"Just make you a pair of shoes?" Zhong Mingwei felt so sweet inside, but he continued to be arrogant, "Wouldn't the shoemaker's popularity be very high?"
"That's different. A shoemaker makes shoes for many people, but you only make shoes for me." Mei Ya said with a long tail tone, acting very coquettishly.
"Then..." Zhong Mingwei felt as if his chest was shot with an arrow again, tingling and numb, "Shall I make a few more pairs for you?"
"I've been waiting for you to say that!" The next second, Meiya laughed widely, and her red lips pressed against the man's forehead.
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On the pond.
"Hey, hey, hey! Slow down!"
"No, no, no! Too fast!"
"No, stop it, let me go..."
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The man's shrill screams echoed on the empty ice surface.
Mei Ya wanted to teach Zhong Mingwei how to skate, but Gu Changlin had warned him that he could not skate this year, so she had to give up. However, Mei Ya could not bear to let Zhong Mingwei stand alone in the cold wind and watch her skate, so she brought a bench from home, turned it over, and placed it on the ice with its four legs facing up. She then tied the legs of the bench with ropes, and she pulled it from the front while Zhong Mingwei sat at the back. This was her favorite game to play in the past, but Zhong Mingwei obviously did not like it very much. They had not skated very far before Zhong Mingwei's voice was almost hoarse from shouting.
"Is it really that scary?" Mei Ya couldn't stop any longer. She turned around and stopped, then slid in front of Zhong Mingwei. She kicked Zhong Mingwei, who was holding on to the leg of the stool tightly, and said with disgust, "If you keep yelling like this, you'll definitely call the soldiers over!"
"I didn't mean to scream." Zhong Mingwei felt aggrieved and embarrassed, and looked at Mei Ya angrily, "You said it wasn't scary at all, so I followed you, but..." At this point, Zhong Mingwei's momentum suddenly weakened, and his voice also became smaller, "But it is obviously quite scary."
"Then you go back." Mei Ya nodded towards the shore.
Zhong Mingwei turned his head to look at the distant river bank, then turned back silently: "..."
If he walked back like this, he would probably fall to his death.
"Do you want to try again? I'll go slower?" Meiya squatted down, leaned over and rubbed Zhong Mingwei's nose, and said softly, "I want you to experience the joy of skating. When you were a child, you never skated before."
"Then you have to slow down. When I say stop, you have to stop immediately." Zhong Mingwei said hesitantly. He felt it was quite exciting just now. The cold wind hit his face and the ice skates made a "chi chi" sound. It was actually quite... enjoyable. It was his first time on the ice, so his heart couldn't help but be a little nervous.
"Okay then. I'll definitely take my time." Mei Ya nodded hurriedly like a chick pecking at rice.
This time, Mei Ya did not pull the rope in front, but pushed the stool from behind, slowly, until Zhong Mingwei got used to it, then she sped up again.
"Faster! Too fast!" Zhong Mingwei started screaming again. Mei Ya was busy trying to pull the stool over. Then she heard Zhong Mingwei burst into laughter again. "It can be faster! Faster!"
Meiya also laughed with him, and the next second, she suddenly pushed her chair forward and laughed, "Go!"
"Ah! Hahaha! Too fast! Too fast!" The 34-year-old man laughed and shouted, wandering freely in the world covered in silver. "Zhong Meiya! I'm not afraid anymore!"
"Zhong Mingwei! I'll let you see what fear is!" Mei Ya put her hands on both sides of her mouth and shouted loudly, while chasing after him and pushing Zhong Mingwei further away.
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The two of them played and frolicked on the ice like children until dark, then they reluctantly returned home. Of course at this time, they didn't know that this was not only their first time to skate in this pond, but also the last time.
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