May 16, 1934
Ningguta.
Nanshan Villa.
Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya were both staying in bed. It was their first time to spend the night in a new house, and they were both a little excited. They slept a little late last night, and it was already noon when they opened their eyes. Mei Ya was blinded by the sunlight coming through the window. She subconsciously got into Zhong Mingwei's arms, and then she suddenly sat up. Then she pushed the window and looked outside. She was immediately stunned.
"Zhong Mingwei! Get up! Look at the time!" Mei Ya was busy pushing Zhong Mingwei, and hurriedly put on her coat. Before she could button it, Zhong Mingwei pulled her into his arms again. Mei Ya frowned and said, "What are you doing? Don't you see it's almost noon!"
"What are you afraid of?" Zhong Mingwei nuzzled into Meiya's neck and said dazedly, "It's at home anyway. I can sleep as long as I want."
Mei Ya paused, and stopped struggling. She put her arms around Zhong Mingwei, and gently stroked his hair. She said softly, "You can do whatever you want in your own home, but didn't we agree to go to Grandma Chen's house today? It's not good to go too late."
Because the wedding date has been set. So yesterday Zhong Mingwei discussed with Mei Ya and planned to personally send the invitations to Grandma Chen and Chen Qingxuan. They didn't plan to make a big deal, but they still had to invite the right people, such as Grandma Chen and Chen Qingxuan. Mei Ya naturally had no objection.
"Oh, I almost forgot about this," Zhong Mingwei was startled, then nodded hurriedly and sat up, "You can't go too late."
"I didn't hear the sound of Pang Yi practicing martial arts this morning, nor did I hear the sound of Mr. Gu pounding medicine. I'm really not used to it," Mei Ya said with emotion while putting on her clothes. She took a wooden comb from the windowsill and handed it to Zhong Mingwei, "Come my hair, please."
"That's good. I hate it most when they make trouble every morning. It hurts my head," Zhong Mingwei smiled and combed Meiya's hair, saying softly, "I like that besides the chirping of insects and birds, I can only hear your voice every morning, whether it's your breathing, your laughter, or your voice scolding me. Every sound is so pleasant to the ear."
"What's so good about that?" Meiya was very embarrassed. She sniffed and asked the man, "Huh? When did I scold you so harshly in the morning? Don't accuse me of being a tigress."
"Think about it carefully, have I wronged you?" Zhong Mingwei smiled softly, put down the comb, and began to braid Meiya's hair. Meiya has always liked this simple pigtail, and Zhong Mingwei likes it too, but now that he has braided more, Zhong Mingwei knows more styles. Not only three-strand braids, but also four-strand and five-strand braids, and they all look very good. This can be considered as self-taught.
Mei Ya tilted her head and thought for a long time but couldn't remember it. She shook her head at Zhong Mingwei and said, "I can't remember it."
"You can't even remember what happened right before your eyes, really." Zhong Mingwei took the hairband to braid her hair and said with a smile, "It was that day in Jixian Book House. You cried and made a fuss. I was really scared."
Mei Ya was stunned, and then she remembered what happened that day. For a moment she didn't know what to say. It had only been seven or eight days since she reconciled with Zhong Mingwei, but thinking about it now, it felt like something from her previous life. Mei Ya felt a little dazed.
After braiding Meiya's hair, Zhong Mingwei reached out and held Meiya's shoulders, asking her to turn around and face him. While holding Meiya's hand, he said softly, "What's wrong? Are you planning on scolding me again, little girl?"
"No," Mei Ya shook her head gently, looking at Zhong Mingwei with her dark eyes, "I was wondering how you managed to get through those days alone."
Zhong Mingwei was stunned, then held Meiya's hand even tighter. He didn't know what to say. Should he pretend to be nonchalant and tell Meiya that it was nothing, or should he analyze all the pain to Meiya one by one? No matter which one he chose, he really didn't want to do it.
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