Kang Yurong said: "Ms. Wu, I came today to invite you out of the mountain. I know that the artwork on your wall is from you, so I wanted you to be my costume designer. ”

Inside the door, Wu Xiuzhi sneered lightly, whimsically.

Outside the door, Kang Yurong laughed at himself: "I know, you will definitely laugh at me for talking about dreams." Before I came, my friend also said to me that it is better to invite you to go out of the mountains than to hire a professional designer abroad. You are like a snow lotus on the cliff of the Tianshan Mountains, it is indeed not easy to pick. But I still want to try it because I really like the clothes you designed.

I know that you have a world of your own, and this world does not want outsiders to know about it, and it does not want outsiders to step in.

I don't know what you've been through, but from your weak body, from your faint sadness, it's not hard to understand that what you've experienced is anything but a wonderful memory, which drags your soul into the grave, leaving only a fragile body in this world hopeless remnant. ”

Wu Xiuzhi couldn't help but be a little stunned, how could she know this?

Kang Yurong couldn't see any expression from the other party, but just said to himself: "These words, maybe they went to your heart, maybe you still wonder why I said it so accurately." She smiled wryly and continued, "Tell you, this is not an unknown prophet, but a personal experience." Because, I also have some heart-wrenching memories. ”

The memories of the past appeared in Kang Yurong's mind like a slideshow, and with the appearance of those pictures, she told them word by word.

From the beginning of her marriage to Zhang Shengcheng, to Zhang Shengcheng's attitude after marriage, to the hardships abroad, to the divorce, to the guilt of the children, and then to the experience of foreign restaurants. In addition, she hid the name Zhang Shengcheng and concealed the character Ke Mulan, and she almost told Wu Xiuzhi everything that had been left over the years.

Kang Yurong thought that it had been so long, and even if he talked about it, there should be no fluctuations. Unfortunately, she overestimated herself, her eyes were red, her throat was choked, and two crystal tears were gurgling in her eyes.

Although time is a good healer, how can those injuries that penetrate into the spleen and lungs be easily forgotten?

Liang felt that Kang Yurong's mood was wrong, and stepped forward to stop her from continuing, but she was still a step too late.

Kang Yurong gasped slightly: "When I rushed into the rainy night, I thought about death, when I was lying in the hospital, I thought about death, and when I was about to be raped by a foreign man, I thought about death."

We've all had times when everything was lost, I have, and I'm sure you've too. But in the end, we chose to survive.

Since we have chosen to live, since we have chosen to let life continue, then we should let the future life be fresh and happy, instead of continuing to sigh and mourn in the cold darkness.

My friend once said to me: People, life is a mood. Life is like a play, no one has time to plan and rehearse, but the director in the play is ourselves. What kind of soul is given to this drama-like life, whether the plot is sad or happy, and the ending is warm and sad, it all depends on us.

A person's life is like the sun in the sky, full and incomplete.

Since the first half of our lives were bleak and miserable, why don't we live the second half of our lives warmly?

I never expected to be like a caterpillar, feathering into a butterfly and spreading my wings. However, I will never live in darkness forever like a mouse that sees no light.

That's what I think, and that's what I do. I hope, so do you. ”

Having said all this, Kang Yurong did not get any response.

She didn't seem to intend to get a response from Wu Xiuzhi, paused for a moment, and said, "I'm telling you my story, not pretending to be pitiful and sympathetic." In my opinion, being alive is also a kind of possession. When I have the courage to live, I don't feel sorry anymore, and I don't need the sympathy of others.

I have come today with a purpose. However, what I hope more is that you can step out of that part of your heart, come out and look at the crowd and see the sun.

Because of the time, I can't 'look at the thatched cottage like last time' this time, but I'll wait for you until twelve o'clock. I'm not reluctant, whether you agree or refuse, I accept it calmly. ”

The world was quiet, only the wind hung softly.

Liang Yu sat on a stone not far away, sometimes looking at the closed wooden door, sometimes looking at the sliding sun,

An unconcealable anxiety filled the young man's clear eyes.

He didn't know what a costume designer was, but he knew what Kang Yurong was here for.

What made him angry was that Kang Yurong invited so sincerely, but this "Ms. Wu" never moved: "This old woman, why is the shelf so big?"

Compared with the young man's anxiety, Kang Yurong is much calmer.

Although she couldn't figure out what kind of person Wu Xiuzhi was, the only thing she was sure of was that she was by no means the kind of person who could move with just a few words. Before she came, she didn't have much hope, and she was only waiting for the last death here.

