"It's just your little thoughtfulness," Zhong Mingwei couldn't help laughing, his heart ached. When he spoke again, there was unconcealable pity in his voice, "It's such a big palace. It's dark and there's no one there. You slipped in by yourself. Don't you feel scared?"
"Don't be afraid. I don't believe in ghosts and gods. I just want to go in and have a look when no one is around. Even if it's dark and I can't see anything, I want to go in and stay for a while." Meiya whispered. Her cheeks were flushed red, and when she said this, she was actually too shy. But she resisted not lowering her head. Just looking at Zhong Mingwei so eagerly. "That's where your mother lived, and it's also where you were born. At that time, I thought it was impossible to have a dream come true in this life. This is the only way I can think of to get closer." Speaking of this, Meiya The corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, pulling out a gentle arc. "No one knows, only I think about you quietly, sitting alone under the pomegranate tree in Jingren Palace, watching the colorful fireworks in the distance, and thinking about your appearance, that's enough."
"Is it really enough?" Zhong Mingwei said hoarsely, "Just watching the fireworks and thinking about me year after year, don't you need anything?"
"Yeah, that's enough," Meiya said, taking a handkerchief to wipe her hands, while looking at Zhong Mingwei, "Mingwei, at that time, to me, you were actually no different from that fireworks scene. , Moment of youth, although it is fleeting, but it is enough to illuminate my life."
Yes, for her, Zhong Mingwei is such an existence. She never thought of getting him, and never had such an extravagant desire. She is not very old, but she thinks very clearly, so she can only use her own way to like Zhong Mingwei. Although humble and hopeless, it is enough to brighten her life.
"Girl..." Facing those clear and bright eyes, Zhong Mingwei had a lot to say, but he was born but couldn't say anything. He had never been so clumsy with his tongue, and he had never been so distressed. His heart trembled unbelievably, he held the girl's face in his hands, "This year's New Year's Eve, let's set off fireworks together, from the end of the year to the beginning of the year, okay?"
"Okay, I wanted to release it last year, but you said you were afraid of an avalanche. This year is fine, we moved down the mountain." When Meiya heard this, she immediately regained her spirits, shaking her head and said to Zhong Mingwei, "Then This year, let’s buy some more Ertijiao to put away, shall we? There’s also marlezi! Changing the weather! When the time comes, you play the Ertijiao, and I’ll let you play the weather! Let’s see who plays it louder!”
The corner of Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched: "... Is the second kick scary?"
Zhong Mingwei didn't know what Erqijiao was, but the cannon fired by Pang Yi on the day of his marriage scared him to death.
"Hahahahaha!" Meiya looked at his lovely and pitiful character, then glanced at Zhong Mingwei's bare legs, and then couldn't stop laughing even more.
Zhong Mingwei was naturally unhappy, and was too busy trying to make up for himself: "I'm not afraid, but... just worried about scaring you."
"Hahahaha!" Meiya was still laughing, tears streaming down her face, she pointed at Zhong Mingwei's face, then pointed at Zhong Mingwei's exposed bare legs, laughing so hard that she could hardly speak He said, "Zhong Mingwei, you, your pear blossoms and rainy virtues, hahaha! Why do you make me look like a bully who robs women? Hahaha!"
Zhong Mingwei's eyes followed Meiya's on his own two legs, and he was immediately heartbroken: "Master bully, can we have a discussion?"
"Little lady, just open your mouth!" the bully master said with arrogance.