It is said that Xu Guoqing went to Shanghai a few years ago, but was still turned away. Zhao Meiying didn't want to see him.
He waited outside for a long time before Zhao Meiying's mother finally came to open the door.
"National Day, Meiying said she doesn't want to see you, and also said..."
"What? Auntie, tell me!" Xu Guoqing didn't care about the fatigue of running around.
"She said that between you two... forget it..."
Zhao Meiying's mother also looked haggard and tired. How could she eat and sleep well when her daughter had such an accident?
Xu Guoqing grabbed the door tightly and refused to let go, saying, "Auntie, what do you mean by forget it? I can't forget it. I don't agree!"
"Guoqing, please don't be like this." Zhao Meiying's mother wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "Just listen to Meiying. She's like this now, and I, your aunt, feel..."
The words were stuck in my throat due to sobs.
"Aunt, if you let me see her, it will definitely help. She said forget it, but she doesn't want to."
Zhao Meiying's mother shook her head and closed the door.
After discussing for a long time, the family decided to let Meiying stay in Shanghai. No one knew each other here, so it was a good start.
After a few years, find a local match, the scars will be forgotten, and everything will be fine.
But Xu Guoqing didn't want to do that. Without Zhao Meiying, he would rather go to the mountains and become a monk.
The winter night was bitterly cold, and the clothes he wore were of no use. Xu Guoqing stood outside the door for half the night, and he was frozen like a bamboo stick.
Finally, the aunt couldn't bear it anymore and opened the door to let him in.
The house was allocated by the work unit. It was small and had only two small rooms, one for my uncle and aunt, and one for Meiying and her younger brother.
Auntie brought out a quilt from the house and made a bed for him on the floor.
Perhaps it was because of the fatigue from a day of running around and the cold for half the night, Xu Guoqing felt his eyelids twitching not long after he lay down.
After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes in a daze and seemed to see that the sky outside the window was getting brighter, and someone seemed to be passing by him. In a trance, he thought it was Meiying coming over. He reached out to grab her, but missed.
He woke up in an instant, but found that there was no one in front of him.
For several days, Zhao Meiying did not leave her room, and her mother brought in all her food and drinks.
Xu Guoqing was not in a hurry. He helped with the work during the day and slept on the floor at night.
He knew that this matter could not be rushed. The more anxious he was, the farther she would run.
That day, my aunt brought back a chicken from outside. My uncle was not at home in the morning, so she had to kill the chicken clumsily.
The knife went to the left and the chicken's head went to the right. The knife went to the right and the chicken's head went to the left. The man and the chicken were fighting with wits and courage. The aunt was so anxious that she was sweating profusely.
"Aunt, let me do it. Why didn't you call me for this kind of thing?"
Without saying a word, Xu Guoqing grabbed the chicken's head, picked up the scissors, and with a "click", he bled and burned the chicken's feathers in one go.
Aunt took a breath and thought: Fortunately, National Day is here!
After simmering for two hours, the chicken soup became clear and delicious. Auntie filled a bowl and handed it to Xu Guoqing.
"Auntie, give it to Meiying first. I'm not hungry." Xu Guoqing said politely.
She placed the bowl in Xu Guoqing's hand and said, "It's not for you."
Seeing his inquiring eyes, she sighed and said, "Silly boy, hurry up and send it to Meiying!"
Xu Guoqing, realizing what was going on, quickly grabbed the bowl and said happily, "Okay! Okay! Auntie, I'll be right there!"
He knocked on the door gently and heard a voice saying "Come in" from inside the room. Then he opened the door and went in.
Zhao Meiying was lying with her back to the door. The room was dark because the curtains were drawn.
"Mom, please put it on the table. I'll eat it later." Zhao Meiying said angrily in the room.
After so many days, Xu Guoqing finally heard her speak, and his heart ached.
He put the bowl down and walked to the bed.
Meiying felt something was wrong and turned around, only to find that it was Xu Guoqing who came in. She suddenly lifted the quilt to cover her head.
"Get out, I don't want to see you."
"Meiying..."
"Get out..." The person in the quilt was trembling all over, and his voice was filled with tears.
"Meiying, listen to me for a few words, okay? Just a few words. If after I finish, you still think I'm hateful and don't want to see me, then I'll go back and never bother you again."
Seeing that Meiying no longer chased him away, Xu Guoqing's mood calmed down. The person in front of him was still trembling slightly. He wanted to hug her and comfort her, but he couldn't. Without permission, he couldn't.
After a pause, he said, "Meiying, I swear to God, I don't dislike you at all. I want to marry you, and I'm here to beg you not to regret it.
When I asked you that question that day, I knew I was wrong, incredibly wrong. You felt I had insulted you and our relationship, and you were right. I was wrong.
In that situation, as long as you weren't hurt, I didn't care about anything else, really. But I only realized this later, too late.
I beg for your forgiveness, Meiying, please, lift the quilt and look at me. If you really want to break off the engagement, then I will go to the temple and become a monk!"
The room was quiet, and the person under the quilt had calmed down. Xu Guoqing sat patiently by the bed, waiting quietly.
Finally, the quilt was slowly lifted, and Zhao Meiying's head appeared.
In the dim light, Xu Guoqing saw that her haggard face was covered with tears and her hair was messy.
He reached out to push her hair aside and wipe away her tears. She refused for a moment, but Xu Guoqing firmly yet gently held her hand, leaving her nowhere to escape.
"Forgive me, please?" He placed his forehead against hers.
Meiying sobbed softly and said, "I don't blame you, I blame myself. I don't know how to face you, I... I..."
"You don't need to think about this. You are still the same as before. In my heart, nothing is more important than you. Don't punish me, Meiying."
"I don't want to punish you, I only want to punish myself. I feel I don't deserve it! I don't deserve you! I don't deserve happiness!"
Xu Guoqing hugged her in his arms and said loudly, "You deserve it! No one deserves it more than you! You deserve even the stars and the moon in the sky!"
Zhao Meiying was hugged so tightly that she couldn't breathe, and her arms were a little painful from being clamped, but she felt extremely at ease. The pain coming from her arms was so real.
Later, Xu Guoqing stayed at Zhao Meiying's house for a few more days. Our good young man turned into a rogue during these days. He stayed there day after day, running around for his future mother-in-law and father-in-law, and playing with his future brother-in-law.
Gradually, Meiying also came out of the house and was willing to eat and talk with everyone. Mom was very grateful to Xu Guoqing.
"Meiying, I think Guoqing is really sincere to you... You can't really let it go with him!"
When her mother asked her, Meiying's face turned slightly red and she nodded softly.
On the fifth day after the Chinese New Year, the family finally took Zhao Meiying back to the countryside. On the train, Xu Guoqing and Zhao Meiying sat face to face. Their hands touched gently, then gradually overlapped, and finally held each other tightly.
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