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When Lao Feng returned to this old house, he could no longer see the signboard that he had stood in front of the door.

He used to be a tailor and divided the living room from where he lived, as a place for customers to tailor and sew for himself.

Because there are still a lot of finished products on the façade of the living room, the place that can be used for living is naturally much smaller.

However, Lao Feng was only with his daughter from elementary school, although this little space is not large, but the father and daughter can always find a place to play.

Although the signboard was gone, Lao Feng still found the key in the gap above the iron gate...... When he touched the key, Lao Feng had a moment of joy.

But soon this joy was washed away by melancholy.

The door lock is still the same as it was back then, and the key is still the same as it was back then, and nothing seems to have changed - only that there is no one living in it anymore.

No one has ever come...... Xia Man probably didn't come back either.

Sitting on the dusty old-fashioned leather sleeping sofa, Lao Feng silently looked at the room, silently looking at the hangers with finished clothes hanging in sets.

It's like grass.

Lao Feng suddenly burst out laughing.

He remembered what happened when Xia Man was young.

He remembered that his daughter would always hide behind those clothes, and you don't know when and where she would suddenly jump out of what position and then pounce on you all at once.

It was in this small, even cramped, space that the daughter had ridden on his shoulders, and father and daughter walked through every inch of the little house.

And in the corner of the corridor of this small house, there are shallow scratches one by one.

They are scraped every six months, and they are scraped every six months.

Lao Feng squatted here, reaching out to touch these scratches, which he scraped with his own hands, proof that Xia Man had grown taller when he was down.

For one night, Lao Feng didn't turn on the lights.

Although he wondered why he had been away for so many years, the water and electricity had not been cut off here, and when he turned on the faucet, tap water flowed out of the tap water, which was almost like sewage and full of rust smell.

The reason why he didn't turn on the lights was that Lao Feng didn't want people to know that there were still people living here...... Although more than a decade has passed, the people who live here have long since moved away.

When he returned, he met some people he had known nearby, but they seemed to be ...... They didn't recognize themselves. Perhaps, they didn't think that Lao Feng, who shouldn't have appeared, would be able to walk here so freely.

But it's better to be careful.

But Lao Feng still made up his mind to clean up the dust in this house, as well as the tools he once relied on to make a living.

He is a tailor, and although he has not touched some things for more than ten years, he does not mean that he can just throw them away.

Everything here is the same thing as everything he can write down in those days.

Lao Feng was busy until midnight, and fell asleep unconsciously...... This is the most restful sleep he has slept in the past ten years.

I don't know why, when the sun shines in, Lao Feng even has a feeling of reluctance to get up.

Even over the years, he has long been accustomed to waking up on time.

It seems that he has overslept, Lao Feng looked at the time, and it was almost ten o'clock in the morning.

It's just incredible...... But at this moment, Lao Feng, who had not had time to wash his face, suddenly heard a knock on the door.

It made his heart skip a beat...... Who comes back to this place?

There shouldn't be anyone else coming.

Although Lao Feng knew that he could come out, all thanks to the mysterious shop, he didn't know what was going on in prison.

Maybe the prison had found out that he was missing, or maybe he was here...... His captors!

He couldn't guarantee that the shop would always be able to keep him safe. Lao Feng immediately made a decision, directly picked up the scissors used for tailoring, held them tightly in his hand, and approached the door of the house.

There was a knock on the door, and it was louder, and only a man was heard: "Excuse me, is anyone there?

Lao Feng frowned, and approached the small hole in the door, wanting to see who was standing outside the door.

He...... How did he end up here?

Lao Feng didn't feel that he was so dizzy that he couldn't see clearly who was standing outside the door...... The man out there is his daughter's fiancé!

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

Lao Feng gritted his teeth, he knew that it was best for him not to make a noise, maybe Zhou Zihao would leave if he couldn't shout that no one was available...... But in the end, he still had no choice but to keep himself from speaking.

He wanted to know, he wanted to know about this man...... What is the man chosen by his daughter?

He wanted to feel for himself what this young man was.

"Who's outside?" said Lao Feng in a calm voice through the door.

He knew that he was speaking here at a great risk...... The risk of exposing yourself as a prison escapee.

But he has been desperate, as a father's innate instinct, driving him.

"Great! Someone is here!" Zhou Zihao in front of the door showed a smiling face at this time, "When I went upstairs, I thought that there was no one living here, but I didn't expect that there were still people!"

"What the hell is going on with you?"

Zhou Zihao had no choice but to say towards the old door: "Oh, that's right. Are you a master here? I heard that there is a tailor who has a very good handiwork. I'm getting married, so I want to find a good master and make a good wedding dress for my fiancée!"

"You...... How did you find out about this place?"

