Chapter 130 Meiyu was appeased
Chapter 130 Meiyu was appeased
"Huh...?"
Ding-dong—
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Li Meiyu's face was so pale it was almost transparent, and her bloodless lips trembled slightly.
With trembling fingertips, she gently tapped the newly sent picture.
The moment the loading was complete, a shirt filled the screen.
The size, style, and even the barely noticeable wear on the collar are all very familiar; it's clearly the one that the blond guy often wears.
But now, it is broken and riddled with charred bullet holes and large patches of congealed, dark-colored blood.
The fabric was torn, its edges curled, as if it had just been hastily retrieved from a horrific, bloody battlefield...
"I hate stupid, smelly blondies the most": This is his last possession... My condolences.
"That idiot with the yellow hair I hate the most": In a few days, we will send you your belongings, medals, and pension...
The cold light from the phone screen reflected in Li Meiyu's dazed pupils.
She turned off her phone screen.
The last bit of light in the room went out, leaving only the hazy sunlight streaming in from the window, illuminating her blank, pretty face.
She stood up unsteadily, her white socks clicking on the floor, and moved towards the entryway, muttering unconsciously:
"It's a lie... It must be that stinky blond kid's prank... It must be... Such a clumsy trick, Miu could see through it at a glance..."
Jiang Ling had figured her out completely, and so had she, too, figured out that stinky blond hair from the inside out.
The two had been on very good terms for a long time, and they could easily guess each other's thoughts. This kind of trick was most likely a despicable idea that the jerk came up with after seeing the message about his sulking...
But why... does it feel like a hole has been dug into my heart, and cold winds are rushing in?
So cold, so painful...
She felt she should cry. Normally, even if she was just slightly upset, tears would come easily. But now, she blinked desperately, trying to squeeze out even a single tear, but her eyes were dry and painful.
in case……
just in case……
Is it true?
Sudden.
The thought appeared in an instant.
"Buzz—!!!"
tinnitus!
A sharp ringing suddenly rang in my ears, drowning out all other sounds.
Li Meiyu groaned in pain, curled up and squatted down, her small body shrinking into an even smaller ball under her soft pink nightgown.
The heating in the room was on full blast, but her body began to tremble.
The chill started in my abdomen and spread along my blood vessels.
It crawled over my arms, burrowed into my chest, and froze every breath.
She tried to inhale, but it felt like her throat was being choked by some invisible hand.
Suddenly, she clutched her stomach and collapsed to her knees as if all her strength had left her.
"Ugh... Ugh—!"
Overwhelming grief arrived late, kicking her stomach hard. She gagged violently, but nothing came out, and her upper body convulsed repeatedly.
Only now did my tear ducts come to their senses, and the strength to hold my throat disappeared.
The suppressed, overwhelming grief, like a burst dam, suddenly breached all the barriers of reason.
"Waaah, ah...waaah—!"
She finally burst into tears.
That wasn't the usual coquettish or aggrieved sobbing, but a more primal, more broken lament, like that of a female albatross who had lost her life's love.
Large tears rolled down like a broken string, one after another, hitting the cold floor and spreading dark water stains.
Her meticulously styled, jet-black hair subtly shimmered with a muted gold hue from the ends.
The metal rack in the entryway, the metal keychain next to the refrigerator, the pots and pans on the stove...
All the metal objects in the room began to tremble with a sorrowful resonance.
—Miyu, don't cry… Mommy and your older siblings will always be watching over you from heaven. You'll definitely meet family members you can hold onto and stay with for life…
—Hi, my name is Ouyang Kexin… It’s nice to meet you! We’ll be deskmates from now on!
—Hey, Miyu-chan is definitely a good friend, family? Yes! She's a "good friend" like family!
—Miu, I like you!
——Miu is "family"!
—It might taste delicious!
—Hey, hey, hey, three hours have passed, you should be asleep by now…
Oh ho~ I love sleeping with Miu in my arms the most~
—Huh? You messed with my warehouse's big red again? You deserve to be punished!
—Hey, I promise you, next time... it'll be Christmas, I'll take you to the amusement park for a date!
—I will always love Miu, Miu is the best!
