Gu Yichen picked up a peach and nibbled on one, it was very delicious.

"Although peaches are not plums, it's not good to eat too much," Song Ma couldn't help but remind when she saw that Gu Yichen had already nibbled on a peach.

"I know" Gu Yichen silently retracted the hand that stretched out to grab the peach in front of Mother Song.

Gu Yichen's eyes fell on Mother Song: "Aren't you going to sleep?" ”

"Oh, then I'll go to sleep" Mother Song glanced upstairs and immediately understood her young master's careful thoughts.

Silently yawned and went to rest.

Gu Yichen glanced upstairs and called Gu Jingnian.

"Hey, brother, do you miss me" Gu Jingnian's voice came from the mobile phone.

Gu Yichen's voice was slightly cold, "You are there." ”

"Of course I'm having a good time, brother, do you want to come over?"

Hearing this, Gu Yichen was full of black lines.

Through the distant phone call, Gu Jingnian could feel the low air pressure from his brother, and Gu Jingnian immediately said obediently, "Brother, what are you looking for me." ”

Gu Yichen said: "You immediately contact an expert on lung cancer. ”

"Is my brother swollen, who has lung cancer, cancer is not a minor disease" The person who can help his brother is definitely someone he knows.

Lung cancer is not a disease that can be cured with money and people.

"You don't have to care so much," Gu Yichen hung up the phone after speaking.

Gu Jingnian, who was still in the bar, listened to a busy sound on his mobile phone, and said with a blank face, "After work, my brother doesn't love me anymore." ”

In the study, although Lin Qingyan used to live here, she rarely came to Gu Yichen's study.

Gu Yichen's study, like his bedroom, is very simple and low-key, a typical straight man cancer world.

Lin Qingyan sat on the revolving chair and opened her mother's picture book, the first one was a self-portrait of her mother, followed by the next one was a photo of herself when she was eight years old.

It happened to be her birthday, and her mother drew a sketch.

In the back are some costume designs with mold spots.

My mother studied fashion design when she was young, and she dreamed of becoming a good designer.

It's just that later my mother met Lin Tianwan before she became a designer, and married the negative man under Lin Tianwan's rhetoric, and then my mother devoted herself to the family, and she had herself, and her mother's dream was stranded.

But my mother never gave up on this dream, and drew every inspiration she had in this album.

To this day, these designs are unique, and they are all unique treasures for mothers.

My mother once said, 'Xiaoyan, when you grow up, your mother will design a lot of clothes for you, will you be your mother's model?' ’

At that time, she said immaturely, "Okay, I like to wear clothes designed by my mother." ”

Thinking of this, Lin Qingyan's eyes were a little wet.

Mom's design of these clothes is very different from the clothes I designed, and the clothes designed by Mom are a bit retro.

But now the ancient style has become a popular fashion element today.

Whether it is Chinese or those in the upper class abroad, they like to wear ancient elements.

And mom designed these clothes to fit their theme for the next season.

Lin Qingyan used a sketch pen to copy her mother's design, slightly modified the original drawing, and added embroidery from Suzhou embroidery to the lace sleeves.

Lin Qingyan copied a total of four design drafts for one season.

Except for the revisions of the first draft, everything else remains the same as the mother's design.