The main story is completed. You can read the epilogue first and then the main story, or read it in order. [Married first, then love? A scheming person? Both leads are pure? With a marriage history...
Chapter 159 It's Over, You've Fallen in Love
While working in the bookstore, Lin Yiyi realized that each urban worker only had 3 feet of cloth coupons per year.
What is the concept?
One chi is 0.3333...meters.
Three feet is estimated to be one meter.
I couldn’t even make an adult woman’s top, I could only make a child’s shirt.
There was an extra-large backpack nearly as tall as a person in the corner, and I had no idea how much was contained in it.
After opening it, I saw several colors of material inside, white, light blue, black, light yellow, and a few small rolls of pink and grass green cloth.
It's packed full.
Except for the different fabric materials, they are all solid color fabrics without any complicated patterns.
Coming into this world where clothes are all gray, blue and black, it’s the first time I see so many bright colors.
"Where did you get so much fabric?" Lin Yiyi was shocked but her mind was clear. Afraid of misunderstanding, she did not ask the man if it was for her.
What a shame if it isn't.
Why did she have the idea that this was given to her?
Because the colors and styles of the fabrics were all what Lin Yiyi had requested before.
But the number is too large, and Lin Yiyi will not easily be self-righteous before getting a positive answer from the man.
How exaggerated is this?
It’s like in modern times you go shopping in a mall and just want to buy one piece of clothing, but someone directly gives you a wardrobe of new clothes.
It is a gift so big that one cannot even imagine it.
Instantly become the favored person.
Zhao Sheng took in her expression and tried to understand her thoughts. He wanted her to be happy.
He had estimated in advance that if all the cloth was made into her favorite clothes and skirts, she would have to wear a different one every month.
Fortunately, I have a sewing machine at home, which makes sewing much more convenient.
On a farm in the Northwest.
Ever since he learned about Lin Yiyi's past life, Zhao Sheng has never forgotten it for a moment, and has imagined her miserable life in his mind.
He had not witnessed her past.
But he had seen Lin Yiyi crying and sobbing sadly, and the thought of her crying with red eyes made him feel heartbroken.
Empathy has never been just an idiom for her.
It was he who was stung.
Zhao Sheng would feel sorry for her and pity her.
He compromised for her time and time again, and he cared about Lin Yiyi more than he thought.
He stopped resisting and gave in.
He would try his best to give her what she wanted and what she didn't have.
Fill her up.
Make up for his absence.
The man looked at Lin Yiyi with gentle and doting eyes. He didn't avoid looking until their eyes met. His tone was firm, as if he was talking about something as simple as drinking water.
"It's a little complicated, but you just need to remember one thing: you will have everything you want."
For a moment, Lin Yiyi couldn't understand what the man said. Could she have everything she wanted?
"Is the fabric for me?" Lin Yiyi sat back next to the man and confirmed again.
The woman's voice was soft and a little unsure.
She is really stupid.
Isn't he obvious enough?
Zhao Sheng's eyes were shining. He smiled and said "hmm", then he hugged the stunned woman into his arms with one hand.
Encircle her in a warm embrace.
Get close to her with your hot heart.
He uses actions to express what is difficult to express in words.
He loves her.
More than just like.
It made no sense. He only now understood the belated answer from the Northwest.
With so much fabric, I can make a lot of clothes. It’s great to have money.
Lin Yiyi admitted that when she was hugged by the man at this moment, she felt different than before.
A little exciting, a little reassuring, a little addictive.
What's wrong with her?
She could only hug him back and rub against the man's arms a few times, afraid to touch his right hand.
For the first time, Lin Yiyi felt that the man seemed to have become a little more handsome.
Much more pleasing to the eye.
This is the power of money.
It's something really fascinating and intoxicating.
Zhao Sheng was so good to her, she must be very generous. Lin Yiyi suddenly remembered something and hurriedly struggled to break free from the man's arms, but unfortunately the man did not let go and held her tightly in his arms with one hand.
Facing the man's dissatisfied eyes, Lin Yiyi smiled brightly and said proudly: "Let go first, I have something to give you."
What to give him? He had already emptied Lin Yiyi's personal savings, so what else could he give him?
The man loosened his grip on her slender waist, and Lin Yiyi was free. She walked into the inner room, took out the iron box she had hidden, and rummaged through it.
Then he walked up to Zhao Sheng mysteriously, smiled very gently, and said, "Close your eyes and don't peek, or I won't give it to you."
Zhao Sheng knew that she was mischievous. Recalling that she had given him a wallet in the same way last time, he felt more expectant and closed his eyes with an arrogant look.
Guess what little surprise Lin Yiyi will give him.
Then he felt his sleeves being rolled up. Was Lin Yiyi trying to measure his size?
Just because I get the cloth, I have to make clothes for him?
A strange chill came over him, wrapped around his wrists, and then around them.
The man raised the corners of his mouth, thinking that he must have guessed right.
But when he heard Lin Yiyi asking him to open his eyes, Zhao Sheng was attracted by a metal chain on his left wrist.
This is Lin Yiyi’s bracelet.
Such a precious thing of hers, the bracelet that she would count every night before going to bed, was actually given to him?
The man's heart was surging with excitement, but he had to pretend to be calm on the surface.
She is willing to give him her precious things. Can he think that he is also different in Lin Yiyi's heart?
Will it be cherished by her as much as it is?
Zhao Sheng suppressed his joy and asked knowingly, calmly and confidently, "Give it to me?"
"I'm giving it to you. I wrap this bracelet around twice when I wear it, so it will fit you just fine."
Lin Yiyi didn't want to tell the man what the bracelet was made of, because there was no such material in this era, and she couldn't explain it clearly. She just felt that this guy was a little pitiful.
Meeting a liar like her, yet still being so nice to her.
Just give him the bracelet.
The two offset each other.
It suits him better than her.
Afraid that the man would make wild guesses, Lin Yiyi turned over the small round plaque on the bracelet that was half the size of a fingernail and showed it to him, and explained softly, "There are two words 'peace' on it. Do you see it? Men wear it on the left, women wear it on the right. After you wear it, you will be safe and sound when you go out in the future. It will protect you."
The meaning is also suitable for Zhao Sheng.
This guy just had an accident.
After hearing what Lin Yiyi said, Zhao Sheng felt warmth overflowing in his heart, and his love became stronger. He felt like he was soaking in hot water. No words could accurately express his feelings at the moment.
His rough fingers slid across the melon seed-sized amulet, his eyes locked on the heartwarming woman in front of him, and the man only responded with a hoarse "Okay."
He was completely trapped by her.
This moment.
The bracelet was not worn on his wrist, but on his heart.
Zhao Sheng suddenly felt greedy again, he wanted not only to keep her.
To accompany her.
He also wants Lin Yiyi to love him.
"Don't take it off casually after you put it on. It's not convenient for others to see it. I will make you a bracelet one finger wide to cover the bracelet." Lin Yiyi was afraid that her kindness would cause him trouble, so she came up with this idea.
Zhao Sheng looked at her intently and said gently, "Well, I'll listen to you."
The man stared at Lin Yiyi's slender back as she sat in front of the sewing machine.
His eyes were blazing and his expression was resolute.
The hunt is on.