The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Ya, girl ..." The voice coming from the window seemed to be whispering, so far away, and so unreal, and there was a pause. The person inside seemed to wake up suddenly, pulling the quilt suddenly, and climbed to the window Before, I pushed open the window, "Girl, really you!"

"Zhong Mingwei ..." When she spoke again, Mei Ya's voice was dumb. She felt that she really didn't breathe, but she couldn't help but face this face that made her think about it day and night. She had to reach out and wipe her eyes, she did n’t dare to go to see Zhong Mingwei, but just hugged the big bowl of dumplings in her arms, and then sucked her nose and said, "Just, are you alone?"

Zhong Mingwei was stunned and immediately understood that he looked at the girl in front of him like a puppy headed by muddy water, and his heart was about to ache, his lips trembled, and then whispered: "No one else, just Myself."

Meiya was relieved, and then untied the outer skirt and put the big bowl of dumplings on the window sill, while whispering to Zhong Mingwei: "Warm, delicious."

Zhong Mingwei's eyes fell on the bowl of dumplings in front of him, and he looked at Meiya again, and when he spoke again, his voice trembled: "Is this ... did you pack it?"

"I made it. You eat it fast. The dumplings I made are delicious. Grandma Chen and Mr. Chen have always praised me ..." Meiya whispered, she didn't dare to watch Zhong Mingwei, fearing that she would lose her mind, just keep Baba stared at the two big hands on the window sill, but even so, her tears still couldn't stop, those hands used to touch her face so gently, once unscrupulously unbuttoned her, once So attentively grinding the ugly stone into two pendants ...

It used to be these hands, holding chess pieces and playing against An's under candlelight.

The whole face was soaked, and Meiya felt that her breathing was difficult. She couldn't stay any longer. She was so busy that she wiped her face, and then she lifted her skirt and turned away.

Zhong Mingwei looked at Mei Bu, who stumbled and ran out, trembling with his body. He wanted to chase out, even if he had to drag these two legs, even if he did n’t want his face, he wanted to chase out and chase The last one should clearly hate him, but he did n’t dare to look at him from beginning to end, and the humble girl who had no self at all, but he still did n’t chase it out, so his hands were so hard On the window sill, he watched the girl disappear into the night, and then he collapsed on the Kang suddenly, letting the tears slide down the corner of his eyes.

"Yeah ..." Pang Yi had heard the movement for a long time. He only came out after Meiya left. At this time, he stood in front of the window and looked at the bowl of zongzi. Then he opened his mouth strenuously, "otherwise ... just take the wife back?"

Without answering, Pang Yi couldn't help but sighed, and when he was about to make his way, he heard Zhong Mingwei stop him.

"Pang Yi."

"Huh?" Pang Yi turned around and looked at the black hole's room in surprise. In fact, he couldn't see anything. Except for the two crystal-clear eyes, he asked excitedly, "Yeah, you Figured it out? Would you like to bring my wife back? "

"Tomorrow, someone will come to repair the window," Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice, and paused, adding another sentence, "Replace the door with two new ones."

"Yeah, you are ..." Pang Yi was stunned, and then put his head into the window. "You are really determined to ... want to completely cut off contact with your wife."

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak anymore, and stretched his hand over the quilt and covered his head.

Pang Yi stood stunned for a while, and then walked away silently.

...

The next day.

Meiya got up early because today is the day when the "Jixian Bookstore" starts classes. At this time, grandma Chen had to get up early to cook for Chen Qingxuan, but now there is Meiya, so I don't need her. The elderly went to the kitchen in person, and grandma Chen also intended to let the two have time alone, so naturally Miya would be more happy to cook for Chen Qingxuan instead of her, so when Chen Qingxuanfu came together, he looked at Miya. Zhang Luo made a good meal at the table. When he was stunned at the food on the table, he looked at Meiya and brought out a bowl of millet porridge.