Jiayi is busy further refining the cooperation content of the reading project, the development of activity packages and peripheral products should be put on the agenda, and it has also specially created an event publicity area and a signature card of art masters to display the project, and at the same time attract more customers to become members of the reading salon.

Ding Siyao pointed to the clause that "the girl in the flower room will provide the venue and designated drinks for free" and said: "For the project, this is indeed attractive, but we don't want it to be too commercial. ”

"I know, but if the book club is to continue to operate, we must have a symbiotic and win-win relationship, the most important thing is that you need to have confidence in me, I will not rush for quick success and smash the brand, I want this project to be maintained well and healthily more than you, so all the terms are based on the fact that it will not cause too commercial experience to reading."

"Of course I believe you, I will look at the terms again with my colleagues, and if there is no problem, we will sign it." Ding Siyao said with a smile: "Sometimes I really feel that those who do commercial art are not with you, it's a pity." ”

"Those who do commercial art?" Jia Yi couldn't help but ask.

Ding Siyao immediately said, "Oh...... I mean you're very business-minded. ”

Her flickering words made Jia Yi even more curious, but before she could ask in detail, Yuan Yuan was accompanied by Fang Quan into the store, and as soon as she entered the door, she shouted at Jia Yi with a wide open voice: "Liang Jiayi, said that you will go to the wedding dress shop today?" ”

Jia Yi hurriedly responded, and said to Ding Siyao: "Celia is sorry, let's talk about the details another day." ”

"Your friend is getting married, huh?" Ding Siyao said curiously.

Jia Yi nodded.

"I'm so happy, I haven't attended a domestic wedding since I returned to China!"

"If you're interested, you can come here, right this month!"

"Really? That's great! Ding Siyao jumped up excitedly.

Jia Yi looked at her and said with a shy face: "Actually, I'm about to get married too!" ”

"Huh?" Ding Siyao suddenly quieted down, and looked at Jia Yi in surprise, as if she couldn't bear to believe it.

Seeing Ding Siyao away, Jia Yi accompanied Yuanyuan to the wedding dress shop.

With its milky white walls and soft warm light, the bridal shop always creates a dreamy feel that makes people forget the reality of the marriage itself.

Countless women's expectations for love will be condensed in this pure white and elegant, Zhang Ailing once said that the clothes carry a pocket drama, so the moment a woman puts on a wedding dress, is she acting the opening or ending of love?

"Jiayi, is it good-looking?" Yuanyuan's call interrupted the contemplative Jiayi, and she immediately stepped forward, looked at the puffy wedding dress, and said, "It's beautiful, just enough to cover your belly!" ”

Yuanyuan couldn't help but touch her bulging lower abdomen and said, "Maybe it's just once in a lifetime, I can't wear my favorite fishtail wedding dress!" ”

"Maybe I can wear it for you!" Jia Yi specially picked out a fishtail wedding dress wrapped in breasts, put it on her body, and looked up and down.

"You want to marry Gao Qu?!" Yuanyuan's eyes widened and she asked in surprise.

"That's right! Why are you all reacting so strangely? ”

"I'm not surprised, I'm so excited! Who's weird? Could it be that Qiao Le knew before me again? ”

Jia Yi shook her head with a smile and said, "I haven't mentioned it to Qiao Le yet, I'm talking about Ding Siyao, who just told me about things upstairs, and she was so surprised that she seemed to be disappointed when she heard that I was going to get married." ”

"Ding Siyao? Did you know her before? ”

Jia Yi shook her head and said, "She is a local, I haven't been back to N City for a long time, and I have only made friends with a few of you, are you college classmates?" It's impossible, you know all your college classmates! ”

"It can't be a college classmate, but ...... Is it possible that she knew about you in college or knew any of your friends, and heard that you opened a store in Nanbin, so she came to you? ”

Jia Yi still shook her head and said, "No, she came back from abroad, even if she knows friends, she ......" She suddenly stopped, looked at herself in the mirror, and came up with an extremely familiar name in her mind - Mark.

"What's wrong, Jiayi?"