There was a "squeak", and after more than an hour, the door opened.

Wu Xiuzhi looked at Kang Yurong quietly for two seconds, walked out and stood on the street, raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and looked at the bright sun.

Wu Xiuzhi said: "I came out, I saw the sun." ”

Kang Yurong was shocked, she really didn't expect Wu Xiuzhi to be so "obedient" this time. She actually felt like she was crying with joy.

Although Wu Xiuzhi agreed to be Kang Yurong's designer, she did not go to work 9 to 5 in a dress store. Kang Yurong rented her a separate courtyard near the store, so that it was convenient to discuss anything.

Kang Yurong was right, after Wu Xiuzhi's drawings were made into clothes, they were really popular. The number of master tailors in the shop has increased from one to five, but the supply is still in short supply.

On this day, Kang Yurong came to Wu Xiuzhi's residence.

She picked up Wu Xiuzhi's new drawings and said with a smile: "You are really a roundworm in my stomach." I'm still thinking, what we're doing now are all suits with water, can we make some cheongsams and see how the effect is. I haven't said that yet, but you drew it in advance. ”

Wu Xiuzhi's changes are not small.

After living in the small courtyard arranged for her by Kang Yurong, although she still did not go out of the door, she loved to talk and laugh, and when she communicated with Kang Yurong, she would joke from time to time.

Wu Xiuzhi came over with a cup of tea, put it in front of Kang Yurong, and said, "Are you a worm? A person so knowledgeable can actually say such a cheesy thing." I'm called the Prophet of the Unknown, okay?"

"Okay, good, good, unpredictable prophet, unpredictable prophet, right? ”

Kang Yurong put down the drawings, took a sip of tea, and said: "The number of reservations has reached two hundred, and it is still increasing. The masters are working overtime every day, but they are still too busy, and I think we have to hire a few more masters. ”

Wu Xiuzhi pondered for a while and said, "The master's salary is not low, and if you hire one more master, you will have a big expense." Although the profits are relatively good now, in the long run, you will not make any money at all. ”

"The masters are too busy, and the guests are urging day by day. If you don't invite a master, what do you say?" Kang Yurong threw the question to the other party.

Wu Xiuzhi looked at Kang Yurong fixedly and said, "Yurong, have you ever thought about expanding production?"

Kang Yurong replied without hesitation: "Of course I thought about it, otherwise why did I say that I would invite a few more masters?"

Wu Xiuzhi shook his head and said word by word: "I'm not talking about expanding artificial production. ”

"Isn't it artificial?" Kang Yurong couldn't help blinking his eyes twice, guessing, his eyes suddenly lit up, and asked, "Are you talking about a machine?"

"That's right. With a machine, you can mass produce, which is more effective than hiring dozens of masters. Wu Xiuzhi said.

Kang Yurong leaned in front of the other party, knocked on the table and said, "You're right, the textile factory in the east of the city, after the introduction of British looms, can produce hundreds of pieces of cloth a day." It's just that I've heard of looms, but I haven't heard of making clothes machines. ”

Wu Xiuzhi gave her a "lonely" look and smiled: "Of course there is." The dresses sold in the market today are produced in batches by foreign factories. The production of machines can greatly increase the output, so they can not only meet the needs of their own country, but also sell to our China. If we also have a machine, we can not only satisfy our own customers, but also sell to other countries. ”

Kang Yurong suddenly became interested, and was about to ask the other party how he knew so much about it. After thinking about it, it is probably related to Wu Xiuzhi's experience in Shanghai. Therefore, the words came to his lips and he swallowed them back.

Kang Yurong pondered and said: "In this case, you need a formal factory and workers...... That's going to take money, a lot of money. Money is one of the biggest problems. The money that the dress store is making now is a drop in the bucket. ”

Wu Xiuzhi smiled: "As long as you have this idea, you can come slowly, step by step, and no one can eat a fat man in one breath." ”

The two of them began to study carefully.

Coming out of Wu Xiuzhi, it was close to dusk.

Thinking that at this time, he couldn't stay in the store for long, so Kang Yurong called a foreign car and went home directly.

From a distance, she saw a woman in a dress, turning around Ke Mulan's door, and immediately became suspicious in her heart.

Kang Yurong got out of the car and paid for the car. As she turned, she glanced at the woman.

When she looked over, the woman happened to look over too, and the two happened to face each other. The woman is beautiful, young and strange.

Because he didn't know him, Kang Yurong didn't know anything. She was about to open the door and go home, but the woman stopped her.