—Well, I'll let you in on a secret, I'm actually an official special operations agent…
Don't worry, I'm very strong, stronger than anyone else... Wait for me to come back!
"Ah—! No, I don't want to!"
Fragments of memories intertwined and clashed with the cold reality, causing Li Meiyu to cry her heart out, her pink and white fingernails unconsciously gripping the floor.
"I don't want that... Miyu, I don't want to... I don't want to be all alone again..."
"You're so amazing... how could you possibly die... you promised you'd come back to be with Miu... you big liar! You always like to tease Miu... deceive Miu... sob... please... please deceive Miu this time too, okay... please..."
The black hair was gradually turning into a bright gold, and along with the various pots, pans, knives, and forks in the kitchen, they were eerily floating in the air.
"Waaaaaahhhhhh..."
Just as those suspended objects were about to go out of control!
boom! ! !
With a loud bang, the apartment's security door was kicked open from the outside by a brute force!
……
Downstairs stairwell.
Simply sending a text message is not very persuasive.
Jiang Ling took out a new prop: the ever-changing top.
Using his own clothes as a reference, he conjured up a blood-stained shirt and sent it over.
"Miyu is probably berating me right now, or maybe she's figured it out and is thinking of ways to tease me instead, right?"
He stroked his chin, thinking to himself, "With her little brain, she should realize it's a prank in no time."
After all, what kind of "death notice" is this?
If something really happened, shouldn't it be someone in a suit carrying things, looking distressed, showing up at the door...?
I waited for a while but didn't receive a reply.
Jiang Ling frowned, wondering why she hadn't replied yet.
He always replies to Meiyu's messages immediately. Similarly, no matter how much Li Meiyu says she hates him, she loves him in her actions. Even if they argue, she would never ignore his messages.
"Surely she didn't actually believe it?"
Feeling a strange pang of unease, he closed his eyes and unleashed his Observation Haki.
Then, he saw it.
I saw Miyu kneeling on the cold floor, curled up, dry heaving, and crying, her whole body trembling.
I saw the unrestrained, desperate tears on her face.
I heard that heart-wrenching, broken cry, mixed with his name.
That delicate little face no longer held any trace of arrogance, only undisguised tears and pain from the loss of her beloved.
Jiang Ling: ……
At that moment, it felt as if something was squeezing his heart tightly.
He had seen Miyu cry many times—in a fit of pique, in a spoiled mood, or when she had been bullied badly… Those tears often seemed like flirtatious embellishments, fake tears meant to elicit sympathy.
But now, Miyu really cried, cried so hard it was heartbreaking and saddening... instantly extinguishing his smug satisfaction at having succeeded in his prank.
They went too far.
It was far beyond his expectations, and much more serious.
Jiang Ling disregarded everything else, abruptly stood up, and rushed upstairs like a whirlwind, lifting her foot—
boom! ! !
The door was kicked open roughly.
Just before the door opened.
Swish swish--!
All the suspended metal objects in the room fell to the ground with a "whoosh," as if they had lost their support, making a series of crisp, chaotic sounds.
At the same time, the golden hue that had spread across Li Meiyu's hair receded rapidly like a tide, returning to its original black color.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for rewriting a major turning point and completing the hidden achievement "Feigning Death, Realizing Life"!]
[Rewards Obtained: Uniqueness, Daoist Tradition, and the Bond of Fate]
The system notification sounded in his mind, but Jiang Ling couldn't care less at the moment.
He rushed in, helped the petite body up, which was almost limp, and touched her cold, wet cheeks with his palms, patting them gently. He said anxiously:
"Miyu! Miyu! Open your eyes, look at me, see who I am..."
Her long eyelashes, damp with tears, trembled and slowly opened.
Those unfocused, tear-filled eyes slowly moved, finally focusing on his face.
"Eh—stinky...stinky blondie?"
The focus was finally on, and a faint highlight slowly rekindled in the dim pupils.
Li Meiyu's breathing became rapid.
She suddenly reached out, not to hug him, but with a panicked sense of confirmation, to grab his hair and stroke his cheek, feeling the real warmth and touch.
After confirming it really was him, tears streamed down her face, and she gripped his collar tightly.