"I saw it online. Zhou Zihao did not hide it: "Actually, this place is too remote, it is not a street shop, and there is not even a signboard." If someone hadn't mentioned it on the Internet, I'm afraid I wouldn't have found it. ”

Online?

Odd...... Lao Feng frowned, sensing something sensitively.

But he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, opened the wooden door, looked at the young man outside the iron gate, and said indifferently: "You can come in first." ”

"Okay!"

Zhou Zihao walked in with a hint of anticipation...... As soon as he entered the door, he saw all kinds of Chinese clothes in this living room.

There is also a workbench erected here, a very old looking sewing machine, some rulers, needles and threads, scissors......

Zhou Zihao grew up abroad since he was a child, and he rarely came into contact with these things that seemed to exude the smell of age.

They were like old silhouettes, spread out in his sight.

"Master's surname?" Zhou Zihao asked politely.

"I ......" Lao Feng sat down while looking at Zhou Zihao, "My surname is Zhou." ”

When Lao Feng said that, he silently said sorry to the old brother in prison in his heart, and temporarily borrowed his surname.

"It turned out to be Master Zhou. Zhou Zihao was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said: "I didn't expect that we still have the same surname! I also have the surname Zhou, Zhou Zihao!"

"Zihao, Zihao, Zhou Zihao. Lao Feng read the name softly several times before he nodded and said, "Well, this name is okay, and your appearance is okay." ”

Zhou Zihao suddenly felt that this Master Zhou's gaze was a little strange...... Hell knows what this strange gaze is all about. He was just thinking, maybe these masters have some weird tempers, right?

"You say...... You want me to make a wedding dress for your fiancée, right?" Lao Feng asked at Zhou Zihao.

Zhou Zihao nodded and said, "Well, yes, my fiancée likes Chinese-style wedding dresses, but I don't seem to be satisfied with some designers." So I thought, if I find some masters like you, maybe I can do it. ”

"Since it's a wedding dress, why don't you bring your fiancée with you?"

Zhou Zihao scratched his hair and smiled shyly: "I want to surprise her." To tell you the truth, I also came quietly from her at this time. I'm afraid that if I find it, I won't like it again, and I'll make her unhappy. ”

Lao Feng stared at Zhou Zihao again for a while before nodding slowly, "Well, you're not bad." ”

Zhou Zihao always felt as if he had seen this kind of gaze somewhere...... Similar to when he first met his fiancée's parents, the Tao family's uncles and aunts?

"Uh...... By the way, master, do you have any pictures or anything like that?"

In order to avoid embarrassment, Zhou Zihao hurriedly said at this time: "I want to take some back to see if I can tempt my fiancée...... Uh, I'm talking about pictures of wedding dresses and stuff like that? There should be that, right? Convenient?"

"Wait for me. Lao Feng nodded, and walked to the former workbench by himself.

But after thinking about it for a while, he didn't take out the old atlas that he had kept.

Instead, he sat down, took some paper, pondered for a while, and then scribbled on it with a colored pen.

Not long after, Lao Feng brought these manuscript papers to Zhou Zihao, "It's probably like this, you can take it back and let your fiancée see it." If she likes it, you can come back to me. ”

"Well, I think so!" Zhou Zihao glanced at it casually, always feeling that there was nothing special about these images...... Or maybe he doesn't know much about it.

"I have one condition, though. Lao Feng said slowly: "If you want to ask me to make you a wedding dress, you can only come by yourself next time, and you are not allowed to reveal where I live." ”

"This ......" Zhou Zihao was stunned for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Master, I said it in advance, and you can't guarantee that my fiancée will definitely like this?"

Lao Feng glanced at Zhou Zihao deeply and said indifferently: "She will like it." ”

"Let's see. Zhou Zihao didn't agree all at once.

Lao Feng said: "Remember, if you want to find me, you can only come to this place alone, and you are not allowed to reveal it." Otherwise, you won't find me again. ”

Zhou Zihao didn't care.

Sure enough, these old men and masters have very strange personalities.

......

......

After the last day of August, the city was sunny again.

I heard that there was a typhoon a few days ago, and it was raining.

Such a rare good weather is like a good omen for the freshmen who are about to start the college year.

The little girl walked out of the station carrying a large duffel bag. She saw a lot of young people standing with signs from such and such a school. It should be those brothers and sisters who help new students.

But instead of immediately going up to ask, she walked to exit number three, and stood there obediently, as if waiting for someone.

The little girl looked around for a moment, her gaze suddenly stopped, and her lips moved slightly, revealing a hint of surprise.

She didn't wait for the acquaintance she had agreed on, but she waited for another acquaintance who had not been agreed...... Unexpected people.

During that summer vacation, young and some kind of guests came to the vacation home run by her family.

Just at Exit 3, Lu Yiyun saw Luo Qiu.

The little girl suddenly remembered the blue star flower he had given her. (To be continued.) )