"Auntie, are you all right?"

This is the third time that Liu Buchou has urged me early in the morning.

I poked my head into the corridor impatiently: "Don't rush anymore, it'll be fine right away." ”

I'm going to watch the exhibition with Liu Buchou today, of course I have to dress up. Since graduating from university, I have basically zero entertainment activities, I have no friends around me, and I am almost out of touch with society when I spend all my days in antique shops.

"I didn't expect Miss An to dress up, and she really looks a little good." Liu Buchou leaned against the counter with the corners of his mouth hooked and looked at me, "Then look at what I look like, I specially chose it in order to conform to the national style." ”

Liu Buchou changed his previous style, wore a new Chinese-style black and red mopping gown, and changed the leather clothes he usually wears to Chinese-style handicap leather clothes.

"It's okay." I pretended not to care and walked over to him, but suddenly remembered something, and turned my head to look at An Hao, who was sitting at the counter, "Good brother, then please help me look after the store." ”

An Hao lowered his head and didn't look at me, didn't say anything, and continued to stare at the newspaper in his hand.

Liu Buchou pointed to Anhao, and whispered in my ear: "He has been reading this newspaper for a morning." ”

I shrugged my shoulders and gave Liu Buchou a look: "Let's go." ”

The exhibition is held in the hotel at the end of the commercial street, and is divided into two parts, first the surrounding sales promotion, and then the catwalk display.

I flipped through the flyers of the event again, and there were really a lot of genuine products on the show, but the appearance and style were relatively ordinary, and a few of them could even be seen as finished products after the second revision.

This kind of behavior is a big taboo in our industry, and after the second creation, it leads to the loss of its own historical value and its own value. What people love is the beauty of antiques after historical changes, and objects like this kind of private alteration can only deceive the kind of little white who has just entered the circle.

But among these antique clothes, there is really one that can catch my eye.

It is a wedding dress from the Qing Dynasty.

According to the picture on the brochure, it is a wedding dress in the early Qing Dynasty, the whole body is made of red silk brocade, and it is also embroidered with three blue embroidery that only nobles have, and the river cliff sea pattern embroidered in three colors of moon white light blue cobalt blue is simply lifelike, the most important thing is that this is a complete set of wedding dresses, and the owner of this wedding dress must be a royal nobleman.

"Give." Approaching the door, Liu Buchou suddenly stuffed me with a boxy white note.

"What is this?" I took it with a blank face, looked at it carefully, and made sure that it was a white A4 piece of paper.

Liu Buchou didn't speak, and handed the white note to the ticket inspector at the door of the hotel.

"Sir, please come in." The security inspector looked at the white piece of paper and handed it back to Liu Buchou, raising his hand to signal him to go inside.

Liu Buchou winked at me, and I followed his example and handed the white note to the ticket inspector.

"Ma'am, please come in."

Liu Buchou hugged my shoulder with a smile and whispered: "The money in the world is too difficult to earn, and my trick is easy to use." ”

I raised my arm and slammed his chest without hesitation, gritted my teeth and whispered, "I'll just say how come you have the money to invite me to watch the show." ”

"Ticket 888, I have to sweep the street for half a month to be able to afford you." Liu looked around casually, patted me on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't be angry, Miss An, didn't we walk in from the gate in the same bright light." ”

"Xiao An!"

A familiar voice came from in front of me, and I tilted my head to see a familiar face near the platform.

"Bai Xiang!"

I was pleasantly surprised to see the girl in front of me, she was my best friend in college and my roommate, I didn't expect to see her here two years after graduation.

But what surprised me the most was that she was wearing the Qing Dynasty wedding dress, and it seemed that she was a model on the show.

"I miss you so much, Ann." Bai Xiang hugged me into his arms, but I didn't expect her to be so good after not seeing her for a few years.

"How did you become a model?" I smiled and pinched her face, "But your face and body are indeed more than enough to be a model." ”

Bai Xiang pointed to the antique clothes on his body and continued: "Isn't it that I want to make money, if I don't make six hundred yuan a day, I won't make it for nothing." ”

This antique dress has faded more seriously than in the picture, and has faded from the original red to orange, but the three blue embroidery on it is still very well preserved.

"Six hundred!" Liu Buchou on the side exclaimed after hearing this.

"Aren't you a model on the runway?" Bai Xiang asked Liu Buchou with a surprised expression.

"He's my friend, and he's coming with me to see the exhibition today." I smiled awkwardly and explained to Bai Xiang, "By the way, my antique shop is also on this commercial street, so I have time to play." ”

"Xiao An, what's the situation?" Bai Xiang winked at me mysteriously, and gestured a few words with his mouth, 'Boyfriend?' ’

"Not really." I waved my hand again and again and explained, "Friends." ”

"That's right." Liu Buchou put his hand on my shoulder again, deliberately bent down against my head and said to Bai Xiang with a smile, "We are really friends." ”

"Fuck off." I immediately pushed Liu Buchou's arm away, and emphasized to Bai Xiang with a serious face, "It's just an ordinary friend." ”

"Okay, I get it." Bai Xiang smiled at his aunt who only watched dramas, and waved his hand at the two of us with a smile, "I have to go and prepare first, and I'll see you in the show later." By the way, we'll have to get together in the evening. ”

"Then we have to get together and come directly to my store in the evening." I gestured with my hand to 'ok' and watched her go backstage.

At that moment, the loudspeaker in the hall also sounded.

"Guests, please go to the National Color Hall and take your seat, the national style catwalk will start in twenty minutes."

We followed the flow of people to the National Color Hall, and the light in the hall created the artistic conception of flowing ink, and the model walked on the long catwalk as if it were a figure in an ink painting.

Before the show started, Bai Xiang sent a message telling me that she was the 16th to appear, and asked me to remember to shoot a video for her. I sat in the audience and suddenly remembered my college days, when Bai Xiang was also performing on stage, and I took pictures of her offstage. Two years later, I'm still her most loyal fan offstage.

Liu Buchou yawned beside me and looked at his watch impatiently: "How long will it take to finish." ”

I held my mobile phone at the catwalk, vowing to take a picture of Bai Xiang's most beautiful appearance.

"If I knew it was so boring, I wouldn't have come." Liu Buchou supported his chin with his hand and tilted his head to look at me, "I knew I would let you come alone." ”

"It's out, it's out." I was so excited that I patted Liu Buchou's arm, changed hands and pressed the shutter frantically.

Just as Bai Xiang walked to my side, I was so excited that I whispered to her, 'Come on'. She looked at me and forced a smile.

"Something is wrong." I put down my phone and looked at Bai Xiang's back.

"There's something wrong." Liu Buchou was upright, and also looked sideways at Bai Xiang, "Her face is like a dead man's face." ”

The top light hit Bai Xiang's face, and at that moment, her face was pale like a puppet doll that had been manipulated.

"Bang-"

The crowd suddenly became chaotic, and just as Bai Xiang walked to the end of the catwalk, she fell straight backwards.

"Artificial respiration! Kombat 120! ”

"How did you suddenly pass out? She...... She doesn't seem to be breathing! ”

"How did her body end up like this?"

I stumbled through the crowd and walked over, Bai Xiang's antique clothes had been taken off and thrown aside, and the bare arms and legs were like skin and bones.

Her cheeks were sunken and deformed, her body was skinny, I couldn't believe everything in front of me, how could someone who was alive and well in the morning become like this at noon, she was now more like a skeleton shelf that had been sucked by monsters.

I suddenly stared at the antique clothes that had been thrown aside.

I feel like the orange on it is getting redder.