I slowly woke up from my sleep and looked at myself naked. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Remembering everything from last night, he looked at the empty space around him.

I heard the sound of sparse water, and I looked slowly.

She was taking a shower, and I could see her faint flesh on the frosted clear glass.

As I listened closely, I could hear her humming songs.

The sound of the water stopped, and I knew she was coming out.

I immediately adjusted to a more comfortable position and continued to pretend to sleep.

And she opened the bathroom door and walked out in a few steps.

She picked up her phone and dialed the number.

A few seconds later.

"Manager, can I take a leave of absence today?" she said.

"I knew it was a bit sudden, and I had to take a leave of absence the next day. But I really couldn't come, something happened at home. She said.

It seems that she said to rest last night, which is false.

And now I wake up and think about asking for leave.

"Thank you so much, I'm really sorry. She hung up the phone.

He continued to hum with a happy face, and then took a few steps to my side.

I could feel what she was holding, it seemed to be my purse.

I heard the sound of my homemade cowhide wallet opening.

The iron buckle of this wallet is homemade, with two layers of magnet buckles.

The moment it is opened, it makes a crisp sound.

Is she going to take the money and leave? Or something.

My mind was spinning over whether it was time to wake up right away.

But after thinking about it for a moment, I decided to continue the disguise.

I heard her snort coldly and say, "What a tailor." ”

I knew she saw the business card in my wallet.

The scene that followed was a hot slap.

Lying on the bed, I was directly beaten into a daze.

I opened my eyes and looked at her.

She took my wallet and yelled at me, "Luqiao, you have so many bank cards. Do you say you have no money? Do you do all those things that steal bank cards? And tailor, you're a liar. ”

I said in a daze, "What do you want?"

"So how do you explain that. "She threw my bank cards out one by one.

There are more than a dozen, of course, in addition to bank cards, there are also various recharge cards.

I straightened up half from the bed and said, "Am I not a tailor? I have seven days to make a suit." Some people, because they don't want to wait, will stuff me with some gifts when I tailor my clothes. Of course, other tailors accept it, doesn't it seem unprofessional if I don't accept it?"

"Gifts, are you a corrupt official, and you can also receive gifts by making a dress?" she slapped me again almost subconsciously, and slapped me in the face again.

It hurts.

"Did you say you were out there robbing and killing, and then you couldn't stay and ran back?" she cried.

"I've been gone for eight years, yes, but I can't be that bad, right?" I said.

Then the reminiscences began.

。。。。。。

Then.

I'm five and she's eight.

Every day after that, we would meet on the bench.

Talking about the world, year after year.

Available from after elementary school.

I went to junior high school, and she went to high school.

I went to high school and she went to college.

We are forever three years away.

I went to her university, Jingdezhen College.

I was a freshman and she was a senior.

Grass in front of the school playground.

I confessed.

Two people are attached to each other to discuss this present, past, and future.

Discuss everything after this.

Whether the family will have a cat or a dog in the future.

The bathroom is a shower or a bidet.

Whether the toothbrush is electric or manual.

The child is male or female.

But the good times didn't last long.

My dad committed suicide the day before I graduated from my sophomore year.

Committed suicide by jumping off a building during working hours.

I later learned that a university professor in a county town was asked to raise a child.

The salary is simply not enough for me to eat, drink, and study.

He barely rested, lecturing everywhere.

But there were not many people in the county town who needed to listen to those profound philosophies, and he borrowed all the money he could.

I even signed a loan shark to have my carefree every day.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and looked at me, who was already an adult, and chose to be relieved.

He left me a letter telling me not to go looking for my birth mother or something.

I still remember the most sentences: "Don't blame anyone, this world must be cruel and unacceptable, but it has simply existed for thousands of years." ”

I was laughing at the time that a suicide note written by a university professor was so cultured.

And I didn't cry, I didn't even go to him. Maybe it's rebellion, but it's one of the few regrets in my life.

I heard that his body was left unclaimed in the morgue for a month, and it was only later that a loan shark chased him after him and found that he was cremated.

After that she graduated.

She chose to become a flight attendant and reenrolled in etiquette school.

And I chose to see her parents when I didn't need to.

Her parents entertained me, and one day his father took me to drink a lot of wine.

Of course, his parents asked me about the situation of my family, and after three rounds of drinking, I told all my stories.

I was a sophomore. No money, no jobs.

Fatherless, motherless, and not even a little planned for the future.

She was pushed off to buy fruit, and then I experienced the worst ten minutes of my life.

Although her father didn't say a word about me, he kept mentioning that she needed to find a better partner in the future.

And her mom kept mentioning everything I had now, how far from what they expected.

I was on the verge of a breakdown when his dad pulled into my family again.

At that moment, I really wondered, is it so difficult for a single-parent family to even get married?

They didn't even ask how we met and how we fell in love.