"Waaaah...you...you're back...it's not a fake...waaaah...it really is you...!!!"
Jiang Ling tenderly wiped away the undried tears from her face. "I'm sorry... I never expected it to turn out like this. I really just wanted to scare you..."
"I knew it! I should have known! You bastard...you big liar...you were lying to me! I knew it all along!"
"Ugh... Ugh—!" A surge of intense excitement welled up inside her.
The intense emotional turmoil made her stomach cramp as if it had been punched hard, and she vomited... Thanks to the groundwork laid last time, this time she actually vomited up the super-deluxe sushi takeout she had just eaten, which she had ordered with the smelly blond guy's bank card.
Moreover, most of it landed squarely on Jiang Ling's face, who was looking down to check on her condition, with some even splashing onto his lips.
Isn't this another kind of derivative?
Jiang Ling: ……
"Um...cough cough, um..." Li Meiyu lowered her head, wiped her mouth, and said softly:
"I... I've heard that a man who wouldn't even dare eat the vomit of the woman he loves isn't qualified to say he loves her..."
"Miu..."
Jiang Ling sighed, and for the first time ever, she didn't seize the opportunity to train her as usual.
He simply raised his hand and calmly wiped the stains from his face and lips. Then, to Li Meiyu's surprise, he lowered his head and gently kissed her tear-stained and slightly disheveled lips.
"I'm sorry..." he said sincerely.
"No...that's not right."
Li Meiyu, unusually, didn't haughtily accuse him. Instead, she grabbed his shirt with her small hands, buried her tear-streaked face in his chest, and said in a muffled voice:
"No, it should be Miyu who apologizes..."
"Miyu shouldn't have said something like, 'Don't ever come back...'"
"Miyu knows she was wrong..."
"No," Jiang Ling hugged her and explained, "It wasn't because of what you said that..."
"Then Miyu won't be angry because you lied to her..."
Li Meiyu raised her little head, sniffed, stared at him, and said very seriously:
"You stinky blondie, Miyu likes you, likes you the most! You're my only 'family,' my only 'lover,' and my only friend right now!"
"As long as it's you, whether you bully Miyu, deceive Miyu, hit Miyu, or scold Miyu, it's all fine. I just beg you, please don't abandon Miyu... Miyu's life... can't be without you!"
At this moment, I watched the girl, her eyes brimming with tears, earnestly expressing her feelings.
Jiang Ling thought Mei Yu was incredibly cute!
Her eyes were wet, her nose was slightly red, and her expression was both stubborn and dependent...
There was even a fleeting moment.
He even had the idea of "taking Miyu to a comfortable countryside to live a life of love and companionship for the rest of his life".
But unfortunately, it's all too late now...
From the moment Meiyu encouraged him to pursue Kexin, from the moment he took in Youyou and Xiaobai, from this point on, there was no turning back.
I'm sorry, Miu. I... I probably can't belong to you alone anymore.
Jiang Ling sighed, looking at her tear-streaked face and recalling how she had just cried her eyes out.
If... if she finds out about Youyou, Kexin, and Xiaobai in the future, how much will she cry?
"You're all dirty... Do you want to take a shower?" he asked softly.
"Hmm... um."
Li Meiyu buried her face in the crook of his neck, nuzzling him like a kitten, and wrapped her arms even tighter: "Hold me...don't let go."
"Oh, right, I brought you a gift. It's that dress you said you liked last time, and a limited edition strawberry cake..."
"Hmm... whatever that thing is, let's put it aside for now." All she wanted to do now was hold him tightly and confirm his presence.
"Are you really not going to throw a tantrum anymore?"
"As long as you're here, I won't be angry, and I certainly won't use this to blackmail you into making compensation to Miu... I love you the most..."
Jiang Ling: "Miyu-chan, I like you the most too!"
bathroom.
"Hey, Miu, you need to rinse yourself off before getting in the bathtub... And what's the meaning of you throwing the bath sponge at me?"
"Who told you to lie to Miu! Humph~"
Li Meiyu sat in the bathtub, her knees gently swaying, finally regaining some of her former spirit:
"Hurry up and wash Miyu's feet! Also, Miyu needs compensation! Compensation for crying, vomiting, sadness... and also compensation for emotional distress!"
