"Comrade Qin Zheng, I've missed you so much since we last met in Tibet...hiss!"

Gu Jin gasped.

He threw the letter in front of Qin Zheng and asked through gritted teeth: "Tell me the truth, when did you hook up with someone outside?"

What is hooking up?

Qin Zheng caught the letter thrown to him with a confused look on his face. He took a look at it and the densely packed words on it made him feel dizzy.

"can't read."

He said lazily and threw the letter back to Gu Jin.

Gu Jin was stunned.

"Hey, you don't understand, right?"

He simply got straight to the point, unfolded the letter, and read it seriously:

"Comrade Qin Zheng, I miss you so much since we parted in Tibet. I wonder how you are doing. I can't forget the sunset we saw on the vast and distant Tibet line, and I can't forget your tall and broad back. When you see this letter, I will have returned to the provincial capital, and I look forward to the day when you and I meet again!"

Looking forward to the day when you and I meet again?

When Qin Zheng heard this, his eyebrows twitched uncontrollably.

Gu Jin still stared at the letter with eyes wide open in disbelief, muttering: "Qin Zheng, you are really capable. We watched the sunset together, and saw your tall and broad back. I am still looking forward to the day when we meet again! Tell the truth! Who did you offend outside?"

Qin Zheng frowned, "No."

"No one wrote to you?"

“It’s wrong.”

"You're talking nonsense, your name is right here!" Gu Jin excitedly shook the letter in his hand. Did she think he was blind?

Qin Zheng was speechless.

He raised his hand lightly and took the letter from Gu Jin's hand, tore it into pieces in a few seconds, and stuffed them into Gu Jin's pocket casually.

Gu Jin was shocked, "..."

What is this operation?

"First, I don't know who wrote this letter, but I feel it is a trouble. Second, you are not allowed to tell my wife about this, so as not to cause her trouble." Qin Zheng said with a serious face.

Gu Jin scratched the back of his head in confusion, "You really don't know who wrote it?"

"How should I know?"

"Tibet... should be the last time you went west, right?" Gu Jin seemed to remember something and patted his shoulder with a hint of gloating: "Qin Zheng, we have worked together for so many years, and that was the only time I didn't follow you. What happened to you in the west?"

Qin Zheng's face turned slightly cold.

"You seem to be very interested in my personal feelings?" He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Gu Jin, with a hint of coldness in the corners of his eyes.

Gu Jin's smile froze, "Haha...haha, am I not concerned about your relationship with Ye Yun?"

"It's obvious to you?"

“…”

Gu Jin pursed his lips and said, okay, just treat him as someone who is not your business and don't worry about it.

However, he was really curious about who wrote this letter to Qin Zheng. Could it be that the person who had tried so hard to stop them when they retreated...

"It's time. I'm going to pick up my wife."

Qin Zheng stood up from the wall he was leaning against, brushed off the dust on his body, and walked towards the 28-inch bicycle parked not far from the roadside.

Gu Jin quickly stepped on the pedal and hurriedly followed: "Wait for me!"

Qin Zheng had just mounted his bicycle when he saw Gu Jin following him with a smile. He immediately frowned in displeasure, "What are you going to do?"

"Hey, I'll pick up your wife too."

“…”

Bang!

Qin Zheng kicked him, and Gu Jin and his car fell into the ditch beside him. It took him a long time to get up. He shouted at Qin Zheng's departing back, all wet, "Qin Zheng! You bastard who values women over friends!"

Qin Zheng pedaled faster than anyone else.

Want to pick up my wife?

You are nothing!

…

Here, Ye Yun handed the store over to Tian Xiaohui and went to the previous clothing store.

There was still only Bingge in the store. He thought someone was here to buy clothes, but when he saw it was her, he hurriedly came out from behind the sewing machine enthusiastically.

"Sister, you are finally here."

Brother Bing's face was full of joy, which made Ye Yun a little surprised.

She looked around the store and didn't see her clothes. She couldn't help wondering, "Brother Bing, haven't my clothes been made yet?"

“It’s done!”

The soldier was in a good mood and pulled Ye Yun inside. Then he took out a polka-dot long skirt from the bottom of a pile of clothes. The style and fabric were exactly the one Ye Yun ordered.

He made this dress on an expedited basis.

After Ye Yun left that day, he was still very excited. After making coarse cloth clothes for so many years, he finally saw a new style. For him, it was like finding a great sense of novelty.

"Girl, do you like it?"

As the soldier spoke, he pressed the finished skirt against Ye Yun.

Ye Yun has fair skin, so any color of clothes can look good on her. The white dress with black polka dots makes her look as gentle and graceful as a lotus emerging from water.

The soldier was full of praise.

It looks good. It’s really good looking.

But whether it looks good or not is not up to him alone. He looked at Ye Yun with expectant eyes, wanting to hear what Ye Yun thought.

This dress was designed by Ye Yun.

It's her credit that it looks good.

Ye Yun twisted the skirt and tried it on her body twice. She felt the size was okay, and the hem and waist were just right.

She smiled with satisfaction and said, "Sure, Brother Bing, your skills are quite impressive."

The soldier slapped his head and said, "Well, the style you gave me is still the best looking!"

"That's right."

Ye Yun looked around the store and asked in confusion, "Didn't I ask you to make one and hang it in the store to try to sell it? Why don't I see it?"

Or did he think the price was too high so he simply didn't buy it?

"You don't know this!" The soldier was so excited when he talked about this. He came close to her and whispered in a low voice: "I made two pieces of this dress for you. I hung them up the next day. Guess what happened?"

"What?"

“I was spotted that same day!”

The soldier patted his chest, very excited.

Ye Yun laughed, "What happened next?"

"That person wanted to buy both of them, but I refused. One of them is yours, and I have to wait for you to take it." The soldier said, "But guess how much I paid for that one!"

"How much is it?"

"Guess what." The soldier said in a roundabout way, looking at her with a smile, "Sister, if you guess it right, I'll give you a big commission!"

oh?

Ye Yun thought for a moment and said a number: "Twelve?"

"wrong."

“Is it high or low?”

"Too low!" The soldier looked at her with sparkling eyes, full of expectation.

Too low... Ye Yun thought that the price was already too high, and after thinking for a while, she asked again: "Fifteen?"

“It’s still too low!”

Still too low?!

Ye Yun was slightly surprised. A skirt that costs fifteen yuan has already exceeded the consumption concept of most people, but it is still lower?

So how much was this guy sold for?

"twenty!"

Brother Bing finally stopped keeping her in suspense and solemnly stretched out two fingers towards her!

Ye Yun was stunned.

"twenty?!"