Yes, seeing that Meiya was about to get married, it was really strange that the bride-to-be was not staying at home and was looking for a new place to stay in the middle of the night.
Mei Ya lowered her head and said nothing. Chen Qingxuan felt that there was something she couldn't say. He just hated himself for speaking too quickly and wanted to change the subject. But Mei Ya raised her head and said, "Mr. Chen, I'm a little sleepy."
"Oh, then I'll take you back to your room," Chen Qingxuan said hurriedly. While accompanying Meiya into the side room, he lit a candle and dripped some wax to fix the candle on the table. He said to Meiya, "You've lived in this room before, so why don't you live here now? It's quite convenient."
"Okay. Thank you, Mr. Chen." Meiya nodded and sat on the chair. Her shoulders drooped, and she looked extremely tired.
Chen Qingxuan had never seen Meiya like this before. Meiya was always very energetic and quick in doing things. She had never looked so haggard and tired as she did now. Chen Qingxuan was inevitably a little worried: "Girl, are you worried about something?"
"Mr. Chen, I want to sleep," Meiya pursed her dry lips, paused, and then whispered, "Thank you for taking me in."
Yes, Meiya was really grateful to Chen Qingxuan. Since she came to Ningguta, that small house on the hillside was her home. It was her first home in her life. She loved and was attached to it. No matter how simple and shabby it was, she felt at ease and comfortable living there. But she never thought that there would be a day when she would have no place to stay in that home. She suddenly realized that in such a big Ningguta, except Chen Qingxuan and Grandma Chen, there was probably no one else willing to take her in.
"Don't say such things again in the future." Chen Qingxuan felt very uncomfortable when he heard Mei Ya say that. It was not convenient for him to stay in the room for long. Chen Qingxuan told Mei Ya to go to bed early and then left the room.
As the sound of a door closing reached her ears, Mei Ya slumped over the table like a pile of mud. The tears that she had been holding back for so long finally burst out at this moment.
Meiya is a tearful person, she cries easily, no matter she is happy, excited, or sad, her eyes always turn red. Meiya always feels embarrassed, but in front of Zhong Mingwei, she is not afraid of being embarrassed, so in front of Zhong Mingwei, she always does not hide her feelings, either crying loudly, or sobbing, or sobbing. She never knew that when you are extremely sad, you can't cry out. Just like at this moment, her sleeves are soaked with tears, but there is no sound.
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Chen Qingxuan returned to his room, but could no longer read the book in his hand. The provincial examination was approaching, and he had to work in the fields with Grandma Chen during the day. He only had time to read at night. He studied hard every night until late at night, but this night was destined to be wasted.
Chen Qingxuan put down the book in his hand, leaning back on the chair with his head tilted back, thinking about Meiya's joy and shyness during the day, and also thinking about Meiya's fatigue and exhaustion that she couldn't hide just now. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He threw the book on the table in annoyance. In the end, he couldn't sit down anymore. He picked up a pot of hot tea, tiptoed to the side room, stood outside the door, and knocked gently: "Girl, are you asleep?"
There was no response from inside for a long while, except for the chirping of various insects in the yard. Chen Qingxuan felt that Mei Ya must not have slept, but just didn't want to talk. Chen Qingxuan couldn't help but get more worried. After a pause, he whispered to the crack in the door: "Girl, if you are unhappy, you can tell me, don't keep it in your heart."
After not getting a response from Meiya for a long time, Chen Qingxuan became more certain that Meiya was worried about something, and he couldn't help but feel anxious. However, since Meiya refused to speak, he naturally wouldn't force her. He stood outside the door for a while, then he moved the small round stool from the corner and sat under the window. Although Meiya was unwilling to confide in him, he was willing to accompany Meiya. Besides, he was also worried that the stubborn girl would do something stupid.
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When Pang Yi hurried back, Xiao An was standing alone in the yard, her face pale from the cold. Even though it was already May, it was still chilly, especially at night. Xiao An's legs were numb from standing in the yard. Seeing Pang Yi coming in, she hurriedly walked over to him, whispering, "Why... why did you come back just now?"
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