The night is getting deeper, and the inky black night has long been lit up by colorful neon lights.

Cutting the last bit of silver thread in his hand, Roy finally put down the needle and thread.

Reaching out to smooth the folds on her long veil, she retreated half a meter away.

Seeing that two more delicate and delicate patterns had been added to the mopping yarn, she couldn't help but be gratified.

It's good that we're one step closer to the final success.

There are still 25 patterns left this morning, 2 are now completed, and the last 23 are still missing. At this rate, it should take another 11 days to complete all the patterns.

For 11 days, which happened to be the end of the month, everything went according to her plan.

That's great!

With a smile on her lips, she stood quietly for a long time and then stepped forward, stretching out her slender onion-white fingertips, from top to bottom, gently brushing over the special fabric of the gown.

The first point that falls from the fingertips is on the light veil under the model's collarbone.

The moon-white light yarn is made of a W-shaped characteristic cut collar, with a soft translucent crescent white yarn, which is elasticated and clustered into undulating romantic wavy lines.

A few diamonds are embellished with lustrous pearls, which meander into an elegant galaxy under the undulating waves.

Along this tortuous and brilliant galaxy, you will come to Yingying's grip that deliberately highlights the slender waistline, then to the delicate pattern that shimmers with a little bit of crystal, and finally, the romantic long yarn that is more than a meter wide.

Such an evening dress where nobility and elegance coexist is so ingenious.

Just one glance makes people fall in love with it easily.

Yes, it is an evening dress, but it can also be said to be a very romantic holy wedding dress.

Wedding dress...

yes, wedding dresses.

Putting on a beautiful wedding dress and walking into the auditorium with the person you love most is the best dream and longing of many girls' lives.

Of course, she had dreamed of it too.

At that time, she even thought that she would put on a holy white veil for him, and spend a long, short, and happy life with him from then on.

I never thought that this dream, which had kept her in fantasy, would shatter so quickly.

It's fragile, fragile ...

The vision gradually blurred, and the mist gradually spread, and they silently converged, as if they were about to burst out immediately.

Tilting her head up, she let these sudden melancholy and sorrow retreat against the current, and let them return to the long-dusted corner of her heart, and be dusty again.

She didn't want to cry.

It's all in the past, isn't it?

She had already let it go, but why did she still think about it?

However, people always have feelings.

What's more, it was the first love that I loved deeply, and it was my first love that was emotionally budding.

Who can really say let go and let go?

Fragile, sad, captive at this very moment.

In the dead of night, when the curtain is like water, let her indulge occasionally and lick the wound that seems to have healed long ago...

Slowly squatting down, burying her head in her knees, she hugged herself, but there were no tears in her eyes...

I don't know how long it took, but she felt her legs a little numb before she slowly stood up.

An unrealistic dream is just a dream after all, so it's time to wake up.

Closing her eyes, she took a few deep breaths and began to adjust her emotions.

A little calmer, she packed up her things on the table, then grabbed her bag and went out the door.

The door was shut, and in the quiet studio, only the white veil that shimmered in the light was left.

Walking out of the door of the building, a cold night breeze blew in her face, and she pulled up the scarf around her neck, covering most of her palm-sized face, revealing only two eyes that had just been soaked in the mist and brightened.

There was still some melancholy in her heart, so she chose to hike.

Walking alone in the brilliant world of neon, she is lonely and thin, which seems to be incompatible with such noise.

But soon, she became out of place and was swallowed up by the bustling world.

It's like a small piece of dusty sand, thrown into the endless and magnificent sea, without a trace of ripples and waves.

With her feet stepping on the blazing halo on the ground, when she returned to the dormitory arranged by the company, it was already the middle of the night.

opened the door, turned on the light, put on a fluffy cotton slipper, and when she raised her eyes, she found that on the locker at the entrance, there was a black and pink polka dot gift bag, and a very beautiful bow was tied in the upper left corner of the bag, and on it, a small pink and purple card was hung.

Book:

Loy (receiving)

If you look closely, there is a beige post-it note attached to it.

Obviously, this was added later.

Loy: I heard it was given to you by a handsome man who has admired you for a long time. So remember, tomorrow you have to tell me what a handsome man he is, and besides, you have to tell me what gift he gave you (bad laughs)

Anna

This guy is Skin.

With a barely visible smile, she picked up the bag and looked at it, and sure enough, there was a beautifully sealed bag inside the bag, so she didn't know what it was.

Forget it, let's see it later.

Back in her room, she casually put the bag on the dresser, took her clothes and went to the bathroom.

She needed to take a hot shower and rinse away all the inexplicable sentimentality she had just had.

She is still the same cold and indifferent her.

Wrapped in a bathrobe and wiping her hair, she sat down on the dresser.

After brushing her damp hair over her shoulders, she gently patted the moisturizing toner onto her face, then took the bottle of "Moisturizing Pearls" that was about to bottom, applied it gently as usual, and finally patted it gently to increase the skin's absorption of skincare products.

Okay, now let's see what kind of gift it is.

Taking the bag out of the polka dot bag, she pulled the ribbon on it and opened it.

When she saw the three delicate and familiar bottles inside, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Because inside, there is a 500ml bottle of honey, a 300ml bottle of olive oil, and a 100ml bottle of new "condensed pearls".

Reaching out and taking out the bottle of "Moist as a Pearl", she placed it with the bottle that was about to run out.

Two bottles that are exactly the same, the only difference is the number of pearls in their bottles.

There is no need to guess at all, this must have been sent by Yu Yuanyao.

No wonder, no wonder he asked her for a detailed address that day, it turned out that it was to give her this gift.

He took out the olive oil and honey from the bag, along with a small beige card inside.

Roy:

I have said that this gift carries my wishes for you. I hope to be healthy, sweet, beautiful, and always with you.

This is my wish and my wish to you.

Far away

When he first gave her this gift, she kept these words he had said to her personally.

Yu Yuanyao...

Gently touching the new bottle of "condensed as a pearl", Luo Yi's heart was even more chaotic...

If Yu Yuanyao and Mu Danchen were put on the same scale, she would still feel that Mu Danchen's weight would be heavier at noon.

But now, she didn't dare to be so sure...

It's not because he gave her such a gift that she likes very much, but because she has a good impression of him, so that she can't figure it out herself...

How should she choose?

Or... Forget it...