no one knows better than me

Zhuang Qingliu fell asleep for a long time, and when she woke up, Mei Hualan was still lying on her side and looked down at her, her eyelashes were as thick and soft as cattail grass, obediently drooping, she looked like a peach blossom on a human face.

Zhuang Qingliu glanced at her face with gentle brows, and then her eyes fell, with Mei Hualan's arms around her sides, she said: "What's the matter, are our movements not reversed?"

Mei Hualan gently pursed her mouth into a line.

Zhuang Qingliu put her arms around her waist, closed her eyes for a moment and said, "Smile at me if you want to laugh."

Mei Hualan: "I don't have one."

Zhuang Qingliu nestled her head in her arms: "The dimples are exposed."

Mei Hualan gently touched the back of her head with her palm, and finally a slight smile appeared on her face.

She loved someone deeply when she was young.Now finally have it.No matter how plain your personality is, it's hard not to be unhappy.

Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyes and turned slightly to the screen. The light in the room was soft and dim. The moonlight streamed in through the small window and fell on the floor. The candles at the corner of the table had already been burned out.

After looking at it for a while, she asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

Mei Hualan lowered her head and circled her: "It's not long. If you still want to sleep, continue to sleep." After speaking, she raised her hand slightly, and wiped the corners of Zhuang Qingliu's eyes and face lightly, "There is nothing to worry about, and Sigui is fine too. .”

"It doesn't matter, something will come to you." Zhuang Qingliu glanced at her fingertips, "Am I crying because I woke up and didn't sleep enough?"

Mei Hualan didn't speak, but hugged her a little deeper in her arms.

"Okay. Don't worry about me. It's normal for me to feel sad and melancholy for a few days. All of us are like this."

Zhuang Qingliu looked away from the hourglass that was about to run out, a smile suddenly crossed his face, and said to the person who was holding her: "Let me just say I'm tired."

Mei Hua, who was easy to understand, raised her appendages, looked at her tenderly, and said in a soft and soft voice, "I'll come after that."

"In the future?" Zhuang Qingliu nodded, hooking the corners of his mouth, "You actually want to say that you come now?"

Mei Hualan lowered her head and kissed her knuckle-boned fingers: "There's no rush. Take a good rest for a few days."

"There's no rush." ​​Zhuang Qingliu's heart rippled, his eyes fell on her face for a while, and he said, "It's because I remembered that I treated you like that before."

The person who has been thinking about it day and night for so many years has clearly returned to his eyes but has no memory.Even though she was close at hand but could never touch her, she had teased her back and forth like that before, talked frivolously like that, and put on a look of thinking about it like that.

Zhuang Qingliu couldn't imagine how Mei Hualan felt at that time.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter whether you remember it or not."

Mei Hualan bowed her head and embraced her, with a halo flowing in her eyes: "You are really back, it is better than all the memories. And there are some things that make you sad when you think about them, I don't want to. I always want to take you away from these things, Get away from here and live the life you love."

This person has really grown up now, and the embrace is no longer as immature, jerky, and powerless as before, but with scorching hot tenderness.

Zhuang Qingliu's white fingers held open the soft hair hanging down on both sides of Meihualan, and slightly rubbed her head behind her ear and kissed: "So I obviously raised it in secret, and I still don't admit it."

Mei Hualan just smiled and stroked her head back and forth with her hand.

Zhuang Qingliu's kisses behind her ears didn't stop, and he pecked back in a measured manner, before he tapped her heart: "Have you calmed down? Are you not dancing?"

Mei Hualan blinked, stretched out her hand to touch it, but she stopped jumping.

Zhuang Qingliu picked up her hand and put it into her skirt deliberately, and put it on her heart: "Then I'm different. I'm already asleep, and I haven't had time yet, can you touch it?"

Mei Hualan lowered her head and pursed her lips, flicking her eyelashes slightly, they flew up.

Zhuang Qingliu rolled her eyes and teased her: "How is it? Have you touched it?"

"..." Mei Hualan smiled quietly and tilted her head, and kissed her on the top of her head through the hair. At the same time, she moved her hand slightly to the side, moved slightly, and bleated, "I touched it. faster than usual."

This is Meipanpan.

Zhuang Qingliu nestled into her arms and smiled happily: "So what's the matter with you, huh? Didn't you just agree to let me rest for a few more days? Can you do it?"

Mei Hualan hid the smile in her eyes, and finally turned her head to pick up the clothes from the side, put them on herself first, and then got out of bed to get Zhuang Qingliu's from the closet: "I will try my best." It seems that I can't sleep anymore, I just need to get up .

Zhuang Qingliu rolled back and forth on the soft and wide double bed behind her.

The newly sparked candle quickly crackled and burst into auspicious and festive lanterns.

Zhuang Qingliu didn't know what suddenly came to his mind, and while he was done washing, he went to the small study next to him, and without asking, he wrote their names and drew the villain in the small box that Meihualan usually collects. He unfolded the paper, looked at it with a smile on his face for a while, then turned it to the back, and picked up the pen.

Mei Hualan quickly followed in from the outside, bowed her head gently beside her, and saw that Zhuang Qingliu drew the two of them again this time, but it was no longer one big and one small, but two people holding hands at the same height, and then wrote The words "marriage certificate" were dropped.

Zhuang Qingliu turned her head and blinked: "Do you know what this is called?"

Although Mei Hualan didn't know it, she picked up the pen naturally and wrote her own name next to her ugly name, before answering her question and asking, "What's your name?"

