Chapter 17: The Kiss on the Palm of One Hundred and Seventeen
The elevator opened on the first floor. Pei Weixue walked out and saw a figure looking out the door. He paused for a few seconds before speaking.
The figure turned around, gave him a familiar smile, ran to his side and said, "I forgot you have a car again." Su Yin grabbed his sleeve, "Come on, come on, go upstairs quickly. I cooked a lot of dishes."
I always forget that I am twenty-six years old now, not twenty.
His Cher now has her own studio and is considered a small boss. She bought a car, and all the hoodies, sportswear, T-shirts and pants he made before are gone, replaced by white or black shirts and black suit pants.
Sneakers have also become leather shoes.
The three of them sat together for dinner. Su Yin felt warm in his heart after the meal. He picked up a piece of food with chopsticks for his mother and then for Pei Weixue, chatting about family matters from time to time.
"Xue'er, come with me to Haicheng." Su Yin shaved the skin off the chicken leg and put it on the plate in front of Pei Weixue. As soon as he said this, Pei Weixue immediately threw the chicken leg back into his bowl, "?"
Pei Weixue quickly finished the last bite and said, "I'm done." He stood up and went into the kitchen with the dishes. Liu Suyin asked himself in confusion, did he say something he shouldn't have said?
Su Qingyue winked at him, why not go over and take a look?
Su Yin looked at Pei Weixue washing dishes, wanting to comfort her but feeling a little scared, afraid of making Pei Weixue even angrier and also afraid of being scolded. He thought he had a good ability to withstand pressure, but he was still a little sensitive when it came to the people he cared about.
He still didn't understand what the snowflake ribbon was about. What if he said a few more words and stepped on the landmine again, and Pei Weixue got even angrier?
The bowl was touched by his mother, and he stood up nervously. Just as he took a step, Pei Weixue came out after washing the dishes and walked straight into the room. He was stunned for a moment, walked over to knock on the door, and the door opened again. Something flew into his arms, and he caught it in a hurry, "Xue..." The door closed again.
He smelled a fragrant scent and looked down to see that it was roasted sweet potato skins. When did he buy them?
He didn't see Pei Weixue carrying it just now. Could it be that she put it in her briefcase?
"What are you standing there for?"
Mom urged.
He took a bite of the roasted potato skin and was delighted that he didn't get the shredded potatoes. He knocked on the door, "Xue'er. I'm going to Haicheng to participate in the finals. I told you before. You promised to be my model, and my clothes are already made. Can you come with me?"
There was no movement inside the door.
Su Qingyue looked at him with an expression that seemed to say, See, everyone thinks you are going to find He Nan.
Su Yin cried out that it was unfair. How did he know that He Nan would go to Haicheng?
After waiting for a while, he paced back and forth outside the door, finishing his roasted potato skin while calling Jiang Zhi. As soon as the call was connected, he asked, "Is your He Nan going to Haicheng?"
Jiang Zhi responded quickly: "How should I know?"
"Master Jiang, stop pretending. You must know the answer." The background noise on the other end of the microphone was very noisy, with music and talking. It should be in a bar.
"Why are you asking him? Are you going to follow him again?" Jiang Zhi snorted coldly, his tone full of arrogance, "Look at the useless person you are now. Even if you chase him for hundreds of years, he may not even look at you."
Su Yin was unhappy. "Hey? Don't belittle me like that. I'm going to Haicheng to participate in the finals. Let me tell you first, whether I meet him or not, I really have no interest in him."
"That fashion design competition in Haicheng?"
Su Yin: "Yes."
Jiang Zhi: "My mother has invested money and wants to hire a good designer from the final round."
"How do we do it in Haicheng?"
Jiang Zhi: "Haicheng Guangrong takes the majority. They also want to select a designer to make wedding clothes for the CEO. If you can get this offer, your reputation will be greatly improved when you open a studio later."
Su Yin didn't know much about the business world, as he had just stepped in when his experience stopped abruptly, so he didn't know much about these things. He just wanted to use this competition to show his loyalty to his teacher.
"Why does Guangrong want to select designers from this competition? With their status, what kind of designers don't they want?" Although I don't know much about it, I have heard of Guangrong International, which is a multinational company.
Jiang Zhi was speechless: "Who should I ask if you ask me? Do you really think I'm my mother? My mother is the president, and I'm just a small marketing manager. It's great that I know these things."
Su Yin was silent for a while, "That's not right, what does this have to do with He Nan?"
Jiang Zhi: "He's going to discuss the project with Guangrong's CEO during the finals. Guangrong's CEO will be there as a judge during the finals."
What a sin. What a coincidence. How did he keep bumping into this giant Buddha called "He Nan"? He still hadn't figured out who He Nan was.
Next time, I'd better quietly check the news online. If I ask Jiang Zhi, she'll definitely be suspicious of what he's up to. And why does Xue'er know so much about He Nan's whereabouts?!
"Gouyin, you want to return to the design industry, this is your best chance. With Guangrong's endorsement, you will have a very smooth journey." Jiang Zhi thought for a long time and couldn't help but give a few more words of advice, "Don't give up on your career under any circumstances. You are useless and no one will look down on you."
Su Yin was so moved that he was in a mess. "Zhiya, you are really my good brother. I promise to help you get He Nan back."
