Chapter 558

Speaking of this, Zhong Mingwei paused, kissed Meiya's slightly sweaty shoulder, and continued: "sometimes I think, even if I grab that piece of gold pimple, what can I do? What's the point of living a life that repeats the father's and the emperor's present life? A wife is not a wife, a son is not a son. There are so many women's children in Ming Dynasty's Imperial Palace, but he is just a lonely man. What's the point? But more often, I will think, I must be a prince, I must win the Ninth Five-Year Plan, because only then can I get rid of all the shackles imposed on me. I don't want to be a puppet of Xu's door, and I don't want to be a nail in the eye of all the princes who want to die, so I can only stick to it all the way, knowing that this is not a good way, and knowing that I haven't The scenery at the end of the rare will be infinite, but I really have no way, who let me be born in heaven? It's the only son of the emperor and empress. Maybe others choose it, but I really can't. at that time, I only knew that if I want to live, I have to be ruthless. If I want to live well, I need to stand on the top. "

Zhong Mingwei's lips flow gently on the scar on Meiya's neck. I don't know if it's caused by too much sweat just now. At this time, the scar is not as dark as usual, but it's covered with light powder, like peach blossoms falling on the snow. Zhong Mingwei is so addicted to kissing and kissing until Meiya moves uneasily, Then he stopped, took the veil to wipe Meiya's sweat, and continued to talk about: "but I'm not only a prince, I'm not the only one who wants to climb to the highest place, so these years, people hurt me, I also hurt people, I've been used to it for a long time, and it's said that people's original nature is good, but it doesn't use Tianjia's words. Tianjia's life will hurt people, mouth skin son I've never done anything that can kill tens or hundreds of lives if I move. Girl, if I don't have you... "

Speaking of this, Zhong Mingwei couldn't speak any more. He looked at the candle on the table in a daze, and sighed silently for a long time.

Girl, if I didn't have you, I would have lived in vain.

Meiya seems to be sleeping unsteadily, turning over, and arching in Zhong Mingwei's arms. Zhong Mingwei looks at her red face and a small pink scar on her chin. He is a little distracted. For a while, he comes back to kiss the scar. When he talks again, his voice is too soft to look like: "so how can a villain like me meet you What about people? "

Zhong Mingwei gently stroked the scar from chin to neck, and from neck to arm. Meiya never wanted to show the scar in front of him. At this time, all the scars were presented in front of him. The more he saw, the more sad he was: "at that time, you must have died of pain? For someone I don't know, you girl almost gave your life. How could you be such a stupid and nice girl? "

Facing the long scar, Zhong Mingwei's eyes were a little damp. In the light of the candle flame, he seemed to see how the girl pulled him out through the sea of fire on New Year's Eve that year. How the girl could bear the pain and worry to wash her clothes? How the girl could look at the scar in the mirror and cry

It's all for him, from the beginning to the end, whether it's the ugly scar or the years of inferiority and cowardice, it's because of him.

Zhong Mingwei's heart has never hurt so much. He hugged the little girl in his arms more tightly, so that there would be no gap between them, so tightly.

"Girl, it's you who have made me live such a good life," said Zhong Mingwei softly, rubbing Meiya's face gently at the same time

The people in his arms hummed impatiently. Zhong Mingwei was afraid to speak any more. He looked at the little girl in his arms without blinking. He laughed stupidly for a while, and wiped the corner of his eyes without going out. Until the candle was burnt out, Zhong Mingwei fell asleep.

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Jiasheng, May 20, 2003

ningguta.

Nanshan bieyuan.

Just after five o'clock, grandma Chen got up. Yesterday, she didn't go home, so she lived in another yard in Nanshan. Gu Qingtong didn't leave either. At this time, she got up with grandma Chen with a yawn, and asked grandma Chen while washing: "grandma, what are we doing so early? Meiya is not from her mother's house to her husband's house. She is doing wedding at home. How can she be so fastidious? "