Chapter 6 I myself don't dare to believe

  The three of them sat down on the sofa, speechless for a moment.

  After a while, Ling Ziwai finally spoke up and asked: "You two have come today, what's the matter?"

  Zhang Sen looked at Ma Pei, who was gazing deeply at Ling Ziyu, his voice trembling slightly: "Little Raindrop, don't you really recognize me?"

  Mr. Ling Ziwai sighed: "Sir, you really are mistaken. My name is Ling Ziwai, my parents have passed away, I have a disabled sister, no formal job, just relying on selling foreign wine in the bar to make a living, and I am not the little raindrop you mentioned." She paused for a moment, then asked curiously, "Do I really look that much like her?"

  Ma Pei didn't say a word, only pulled out his wallet and took out a photo from it, handing it to her. At the same time, his discerning gaze was fixed tightly on her face.

  Ling Ziwei looked at Ma Pei for a moment, took the photo, and after just one glance, she was stunned: this was a very lifelike photo.

  The photo should be a candid shot, a beautiful girl biting her lower lip with her teeth, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her eyelids slightly lowered, and her big eyes full of painful grievances. Her delicate face is looking at the man in the photo with a mixture of reproach and dependence. The handsome man who is so stunning that people dare not gaze directly at him has one hand gently stroking the girl's right hand, while his other arm is wrapped around her waist. His face is full of warm smiles that can make people feel suffocated, and his eyes are filled with infinite tenderness, love, care, and pure love, which is simply shocking!

  The man in the photo is obviously a young Ma Pei, and the woman is surprisingly Ling Ziyu herself from six or seven years ago!!!

  Ling Ziwei's hand holding the photo was trembling, after a while, she took a deep breath and said with emotion: "My god, if I say this is not my photo, I wouldn't dare to believe it myself! In this world, there are really two people who look so alike, and I am one of them!"

  Seeing Ling Ziwai's invincible expression, Ma Pei felt a wave of disappointment in his heart, but he asked reluctantly: "You, aren't you really Mei Yu?"

  Ling Ziwei smiled apologetically: "I also wish I was. Firstly, to comfort you, and secondly, having a boyfriend as handsome as you isn't a bad thing either. But, sorry, I really am not!"

  He stared deeply at Ling Ziyu, suddenly his expression became a bit dazed, and he muttered to himself: "I don't believe it, if you're not Xiaoyu, how can you look so much like her? I don't believe there are two people in this world who look exactly the same, even with the same focused expression when looking at things, yet have no relationship; but if you are Xiaoyu, why won't you acknowledge me? Why do your eyes seem so unfamiliar to me? Are you blaming me? Blaming me for not immediately returning to China after knowing what happened to your family; blaming me for not being by your side when you needed me most; blaming me for not searching for you everywhere after I returned to China; is that why you won't acknowledge me? Is it, Xiaoyu?"

  "Ah Bei, don't be like this, you're scaring Miss!" Zhang Sen hastily shouted loudly.

  Ma Pei suddenly woke up with a start, and apologetically smiled at Ling Ziwai who was still in shock: "Sorry Miss Ling, I got a bit out of hand. Didn't scare you, did I?"

  Ling Ziwei shook her head: "Not scared, just surprised. Where did the Mei Yu you mentioned go? Did you break up? Forgive my rudeness, it's just that..." She smiled awkwardly, "You know, I never knew there was someone in this world who looked exactly like me, and I'm a bit curious. If it's inconvenient for you to say, then let's forget I asked."

  Ma Pei shook his head, just like her: "Nothing's inconvenient about it. Her name is Mei Yu, she's 24 years old this year, and I call her Little Raindrop. She says people all say women are made of water and men are made of mud, so if she's a little raindrop, then I'm the big lump of mud that got splashed by her from the sky. In the whole world, only I call her Little Raindrop, and only she calls me 'Big Lump of Mud'. I don't know where she went either, but I'd be happy to find out; we didn't break up or anything, it's just that something happened at home - her parents died in a car accident, and she disappeared without anyone knowing what happened to them."

  As he spoke, Ma Pei let out a sigh and then clasped his head in both hands, his entire body slumping forward. He muttered to himself: "Why wasn't it you? Why not? Little Raindrop, where are you now? Can you really forget me? Can you really bear to forget me? You're still my Little Raindrop, but am I no longer your 'Big Muddy'?

  That sigh went straight into Ling Ziwu's heart. Her heart ached inexplicably, and as if to cover it up, she picked up the photo in her hand again.

  Zhang Sen patted Ma Pei's back silently and bowed his head to comfort him in a low voice.

  Three people all lowered their heads, no one saw that Ling Ziwei was looking at the photo in her hand, and her expression suddenly became somewhat bewildered!!