"Ding Siyao should be ......" The wedding dress in her hand slowly fell, and she murmured, "She should be related to Mark." ”

"Mark?" Yuanyuan was even more surprised when she heard this name, and said: "Mark didn't go abroad...... As soon as she said it, she suddenly realized, and couldn't help frowning, and said: "But even if she is related to Mark, it shouldn't mean anything, right?" ”

"Of course it doesn't mean anything!" Jia Yi immediately denied it, but she didn't have the heart to try on the wedding dress anymore, she just looked at Yuanyuan and said, "This one is pretty good now." ”

Yuanyuan also saw that something was wrong with Jia Yiqing, but she couldn't ask questions, so she had to continue the topic and said, "When is your wedding with Gao Qu?" ”

Jia Yi's eyes drifted around, and said, "I'm not sure yet, but it should be soon!" ”

"It's all because the child grows up too fast, otherwise our wedding should be able to be held together!"

"I'm in a hurry with him, and I guess I'm going to be in a hurry to get married, it's a good thing that you didn't catch us!"

"Why did you decide to get married in a hurry?"

"Because of my aunt's illness, we wanted to get the wedding done before the old man's memory faded."

"So, you actually got married because of Gao Qu's mother's illness?"

Jia Yi nodded.

"But...... Are you really sure? Yuanyuan couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"What's not sure, didn't you decide to marry Fang Quan just because of your child?"

"It's different, the child is part of my love with him, but ...... Gao Qu's mother is not directly related to your love...... Are you just ...... on impulse" Yuanyuan looked at Jia Yi, who was stunned, and couldn't bear to continue.

Jia Yi recalled that day when she received the good news of Yuanyuan's marriage proposal, she ran to Xiaoshilou in the rain and said that she promised to marry him, this is not an impulse or anything, but she does love him, if you can get married if you love each other, this decision does not seem to be so unbearable to test.

But she began to waver at first, looking blankly at the hanging wedding dresses around her, and suddenly felt that it was not people who were to be married, but these textiles, which with their light textures constructed such a dreamy plot, but manipulated people to interpret this drama that did not know whether it was the beginning or the end......

After accompanying Yuanyuan to pick out the wedding dress, Jia Yi returned to the store, Yu Ran handed over some sketches, and said, "This is Miss Ding asked someone to send it, saying that it is a work related to the theme of next month's reading club, let you take a look." ”

Jia Yi felt strange, Ding Siyao didn't mention this matter at all in the morning, but she sent someone to send it over in the afternoon, and she had already said that she had no ability to appreciate it at all.

Puzzled, she flipped through the works, almost all of them were abstract paintings that she couldn't read, only the exaggerated and dizzy colors and bold lines on the paper, which gave her goosebumps all over her body.

Just as she was about to put it away, she caught a glimpse of a slightly clean and delicate work, which she carefully pulled out, and on it was a white rose, but in it hidden a human face, a woman's side face—a very similar face!

Suddenly, she let go of her hand in a panic, and all the drawings fell to the ground, as if they had broken a large puddle of paint, breaking through their respective boundaries and spreading towards the painting, as if to soak in the same chaos and complexity.

Yu Ran also walked over when he heard the movement, and asked, "What's wrong, Jia Yi?" ”

She didn't reply, she just crouched down and picked up the sketch again, trying to identify it, but there was no signature on it, the only work that was not signed.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Yu Ran asked again.

Jia Yi didn't know when he had clenched his fists, put it to his mouth and bit it, biting out teeth marks of different shades, shaking his head vigorously, and finally said, "I want to go back to the apartment first!" ”

After speaking, before Yu Ran could react, she had already stood up and ran out of the store.

Jia Yi, who returned to the apartment, didn't have time to say hello to Aunt Li, who had just been discharged from the hospital, and quickly went upstairs, she pushed open the door, lay on the ground, rummaged in the corner under the table, and finally found a gift box covered with dust.

She searched for the crumpled canvas again, and she finally knew where that familiarity came from—the almost identical side face.

The wave of memories rolled in again, and this time it seemed that it had been full of momentum for nearly half a year, engulfing her with a mountain of air......

It turned out that Mark left half a year ago. (To be continued.) )