the chirping of insects and birds. Whether it's the sound of breathing, laughing or the sound of you telling me, it's really the sound in my ears."

"What's good about that?" Meiya is very embarrassed. She sniffs and asks the man, "eh? When did I scold you in the morning? You don't wronged me. I'm like a tigress. "

"How do you think? Am I wronging you?" Zhong Mingwei chuckles and puts down his comb and starts to braid Meiya's braids. Meiya has always liked such simple twist braids. Zhongmingwei also likes them. But now they are much more than before. Zhongmingwei can do more than three braids. He can also braid four and five braids, and they are all pretty, which is just like learning nothing.

Meiya tilted her head for a long time but didn't remember it. She shook her head at zhongmingwei at the moment: "I can't remember it."

"You can't remember what happened in front of you. It's true," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile as he took the rope and braided it. "That day, in the Jixian library, you were crying and making noise, but you scared me."

Meiya is stunned, and then she remembers that day. For a while, she doesn't know what to say. In a word, she and Zhong Mingwei have been reunited this time, but it's only about seven or eight days. But now she thinks that it's like keeping up with her life. Meiya just feels a bit trance.

After braiding Meiya, Zhong Mingwei reaches for Meiya's shoulder and turns her around. Facing himself, he holds Meiya's hand and says softly, "what's the matter? Little girl, are you trying to scold me again? "

"No," Meiya shook her head gently and looked at Zhong Mingwei with a black eye. "I'm thinking about how you survived those days alone."

Zhong Mingwei was shocked, and then he held Meiya's hand tighter. He didn't know what to say. He pretended to say nothing to Meiya easily, or he wanted to analyze the pain one by one. No matter what, he really didn't want to do it.