Chapter 30: A Glance at Ten Thousand Years in an Instant
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In the next few days, Lin Jia has been accompanying Chen Ya in the hospital, taking care of her diet according to the doctor's instructions, Xia Xiao came every day, but Chen Ya never said a word to him, and he just couldn't see it after he entered the door, either closed his eyes and slept, or chatted with Lin Jia and Lin Jia casually, but he refused to look at him directly.
Lin Jia knew in her heart that it was not a way to go on like this, but her resentment against Xia Xiao made her not want to help him speak at all, so she simply didn't see it and ignored him completely.
This went on for a few days, until one day Lin Jia went out to buy lunch and came back, and as soon as she reached the door, she heard faint sobs and low conversations in the ward, she guessed what was going on inside without entering the door, took a long breath, turned and walked out.
Love is a matter of two people, no matter how close others are, they can't help, she can rush up to block the knife without saying a word when Chen Ya is in danger, but she can't say a word for her and Xia Xiao when she hesitates.
Lin Jia came out of the hospital and was about to stop a taxi to go home to have a good rest, but before she could wave, a white BMW stopped in front of her, and An Wenqi's smiling face in the window was particularly proud:
"How can I be so coincidental, and I can meet you here?"
Lin Jia snorted coldly, raised a hand to block the dazzling sunlight on her head, and a white T-shirt and jeans made her look very uninhibited at the moment: "Come to me and say come to me, aren't you tired of looking for those boring reasons?"
It's still a coincidence at the entrance of the hospital, she really knows An Wenqi's IQ.
An Wenqi chuckled, didn't pay attention to Lin Jia's mockery at all, and paused to look at her again: "If you think so, I can't help it, I'll make an appointment with Huai Yi to try on the wedding dress and dress to wear at the wedding, and I happened to pass by here and saw you, so I wanted to ask if you were interested?"
Lin Jia sneered, stepped forward and put one hand on her car door, hooking the corners of her mouth: "Try on the wedding dress? Are you sure Jianghuai will also appear?"
An Wenqi's hand on the steering wheel tightened, but her eyes looking at Lin Jia remained calm, and she sneered: "If you really want to know, just follow me." β
Seeing that her emotions were obviously a little excited, Lin Jia chuckled in her heart, she raised her wrist to look at the time, and shrugged her shoulders: "Okay, I don't have anything to do anyway, it's not bad to go and see the excitement." β
After saying that, she bypassed the car and got into the co-pilot, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth from beginning to end.
The place where An Wenqi tried on the wedding dress is a storefront in the form of a studio, not in a prosperous area, but the decoration is extremely chic, plus the names of several well-known wedding dress designers, it is very famous in Ningcheng.
As soon as Lin Jia and An Wenqi walked in the door, they saw Lin Mingxin chatting warmly with a middle-aged foreign male designer from a distance, with a very serious expression.
Seeing this, An Wenqi immediately walked over and greeted with a sweet smile: "Hi, Damon!"
When the designer called Damon heard this, the gentleman stepped forward and hugged her, smiled elegantly, and said in not very standard Chinese: "Miss An is beautiful today!"
"Thank you. β
An Wenqi nodded a little shyly, and then looked at Lin Mingxin: "Mom, why are you here too?"
"My daughter is wearing a wedding dress for the first time, how can I, as a mother, miss it?"
Lin Mingxin showed off her mother-daughter relationship with An Wenqi with a pampered face, Lin Jia stood aside and sneered in her heart, and was about to look at the actual mockery for a few words, when she heard Damon's obviously surprised voice:
"Is this young lady here to customize the wedding dress?"
Lin Jia was slightly stunned, turned his head and looked at the bearded uncle in front of him who looked at him expectantly, raised his hand and pointed his nose: "You ask me?"
"Yes!"
Uncle Damon nodded heavily, looked up and down at her, and couldn't stop admiring on his lips: "Miss's figure and temperament are standard oriental beauties, I have a set of wedding dress designs inspired by traditional Chinese culture, I think you are the oriental beauty I am looking for!"
As soon as these words came out, Lin Mingxin and An Wenqi's faces suddenly became ugly, especially An Wenqi, who looked at Lin Jia angrily, this swaggering woman really never forgot to steal her limelight!
Lin Jia didn't notice An Wenqi's expression, but it seemed a little unbelievable to Damon's words, she twisted her eyebrows slightly, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "I'm sorry, although I also want to wear a wedding dress, but there is still no man who can wear a dress to marry me, so-"
"It's okay, you can communicate your ideas with me in advance, and I am willing to design a wedding dress for you for free when you get married. Uncle Damon looked at Linga with a sincere expression, his eyes full of anticipation.