"Go away, you're repaying kindness with hatred." It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned it, but once he did, he got angry. Jiang Zhi cursed, "Don't interfere with my feelings anymore. I don't want to go back to you."
Su Yin went to collect the things with her phone between her legs. "Okay, okay, okay, if you don't want to eat, then don't eat. But the misunderstanding still needs to be explained."
"It's up to you whether you want to understand or not." Jiang Zhi said angrily and hung up the phone.
After cleaning up the table and dishes, Su Yin was sweating all over. He smelled his clothes and still smelled some food. He looked at the closed door for a few seconds and then returned to his bedroom.
I couldn't wait to open the Haicheng Design Competition website and read the regulations carefully. It did not mention that Guangrong's CEO had to select a designer to make wedding dresses.
It was Jiang Zhi who gave him the inside information.
Although he was very confident, if he could get this big offer, not to mention other things, the money would be a lot.
He didn't want to use the card his mother gave him. He hadn't asked his mother for money since he won the prize money in the competition. In addition, the department also provided subsidies, so his spending was not high, and most of his money was spent on buying fabrics and painting supplies.
It is true that he is short of money now, but he has hands and feet, and setting up a stall to paint in the park is enough to cover his temporary expenses.
He pressed the computer button and went to the studio to check the clothes again and again, and also put away the original design draft. He cleaned the palette and placed an order online as the white paint was almost gone.
Then he sat on a small stool and talked to himself in front of the plastic model.
The clothes on the model were exactly what he wanted to let Pei Weixue try on: a V-neck knitted cardigan, high-waisted wide-leg pants, and a camel-colored short jacket. He imagined that Pei Weixue would look great in this outfit. The model also had a snowflake ribbon tied around her neck that had not been given away.
"Xue'er, will you go to the finals with me? Oh, I really want to see you wearing them. They're all your size. Just imagining them makes me dizzy." Su Yin stood up and hugged the plastic model's shoulders, his head next to the broken neck. "I hope the spare set will never be used."
He muttered to himself for a long time before he pushed the corner of his mouth with his index finger. He gathered his emotions, took his clothes and walked out. He closed the door and turned around before bumping into the solid wall. "Ouch." He took two steps back and was pulled back. He looked closely and saw, "Xue'er!"
Pei Weixue was only wearing an old man's vest, and the ends of his hair were a little wet. It was obvious that he had just taken a shower. There were water marks on the floor from his slippers. "Yeah." He let go of Su Yin and walked in. He didn't hear the voice behind him and turned back, "You won't let me try on the clothes?"
Su Yin smiled with his big white teeth shining, and ran over in small steps, "Here." He put his clothes on Pei Weixue to show him, and when he saw that his hair was wet, he said, "Dry your hair first. If you wash your hair at night and don't dry it before going to bed, you'll have a headache."
He pulled Pei Weixue in and pressed her down on the sofa. He put his clothes aside and ran to the bathroom to get a hair dryer.
Pei Weixue picked up the clothes and hadn't looked at them for a few seconds when Su Yin ran over again, plugged in the hair dryer and sat cross-legged beside him, "Can I help you blow dry your hair?" He looked at Su Yin's expectant eyes and nodded.
The hair dryer hummed.
It suddenly brought his thoughts back to the past.
In the past six years, he often reminisced about the past with Su Yin, hoping that Su Yin would remember their past and change her mind.
They used to sit on the carpet and do their own things, and whoever was free would help the other blow dry their hair or do some trivial things.
In the first year of their marriage, he found that Su Yin ignored him, so he went to the bedroom with a hair dryer to find Su Yin. Su Yin was squatting on the floor eating snacks, so he asked: "Brother Yin, you need to dry your hair, let me help you."
Su Yin ignored him. Ever since the day after he accepted Su Yin's confession, Su Yin has been silent and taciturn. Most of the time, she is like a puppet. No matter what he says, Su Yin will ignore him and will not refute him.
He stuck close to Su Yin and grabbed his hair, saying, "Brother Yin, is the temperature okay?" When he didn't get an answer, he quietly stuck to Su Yin's back. Su Yin always deliberately avoided his approach. As soon as he got close to her, Su Yin sat aside to keep a distance.
Feeling a little lost, a little sad, and a little embarrassed, before confessing her feelings, Su Yin liked to stick to him.
The temperature was transmitted from the hair to the scalp and then to the back. When Pei Weixue came to his senses, Su Yin was already lying on his back. The touch somewhere under the thin short T-shirt was clearly conveyed to him, making him shiver involuntarily. Then he leaned forward, turned his head, and his lips brushed against Su Yin's Adam's apple. Both of them were stunned for a moment.
Su Yin pursed his lips and leaned over involuntarily. As he moved, Pei Weixue lowered her eyes, feeling the warm breath getting closer, and everything around her became blurred.
Buzz buzz buzz
Pei Weixue turned his head away when his phone vibrated. He grabbed the hair dryer to divert his attention, but was caught off guard and burned. "Ah!"
Su Yin, who had just answered the phone, turned around when he heard the voice, "How are you?" He threw the phone away, held Pei Weixue's hand and blew on it, "Does it hurt? Why didn't you be more careful?" Without waiting for an answer, he raised his eyes and met her meaningful eyes, and kissed her palm in a possessed manner.
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