In Han Luoli's twenty-seven years of cognition, such a thing as sewing clothes is an unfamiliar word that appears for the first time. Although I have experienced a lot of difficult things since I was a child, I have never had a shortage of food and clothing, and it can even be said to be a luxury.

A broken garment will not be given a second chance for him to wear it. And by his side, no one ever said to him more seriously: I'll sew it for you.

There seems to be an emotional overflow in the chest, and that feeling is called "home".

Han Luoli had been leaning against the door, clasping his hands on his chest, and standing in a trance.

When he came back to his senses, Gu Xiaoer had already turned out the needle and thread, sat cross-legged on the bed, and sewed it up really carefully in the light of the lamp.

Drop the needle, raise the needle, and occasionally rub the head, and the professional appearance is very much like the mother's generation.

Han Luoli was moved for a moment, stepped onto the bed in two steps, hugged Gu Xiaoer tightly behind his back, put his head on her neck, Xingchen's eyes narrowed, enjoying the quiet happiness of this moment.

"Xiaoer, when I'm ready, I will definitely tell you everything......" He said to himself silently in his heart, "When the time comes, you must not be angry with me, okay......"

Soon, Gu Xiaoer shook his neck, shook his shoulders to let Han Luoli go, and showed him the sewn clothes as if offering treasures: "Sewn up, look!" ”

Han Luoli, who was immersed in happiness, slowly opened his eyes, and when his eyes fell on the suit jacket, his dark eyes changed several times, and finally turned into a "poof" and laughed.

"Baby......" He is innocent of accusation, can he say that this sewing is the same as a dog's gnaw? The black suit is sewn with white rope, and the thread is not caught in the dark layer, but is exposed in a bent posture.

It was clearly such a volunteering and professional invincible posture just now, how did it turn out...... So unexpected?

"Hey, what's that look at you?" She covered her mouth, still unconvinced.

"Baby, in the future, if this kind of physical work is handed over to others to do, how can I be willing to let you do it yourself?"

"Are you disgusted that I don't look good at sewing? Yes, I don't have a black line! She crossed her hands on her waist and argued: "Anyway, your clothes are not worth a few dollars, don't be too demanding about workmanship or anything!" ”

"Don't force it, don't force it......" Han Luoli said extremely sincerely.

Before dawn, the annoying ringtone of the mobile phone broke the good dream of the morning, and the white and tender little hand stretched out from the quilt to find the source of the sound, all kinds of groping.

Suddenly, the phone seemed to stop ringing, and the earpiece was placed next to the ear, and suddenly there was an energetic voice over there.

"Xiaoer, you haven't forgotten what day it is!" Ai Le's excited voice reached the ears of Gu Xiaoer, who was sleepy, through his mobile phone.

“…… Well. "I finally answered, but in fact, I was out of the world.

"Gu Xiaoer! Hear it or not! The other person raised his voice.

"Okay...... Okay......" perfunctory answer, completely meaningless.

"Gu Xiaoer, wake up quickly! You have an hour to go back to school, or I'll go to your house and you!" "Deafening sound.

"Okay, Xiao Er, she knows!" An elegant, magnetic male voice came out of the cello, piercing through the phone to Elle's place.

“！” What a situation! How can there be a man's voice?

Ai Le looked confused, and when he spoke again, the other party had already hung up, Gu Xiaoer, I must have skinned you alive today!