Zhuang Qingliu laughed: "It's called to get a certificate." She said that she put away her only one "marriage certificate", closed the door of the cabinet with her back on her back, and asked, "Can I still be alone these few days?"

Mei Hualan blinked, but before she could speak, Zhuang Qingliu turned around and went out again, hooking his hands back: "Come, my little tail."

The air became softer, Little Tail followed her with unspeakable softness in his heart, holding her hand side by side.

Zhuang Qingliu didn't know that he had slept for a few days, but he just casually looked at the dried soil everywhere in the courtyard.It was very cold outside in the middle of winter night, and the plum blossoms all over the mountain hadn't bloomed yet, but the small vegetables she had planted in the corner of the courtyard before grew up regardless of the season.

Mei Hualan asked: "What do you want to eat?"

"I'll do it." Zhuang Qingliu walked back and forth for a while, picked it up under the flowing spring water and washed it, then lit a fire with his fingers, briefly fried a small plate with the bean sprouts he had grown, and cooked two small bowls noodle.

Mei Hualan didn't intervene, and surrounded her behind her.

Zhuang Qingliu picked up two round eggs with golden yellow hearts, threw a handful of tender cabbage hearts into the bubbling soup pot, dragged his tail behind him and turned to the side to get a bowl: "Don't say anything ?”

The outline of Mei Hualan's entire side face was soft and clear under the light and shadow. She leaned against Zhuang Qingliu's ear and watched her movements for a long time, and said, "I'm very happy."

I am very happy.

She expresses happiness as "I am very happy", expresses liking as "I like her very much", and compliments others as "You are very good-looking and obedient".

Zhuang Qingliu raised his head and smiled at the ray of moonlight coming in, then turned back to the table with two bowls of noodles: "Come."

The two people who had agreed to have a lot of things to say, are both gone now.

The two sat across the table, with a plate of refreshing fried bean sprouts in the middle, Mei Hualan picked up the long noodles and took a bite: "How do you know what day it is?"

Zhuang Qingliu looked at the moon leaping across the sky: "It's already passed, my birthday, can I not know?"

The heart filled with plum blossoms is immersed in the water.After eating, he ordered two more bowls of noodles and came back.

After eating and eating like this, the sky slowly brightened.

The barrier flashed like water ripples, and a figure as fast as the wind swept in from mid-air.Just as Zhu Heng looked left and right and landed on the slender eaves of a courtyard wall, a loud and abrupt parrot sounded impatiently: "Stinky bastard! Bah! You stinky king..."

Zhu Heng turned his head slightly expressionlessly, staring into its eyes coldly.

The blue parrot covered in social tiger stripes seemed to have been frightened by something suddenly, the sound stopped abruptly, turned around on the spot and flapped its wings and flew away, with two hairs on the back of its tail fanned out, swirling faintly from mid-air fall.

After a while, there was a click on the opposite side of the courtyard wall. Mei Xiaohan, who was wrapped in a big fur coat, opened the door and raised his eyes, and suddenly raised his eyebrows at the person sitting on the wall.

Zhu Heng looked up and down at her as if a little surprised, and asked, "Is this the yard you live in?"

Mei Xiaohan raised his eyebrows even higher: "Then it's yours?"

"..." Zhu Heng glanced at her coolly, "I just came to ask for directions."

Mei Xiaohan took a few steps with a smile, turned close to the courtyard wall, and picked up a crushed herb from her side: "Seeing your posture, I thought you were here to open a way."

Zhu Heng's chilly expression suddenly came out.

Mei Xiaohan walked leisurely back to the house and turned around, looked back at her, and suddenly asked: "You remember it too?"

Zhu Heng propped his backhand on the wall and swept her: "I offended you just once, why don't you?"

Mei Xiaohan slowly twirled the herb stalk in his hand, with a half-smile on his face: "Twice."

"Twice?" Zhu Heng asked, "Which one more time?"

Mei Xiaohan smiled meaningfully at her: "Think for yourself."

Zhu Heng glanced at her inexplicably, and suddenly hooked his fingers, picked up the grass that Mei Xiaohan had been kneading for a long time, threw it on her head, and then flew away.

"..."

Mei Xiaohan: "?"

The sun came down from behind the clouds, and Zhuang Qingliu stood under the peach tree in the middle of the courtyard, flashing in her mind the image of her giving away peach blossom branches in the rain.Then he stretched out his hand suddenly, and touched a tree of peach blossoms open splendidly.

This is a peach blossom of Yishushan, which has one more petal than ordinary peach blossoms, and the color is brighter, and when it blooms, it looks like a cloud.

The people next to me are now like the peach blossoms within reach of this tree, blooming so gorgeously.

After looking around for a while, Zhuang Qingliu hooked a branch under the tree and said to the plum blossoms: "We have a saying that flowers bloom with intention."

Mei Hualan smiled softly: "Who did you hear that from?"

"Listen to the flowers."

Zhuang Qingliu winked at her and pointed at herself.

While the two of them were talking, there was a rattling sound at the gate of the courtyard, and a fiery red dull-haired bird flew in and rushed into Zhuang Qingliu's arms.At the same time, Mei Xiaohan, who was wrapped in a thick fur cloak, adjusted her clothes at the back, and cast a mocking look at Zhu Heng, who was blocked by a barrier at the door, then passed her by, and walked away in a calm manner. Come in.

The author has something to say: Good night.