"Leave my daughter, if you are really good for her. Her mother said.

I was silent until she came back again, happy with the fruit but not knowing anything.

And in front of her, her parents changed their faces again.

After that day, I cut off all contact.

I left a letter to the effect that I would be back the day I became captain.

Then I dropped out of school and left Jingdezhen.

Because my father jumped off the building when he went to work again, the school gave me a pension to compensate my father.

And the loan shark also came to the door for this, fortunately there was no danger.

I used the pension to buy a one-way ticket to London.

Why is it a one-way trip, because the money is only enough for me to go but I can't come back.

I'm going to learn to fly while I'm going to do it, and my English is good.

I set my sights on the Pulford Flying Academy in London.

But when I arrived, I found that everything was different from what I imagined.

Originally, I thought that the moon in foreign countries was relatively round, and the conditions would definitely be a little better than those in China.

But it is the Pulford Flight Academy in London, the most famous flying school in London.

200 trainees, only 15 aircraft.

If you learn to fly at your own expense, you will have to pay for the fuel yourself.

I persevered for half a year, learned all the theories and passed the exam.

When it was my turn to test fly, I gave up, and I needed at least 500 hours of theoretical flight time to graduate.

And the fuel cost of these 500 hours is simply not something that I can make up for by doing odd jobs during my breaks.

If I continue, then probably only more money is owed.

ended up in the same fate as my father, and I had to give up.

Later, when I was destitute, I stared at the suit in the window on Savile Row.

But I was discovered by Mr. Bailey, and I remember when he asked me if I wanted to study.

I replied "yes"

Then he shook his head and said, "have.no.money"

But he took me into his shop.

。。。。。。

"Luqiao, where have you been for the past eight years. You make it clear to me. She said anxiously.

I looked out the window at the good weather and said, "Let's go to the park, I'll say slowly." ”

She put the floral dress back on her body from top to bottom, threw me a pack of underwear she had just bought, and said, "Go take a shower and go home with me in the evening." My parents want to see you, and they're curious about where you've been for the past eight years. Let's talk about it together at night, I can't make it up to kill you. ”

I was stunned and smiled wryly.

It seems that she called before I woke up.

With some anger, I almost yelled at her parents about what happened to me that night eight years ago.

Then she just looked at me.

I calmed down and said sorry.

She said slowly, "I already knew about this, but you were already gone when I went to look for you. ”

I was silent.

"My parents thought about it for a long time that night and felt like they had gone too far. They just lack their own person to oversee the factory of the printing house, and they originally planned to raise you as half a son until graduation to inherit the factory. It's a pity that you are gone, and when I went to look for you, I found out that you had dropped out of school, and there was no news except for a letter. She said.

"So you, wait until now?" I said, puzzled.

"For eight years, I gave up the opportunity to be a flight attendant. I worked as a flower arranger at the flower shop diagonally across Park Road, and I looked forward to the gate of the park every day. I saw you almost at a glance yesterday, dressed like a fool. She said.

Is eight years a long time? It could be just a moment.

In the afternoon, the hearty meal may still be the same as it was eight years ago.

It's just that her parents are much older, and she still goes out to buy fruit like she did eight years ago.

Of course, her parents' inquiries were much gentler, and this time they didn't mention anything about me.

Instead, I talked about the causes and consequences of these eight years.

His dad smiled and said, "Custom suits?"

"Yes. I said.

"Is there a future?" the said, then covering her mouth again, realizing that she had said it wrong.

All I had left was a wry smile.

Half a year later.

We got married.

But the clothes were all designed by me.

My suit is naturally top-quality, but the wedding dress is different.

I had this idea seven years ago in London's Seville Row.

It is the clothes of the wedding bride.

White patches of cloth lay on the floor, and silvery white metal scales.

There is also an extra-long red rope at the front, which is fifty or sixty meters long.

Made from Beijing by air to Jingdezhen.

This outfit can only be used once, and the bride will not be able to wear it until the wedding day. You can't try it on because it takes half a day to wear it once.

You can't wear a single piece of clothing inside of this wedding dress.

Pieces of cloth and silvery scales were lifted from the ground and put on red rope.

Slowly hung on her.

When they were finally tied together, half a day had passed.

It was an astonishment.

The silver-white wedding dress, you can faintly see red lines running through it when you walk.

At the end of the thread, a bow is tied on the chest.

With 10cm heels, it is 180cm.

Almost side by side with me.

With every step, you can hear the sound of silver-white metal scales tapping.

On your wedding day, it's like a queen in armor.

Her parents were smiling happily.

The wedding is over.

I dragged her to the cave room.

On a silvery white platform.

I gently pulled the bow open, and the red rope slid into nothingness and flew up and down.

Thousands of silver scales and white cloth fell.

Knocking on the silver platform of the ground, like a heavenly sound.

All I had in front of me was her ketones, nothing more.

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