Having been together for so long, and having been through all the ups and downs, Mei Ya had great confidence in Zhong Mingwei. She had just been teasing Zhong Mingwei outside, and she had been teasing him for a long time, but now it seemed like she had done enough. Mei Ya could no longer hold on.
"You...you did it on purpose!" This time, it was Zhong Mingwei's turn to feel wronged. He was so busy that he clung to Mei Ya like a stray dog and couldn't get off. He said pitifully, "You are so angry that you almost scared me to death!"
"What's so rare about falling out? What's rare is writing on the face!" Mei Ya said with a smile, holding Zhong Mingwei's face and kissing his forehead hard. She whispered, "What is written on it? Why can't I see it?"
"It's unfair!" Zhong Mingwei raised his head and looked at Mei Ya seriously, "How could you not see these two big words?!"
"Unfair?" Mei Ya stared at Zhong Mingwei. "Did I wrong you? Or did Pang Yi wrong you?"
At this point, Zhong Mingwei became depressed again. He muttered something and then went back to Mei Ya's arms, determined to fool her to the end. But Mei Ya would not let him succeed and pulled him out by the ear.
"It hurts, it hurts...hiss!" Zhong Mingwei grinned.
In fact, Mei Ya was unwilling to really use all her strength, he just pretended to be pitiful. But this trick really worked. Zhong Mingwei frowned, and Mei Ya let go of his hand, staring at Zhong Mingwei: "Don't think you can get away with it like this, tell me, why did you ask the female actor to go up the mountain without telling me!"
"You...you didn't sing for me again," Zhong Mingwei muttered in a low voice. As soon as he met Mei Ya's gaze, he trembled three times. He lowered his head and whispered to Mei Ya, "You came to sing "Exploring Qingshui River" for me that day, but halfway..." At this point, Zhong Mingwei paused, and Mei Ya was also startled. Zhong Mingwei reached out and held Mei Ya's hand, and whispered again, "Later, you didn't want me to sing, not only this "Exploring Qingshui River", you didn't sing other songs either. But you used to like humming and singing songs the most. , I know you are not happy, but I don't know why you are not happy, so I want to find someone to sing this song to me in its entirety. Girl, even though you don't want to say it, I need to know how this song ends. I need to know why you were so sad that night and why you came to me in the dark. Girl, even though it has passed, I still want to understand how you felt at that time. What on earth were you thinking as you walked along the river step by step, and how you slipped into the water..."
Zhong Mingwei couldn't say any more. He bent down and kissed Mei Ya's hands continuously, not leaving out every inch of her skin from her fingers to the back of her hands.
"So now you know?" Mei Ya said softly after a while.
"I know." Zhong Mingwei took Meiya's hand and placed it on his chest, pressing hard, "The pain here is unbearable."
"Then you..." Meiya felt the powerful beating of the heart under her palm, and somehow her eyes became a little moist, "Then do you still want to hear me sing?"
"I don't want to listen anymore," Zhong Mingwei shook his head and held Mei Ya in his arms. He kept kissing Mei Ya's hair and kept muttering, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"It's good that you know you're sorry to me. It would be best if you remember it for the rest of your life." Mei Ya was a little hoarse when she said this, without any courage at all. She put her arm around Zhong Mingwei's strong waist and said softly, "Zhong Mingwei, I went to Nanshan Villa today and saw that the pomegranate flowers in our house are in bloom. Every tree is full of red flowers. They are so beautiful, even more beautiful than the pomegranate flowers in the palace before."
"Then why didn't you bring any back for me to see?" Zhong Mingwei rubbed Mei Ya's hair with his chin. "You didn't bring any back, but you still kept telling me how beautiful they are. Girl, are you trying to piss me off on purpose?"
"I did it on purpose, just to keep you hanging," Meiya curled her lips and smiled, her voice was both cunning and gentle, "Zhong Mingwei, when we move over, we'll go see the pomegranate flowers every day and watch how they grow into big pomegranates."
"Then we'll eat all those big pomegranate seeds," Zhong Mingwei said softly, sighing with satisfaction, "It's great to have pomegranates to eat during the Mid-Autumn Festival this year."
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