After Lin Wei and Yang Qing left, An Hao was still angry, staring at Yang Qing's back and said angrily:

"It's too much of a bully."

Xu Tian was much calmer, dragged her over and said with a smile:

"There are people like this everywhere. Just ignore her. Go try this dress. I think it's good. ”

She pushed the clothes she had just chosen for An Hao into An Hao's hands.

An Hao hugged his clothes, looked at Xu Tian, who was already relaxed, and frowned puzzled.

"Sister Tian, I wonder why you never seem to be angry. My heart and liver hurt now. ”

"What's there to be angry about?"

Xu Tian continued to pick out her own clothes on the shelves.

"You're angry and tormenting yourself, and she can't see it. Why? Besides, it's really not worth being angry about. You'll find out later that this really isn't a big deal. You'll run into more superb, betrayal, hurt, everything. At that time, you will understand that being said by others is really nothing. ”

Xu Tian was quiet and indifferent, but he was stunned.

"Sister Tian, you are not much older than me, why do you seem to have gone through vicissitudes."

After living two lives, what haven't you experienced?

Xu Tian smiled and didn't say much. The two looked at the first floor for a while, and each bought a piece of clothing, because they didn't want to run into Yang Qing again, so they didn't go upstairs to go shopping again, and went directly to the cultural and sports area on the fourth floor to buy some office supplies and went back.

After the office was reorganized, life stopped for a few days. Ji Dongming is still hospitalized, and his parents haven't left yet, but they didn't dare to make trouble again.

After a few days, Du Yuefang also came over from Cloud City.

On the day she arrived, it was Xu Tian who took her to the military compound, and after having a meal, Gu Changqing went to work, and she sent Du Yuefang and An Hao back to the rented place in Anhao.

When they arrived at the rental house, Gu Changqing happened to answer a phone call in the office.

"Really? That's great. I'll wait for you...... When will it arrive? …… Okay, give me a call before you come and I'll pick you up. ”

Hanging up the phone, while he was still thinking about it, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The subordinate pushed the door in, holding a large brown paper envelope in his hand.

"Your letter, Chief."

He handed it over with both hands, and Gu Changqing took it.

After his subordinates left, Gu Changqing picked up the envelope and pinched it, and looked back and forth.

It is not written who sent it, only one address.

It is the address of an office building in the city center.

Tear it open casually, and the contents are extremely simple, and it is a book.

'Silent Years'

At first, he had no impression of the title.

Until you see the signature at the end of the prologue page.

Jiang Ling.

Books he wrote.

His fingertips froze, and he picked up the large envelope he had just set aside and glanced at the address.

This is the address where he works?

After looking at it for a while, he put it down, and there was already a thin haze in his eyes.

His gaze shifted to the signature again.

Then follow the front and look at the text on it.

Suddenly, the dark brown pupils shrank violently.

"One more person would like to thank here. She trusted me, supported me, and encouraged me to fund the publication of the book......"

Sweetie. It's you?

……

"Okay, okay, you and Auntie will live here. Tell me if you have any difficulties. You don't have to worry about this rent, I've already paid it until the end of the year. This is also the welfare of the factory, you don't have to think so much, just live in peace. ”

Xu Tian's words moved Du Yuefang and took her hand to thank her.

Xu Tian didn't say anything, only told An Hao that he would not be in a hurry to go to work in the past two days, and would accompany Du Yuefang around the city to familiarize himself with the environment first.

After saying a few more words, she left.

Looking at the time, she didn't go back to the office, but went to the department store where she went to a few days ago.

For an hour, from downstairs to upstairs, she procured two hands full of loot.

At the last counter, the teller couldn't help but tease her as he looked at the dozen bags she kept at her feet.

"Are you going to get married? Bought so many clothes at once. ”

These are women's clothing.

Xu Tian smiled while taking out the money to pay the bill.

"I'm already married. I just came over, and I didn't bring any old clothes. ”

She casually came up with a reason. The teller's eyes were still wide.

"Then you're having a good day."

The implication is that he is also a rich master, otherwise how could he be so defeated?

Xu Tian handed her the money, took her packed clothes, still raised her lips, and didn't say anything.

After laboriously arranging this pile of clothes, she arrived at the military compound.

Entering the door, emptying the bag of clothes on the couch, she began to get busy.

She bought these for sample reference. To design her own clothes, it is not enough to imagine it out of thin air, this era is the time when all kinds of new things are surging up from the outside and colliding with each other, and she has to make something that is both new and acceptable to the public.

The clothes were piled up on the sofa, she wanted to clean up and go to cook, and then tidy up these at night, but as soon as she got started, she was too invested in forgetting the time, and waited until Gu Changqing came back, she was still lying on the coffee table, drawing artwork.

"The lights aren't on?"

The dim light in the room made Gu Changqing's tone a little cold.

Xu Tian kept staring at the various lines on the paper, and only raised his head when he heard him speak.

"You're back? Oops, I forgot to cook. ”

As soon as she put the pen down and stood up, she felt a sore back and swollen eyes.

Gu Changqing turned on the light, glanced at the messy clothes on the sofa, and knew what she was doing.

After entering the house and changing his shoes, he took off his coat as soon as he put the key down.

"Take a break, I'll come."

Xu Tian happened to have an idea, and he was rushing to the draft, but he was afraid that the inspiration would be interrupted and forgotten at the strongest time, so he didn't refuse, agreed, stretched his waist and sat back again.

I was busy until I ate. She just left the pile of clothes.

When she was eating, she was still thinking about the problem, and she didn't talk much, she just lowered her head and put the food in her mouth, and ate quickly.

Gu Changqing looked at her from time to time, and the words came to his mouth several times, and swallowed them back, and finally only reminded her to eat slowly, so as not to hurt her stomach.

After eating a meal, Gu Changqing washed the dishes, and Xu Tian was also busy.

After packing up and returning to the bedroom, she saw Gu Changqing raising her hand and pressing her back shoulder, so she immediately walked over.

"Shoulder pain again?"

She took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed, knelt behind him, took his hand away, and pressed her own hands on it.

Under the well-proportioned massage, the soreness on the shoulders was suddenly reduced a lot.

"It's already much better, I haven't done much in the past six months, thanks to you."

Since she came to Port City, as long as they are all at home, she has not forgotten to press him for a while at night, then warm it with a towel, and finally put a plaster on it.

This is what an old Chinese medicine doctor told her before, saying that if you persist in this way for a few years, it will have a good effect.

These things are not complicated things. But the difficulty lies in persistence over the years. And she did.

Gu Changqing looked sideways at the woman behind him.

She had just taken a bath, with a faint fragrance, her face was white and pure, her eyebrows were lowered, serious and gentle.

"Britney, I'm ...... today"

The words came to an abrupt end.

Xu Tian was stunned for a moment and raised his eyes to look at him.

"What?"