Lin Jia was a little embarrassed by his expression, and just wanted to refuse politely, he saw Jiang Huai not far away also walking over with an expressionless face: "If I remember correctly, the famous Master Damon in Milan should be a talented wedding dress designer, not a magician, this young lady not only lacks a wedding dress, but also lacks a person who is willing to marry her, can Damon also conjure it?"
The chill on his body was very strong, and Damon, who had not yet fully comprehended the essence of Chinese, also realized that the atmosphere was wrong, and looked at Lin Mingxin with a frown: "What did he mean?"
Without waiting for Lin Mingxin to answer, An Wenqi stepped forward affectionately and stopped Jiang Huaiyi's arm, and her voice was coquettish: "Huaiyi, why did you come, I was talking to my mother about you just now?"
Jiang Huai also hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled at her, and then stepped forward to say hello to Lin Mingxin: "Auntie." β
Lin Mingxin immediately smiled and nodded, and then pulled Damon on the side to explain: "This is my daughter's fiancΓ©, she was joking with you just now." β
"Is that so?"
Damon was slightly puzzled, still looking at Jiang Huaiyi with some puzzlement, but did not get any response.
Lin Jia couldn't help but feel a little funny when he stood aside, and just turned his head sideways with a light cough, but he happened to have some cold eyes at Shang Jianghuai: "Why are you here?"
Linga was a little displeased by his tone, shrugged his shoulders with a smile, and asked rhetorically, "Why can't I be here?"
It's not his house, what's the tone?
"I invited Gaga to come. β
Lin Mingxin saw that the atmosphere was wrong, and said with a light smile: "I thought that Jiajia and Xiaoqi were the same age, how could they give some advice to young people, so I called her over by the way." β
"Yes, my aunt is so enthusiastic, she has looked for me several times. β
Lin Jia cooperated with his mouth, with an imperceptible sarcasm in a somewhat exaggerated tone.
Jiang Huai didn't speak again, but his eyes still wandered over Lin Jia, and then he glanced at Damon, who was still full of interest, and the chill on his face deepened a little.
Lin Mingxin's eyes followed Jiang Huaiyi's gaze, her eyes turned quickly, and she paused before speaking again: "Okay, since you are all here, let's go to the second floor to try on clothes, it just so happens that Damon is here, if there is anything inappropriate, you can ask him to modify it." β
"Good. β
Jiang Huai also nodded in agreement, made a "please" gesture towards Lin Mingxin, didn't look at Lin Jia again, and walked up directly with An Wenqi.
Lin Jia didn't mean to keep up, she wasn't very interested in their wedding dresses, and the reason why she came here was nothing more than to guess that An Wenqi had invited her uncharacteristically and repeatedly to invite her, and she might have some conspiracy and wanted to come and test it.
She turned around and just wanted to go around, but Damon on the other side immediately followed and continued the topic just now: "This young lady, don't you really think about it, the wedding dress I designed is very famous." β
Linga was a little amused, turned around and looked directly at the person in front of him: "Mr. Damon, in my concept, the wedding dress is to be worn to the most beloved man, if I don't have that man worth marrying, then no matter how beautiful the wedding dress is, it will mean nothing to me." β
Damon raised his hand and touched his chin, his expression was a little puzzled, but his pupils were very bright, he looked at Lin Jia and suddenly said, "Do you like the man just now?"
Lin Jia was stunned for a moment, a little surprised by Damon's guess: "Why do you ask that?"
Damon saw her reaction and knew that he had guessed correctly, and laughed: "You have to promise me to try on my wedding dress, and I will tell you the answer." β
Lin Jia looked at him with a smug expression on his face, and his mind suddenly flashed the look in Jiang Huai's eyes when he had just left.
If he really didn't have the opportunity to stand with him in this life and fulfill the promises he had made, then maybe today is the only way for him to see himself in a wedding dress.
"How's it going, is your heart moving?" Damon raised an eyebrow as he followed her and continued to tempt.
Lin Jia glanced up in the direction of the upstairs, and suddenly laughed: "Okay." β
Jiang Huaiyi's dress was customized by his professional team abroad, because the material size is strictly required, so there is nothing wrong with it, he felt that there was no problem after changing it and handed it to the staff on the side, and he did not have much interest.
Walking out of the fitting room, he vaguely heard An Wenqi in the next room still arguing with the staff, he was faintly impatient, licked his molars and walked out, and walked directly towards the rest area.
When he passed by the last fitting room, he didn't raise his head, but he unexpectedly heard Damon's beautiful exclamation: "Oh, mygod!
After a pause, Jiang Huai didn't know where he had a premonition, so he took a step back and directly pushed open the door of the fitting room, and saw a figure as white as snow.
The wedding dress on Linga's body is very traditional, with no hair and no makeup, wearing a simple crown decoration on his head, black hair and red lips, and skin as white as snow.
The moment he raised his eyes, he was facing Jiang Huaiyi's line of sight, and in an instant, he glanced at ten thousand years.