"Liu Liu Liu, didn't you say you didn't want it?" Jiang Ling said speechlessly.
"Hmph~ Haven't you heard that the prettier a girl is, the less you can trust what she says?"
Li Meiyu stuck out her tongue, raised her delicate pink feet and placed them on the edge of the bathtub, saying smugly:
"So, of course, what a super invincible beautiful girl like Miyu says is full of lies~ You idiot~"
Jiang Ling: ……
Sure enough, the same recipe, the same taste, and it's still that cunning, sly little devil!
He stepped into the bathtub, the warm water washing over his body.
He reached out and pulled the cunning Xiao Meiyu into his arms, letting her sit with her back against him.
Jiang Ling leaned close to her ear and whispered:
"Let's go on a date tomorrow, it's the weekend, how about going to the aquarium?"
"Just the two of us... and then, we'll go register our marriage together..."
Li Meiyu shuddered slightly, raising her beautiful, watery eyes filled with surprise:
"Huh...? A date, and... what else?"
"Registering for marriage... In my heart, Miyu is a very special person... Are you willing?"
"Yes! Of course I'm willing! Meiyu is a hundred times, a thousand times willing!" Li Meiyu sat up straight excitedly, her big, wet eyes shining brightly.
"Sigh, but someone said that pretty girls are always full of lies~"
Jiang Ling feigned disappointment: "I'm really sad to be rejected by Miyu~"
Li Meiyu hadn't expected the boomerang to come so quickly, and panicked. She scrambled around in his arms to face him, stammering an explanation:
"Those kinds of words don't count! I... I told you everything was true! Hmph... Miyu, Miyu will prove it to you with her actions!"
then……
The warm water rippled.
Li Meiyu's voice trembled:
"You...you stinky blondie...if you dare lie to Miyu about this again, I'll...never talk to you again!..."
"I swear, I will never let Miyu cry again."
As expected of Miu-sama...
Jiang Ling obediently took a strand of her wet hair, twirling and playing with it between her fingers, when suddenly she felt something was off:
"Miyu, did you dye your hair? The ends... seem a little more yellow than before?"
"I don't know."
At this moment, Li Meiyu's mind was completely muddled, like a sweet paste.
Her small hands groped and found Jiang Ling's large hand. Her slender fingers slipped between his fingers and gently held it. The soft touch of his palm, which was only half the size of his own, was a pleasant sensation.
Li Meiyu pressed her face against his shoulder, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly said in a very soft voice: ...
Miyu is like this: cute, great, no further explanation needed.
From the slanting afternoon sun to the deep darkness of night.
Then the sky began to lighten with the first light of dawn.
Jiang Ling changed the sheets and blankets.
"Stinky blondie~"
Li Meiyu was so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open, but she still forced herself to stay awake and nudged his leg with her knee, mumbling a few words of advice:
"Remember to invite me to your afternoon date..."
After giving her instructions, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
[Ding-dong~ Do Not Disturb mode has been turned off~]
Jiang Ling picked up her phone, which had been silent all night, from the bedside table. The screen lit up, showing several unread messages, all from the same contact—Yuan Qingzi.
They exchanged contact information when they parted last time. He didn't really intend to accept the three hundred million US dollars, but the system's divine power was too fast, and the US dollars had already been converted into stocks, funds, real estate, etc., and registered under his name.
Therefore, he plans to wait a few days until the money is accounted for before sending it back.
Kiyoko: [Um, I'm sorry to bother you... Could you please send me that loan app from last time?]
Gen Kiyoko: [I...I've encountered a ghost...All the money in my bank card is gone. Thinking about it, it might be a problem with that loan app...]
Kiyoko Minamoto: [Please, please reply to my message, please...]
Gen Kiyoko: [I...I'll treat you to dinner, how about it? I sent you my location, let's meet up, okay?]
Gen Kiyoko: [Location: Izumi Ramen Shop]
Gen Kiyoko: [Waaah, don't ignore my messages! That loan company, what's it called? Some weird gangsters have already started calling...]
Gen Kiyoko: [LINE Red Packet] Are you there? Are you there?
Source Kiyoko: (›´ω`‹ )
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