Pang Yi immediately inserted the dagger into his waist, and was about to run to open the door, but he was thinking about what Zhong Mingwei said during the day. Pang Yi's feet seemed to have taken root, and he stood in the middle of the yard without moving. In front of him was the endless sound of kicking the door, and behind him was the sleeping Zhong Mingwei...
Or the sober Zhong Mingwei.
Pang Yi looked ahead. Look behind you again. His heart was about to jump into his throat, but in the end, he ran over and opened the door: "Ma'am..."
Pang Yifu opened the door. Meiya rushed in, and Pang Yi was too busy to catch up, but he didn't dare to stop her. In fact, there is no need to stop it. Because Meiya didn't rush into the house, she just ran to the window and then stopped. She stared fixedly at the tightly shut window. Staring at that brand new, immaculate window...
Then loosen your hands. The chestnuts in my arms "cracked" and rolled to the ground.
"Zhong Mingwei, you really..." Meiya said tremblingly. Just now she was fierce and fierce like a frightening crazy woman, but now she looks like a poor and confused little deer. Tears rolled down, she didn't bother to wipe them, she stepped forward quickly. Standing on tiptoe on the window sill, choking on the inside, "You really don't want me anymore, do you?"
There was no answer, and apart from the bleak evening wind in my ears, there was no sound between the sky and the earth.
Meiya shed tears silently facing the window, and then suddenly lay down on the window sill and wailed: "Zhong Mingwei! Zhong Mingwei!"
Pang Yi's heart ached as he watched from the sidelines. He was so busy that he came over and whispered to Meiya: "Ma'am, I've already fallen asleep, why don't you..."
Pang Yi couldn't continue, this was not what he wanted to say at all, but what could he say? Whether facing the weeping Meiya or the depressed and hopeless Zhong Mingwei, he had nothing to say.
Yeah, what can I say? How could he, an outsider, break such a deadlock
"Zhong Mingwei, don't want me! I... I don't mind Anshi anymore! I don't worry about how many women you have, as long as you don't abandon me..." Meiya cried until she couldn't catch her breath She lost all strength in every part of her body, she couldn't stand still anymore, she slid down against the wall a little bit, and then sat in the mud, her clothes were soaked by the muddy water, she couldn't care about anything , except for being pitiful and not humble, begging, "Zhong Mingwei, I'm too greedy, I shouldn't... I shouldn't expect you to be nice to me alone, I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! Please don't... Don't treat me like this, can you? If, if you are still angry, you still treat me as a servant, just, just like when I first came to Ningguta, I... I will take good care of you and Mrs. An, Please, please, please..."
"Ma'am, don't be like this..." Pang Yi couldn't stand it any longer. He walked over and wanted to pull Meiya up from the ground, but Meiya just couldn't get up, and she was desperately holding on to the wall, as if she was afraid that she would be caught by Pang Yi. As if Yi had been thrown out, Pang Yi felt that his chest was extremely stuffy, he couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't stand and watch Meiya ruining himself so much, he sucked a few mouthfuls, and then knelt down next to Meiya , said in a hoarse voice, "Ma'am, Lord, isn't he..."
"Pang Yi! Send her down the mountain!" Suddenly, a man shouted angrily from the room, which only frightened Pang Yi so much that he couldn't speak anymore. Since he came to Ninggu Tower, he had never seen Zhong Mingwei lose his temper. Forgot what kind of temper Zhong Mingwei used to have, and what kind of terrifying face he had when he got angry.
"Zhong Mingwei!" Meiya jumped up from the ground as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, and then ran towards the room while leaning on the wall, bumping into the door frame, and ran straight into the bedroom without caring about the pain. There was no wax in the bedroom, but Meiya ran to the kang in three or two steps, and then climbed onto the kang without any explanation. She hugged Zhong Mingwei tightly while continuing to cry, "Zhong Mingwei, don't drive me away, don't chase me away..."
The air is full of the smell of buds, mixed with the smell of fireworks and green grass, this is the smell that Zhong Mingwei thinks about day and night, but at this moment, he is breathing greedily, as if he missed tonight, and he will never smell it again .