Please come to the front desk
The ringing of the phone was like a small stone dropped into a lake, creating ripples.
Qin Shi quickly pressed the hands-free button.
"Hello, is this Ms. Jian Qing?" A polite and slightly familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Um."
"Ms. Jane, a gentleman left your suitcase at the front desk. Could you please come and pick it up? He also said that the suitcase in your room is his. Could you please deliver it to the front desk as well? He went out for something, so he asked us to contact you."
Jian Qing turned around and looked back at the suitcase that could not be opened, marveling at the magic of fate.
"Okay, I'll be there." Qin Shi simply hung up the phone with a relieved smile on her face.
"No wonder you said you couldn't open the box without changing the password. It turns out you took the wrong box. But it's also strange. Did you leave your name and contact information on the box? How did the other party know to contact you?"
Jian Qing held the handle of the suitcase and shook his head: "I went to get the luggage with you. Auntie said yesterday that there are very few suitcases in a color like sky blue. I chose this color so that it can be seen immediately when I pick up the luggage."
Qin Shi accompanied Jian Qing through the hotel corridor and saw from a distance a sky blue suitcase exactly the same as the one in Jian Qing's hand near the front desk.
When the front desk clerk saw the suitcase in Jian Qing's hand, she immediately understood their purpose. "Hello, Ms. Jian, what a coincidence! The gentleman who discovered this situation is on the same flight as you and is staying at the same hotel as you. This is your suitcase. Your name is on the label. Please keep it."
Qin Shi lowered his head to verify the label, and it was Jian Qing's name.
"Qingqing, when you took your luggage, did you notice the label?"
Jian Qing shook his head: "I saw you tear off the label when you got the suitcase, so I followed your example and we even found a trash can to throw it away together."
Qin Shi thought about it carefully and realized that there was indeed such a scene. It was also her own fault. She had never thought that the style of Jian Qing's suitcase would be the same as others, so she did not specifically remind Jian Qing to read the label carefully.
"Well, we are lucky to have your suitcase." Qin Shi turned to the front desk and said, "Thank you. When that gentleman comes back, please convey our gratitude to him."
Jian Qing returned to the room pulling the suitcase with her name tag on it.
"I originally thought Aunt Ji had a unique aesthetic, and that a suitcase of this style wouldn't be popular. Now it seems I just don't understand aesthetics." Qin Shi smiled and gently nudged Jian Qing: "First, let me check the password for your suitcase. You've got to remember it now."
"This is the password." Jian Qing quickly moved the combination lock to his face. "744, it's easy to remember. I'll save it on my phone so I won't forget it."
When Qin Shi saw the password on the suitcase, she recalled the past and her nose felt sore.
"It's easy to remember, 744, Qin Shishi." Qin Shi forced a smile and said it lightly.
"Shishi, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Qin Shi's mood fluctuating, Jian Qing hurriedly cared about Qin Shi's condition.
"It turns out she's the same, she never changed her password."
"She?" Jian Qing looked down at the password, then looked at herself, and suddenly realized that Qin Shi must have remembered the original Jian Qing. She remembered Qin Shi's words again.
"The password for Miss Jian's suitcase has always been your name, Shishi."
Qin Shi nodded and pulled Jian Qing to Qin Shi's own suitcase.
She skillfully turned the combination lock and adjusted the combination to "977".
"My password has always been 977, which means Jian Qingqing. If you ever meet Qingqing in your dream, please tell her that I miss her all the time."
Jian Qing nodded. She could certainly understand Qin Shi's feelings. If possible, she also wanted to find clues about her relatives in the thick history books.
"Don't be sad. Perhaps this is the meaning of God sending me to you. You protect me, and I protect everything of Miss Jane. Now that the suitcases are unpacked, let's continue preparing for the dinner."
Qin Shi wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, looked at the neatly stacked clothes in Jian Qing's suitcase, and smiled gently.
"This dress is a good choice. It's a simple, plain white dress. It will make you look more elegant in it."
"And this dress is the display costume I sewed myself for this ancient style ceremony." Jian Qing carefully took out the hand-sewn clothes from the suitcase and showed them to Qin Shi.
The flowing air brings out the elegance of the clothes, and the smooth lines are illuminated by the lights, flashing with lively brilliance.
It's just that some places are too glorious.
Qin Shi rubbed her eyes: "Is this a designed natural damage?" She pointed to the place in the middle of the clothes where light was leaking, a small hole to be precise, which looked wrong anyway.
Jian Qing sighed softly, "Oh no."
Seeing Jian Qing's reaction, Qin Shi immediately understood that there was something wrong with the clothes on display.
"You have to be on guard against others. Just when you said Jian An was a good person, he gave you such a big surprise."
After saying that, she smoothly took out her mobile phone, took a few photos, and spoke into the microphone of the phone.
"Jian An, do you still have a conscience? This is our first time participating in the Ancient Style Ceremony, and you're already giving us a hard time. Keep the evidence, prepare Jian Lu's profits for next year, the year after, and the next hundred years, and continue discussing legal issues with Consultant Lu."
Qin Shi swiped the chat history to Lu Zhiyan again, sent the picture and started typing.
"Consultant Lu, business is booming."
Consultant Lu, whose business was booming, frowned slightly when he saw the damaged clothes.
"The combination lock opened so quickly? Who has malicious intentions and made Mr. Qin's journey more unpleasant?"
"It must be Jian An." Qin Shi gave Lu Zhiyan a brief account of how the suitcase was taken by mistake.
"Jian An didn't even dare to bring the suitcase herself and handed it directly to the front desk, which means he has something to hide."
Lu Zhiyan: "Well, you guys try to find a way to continue participating in the event first, and leave the rest to me."
Qin Shi cursed Jian An again in her heart, then turned around to look at Jian Qing. Miss Jian was stroking the clothes she had carefully made, her eyes full of heartache.
After a long while, Jian An sent a string of ellipsis, and then suddenly added: "One hundred years?"
"I urge you not to avoid the point. The point is, the costumes we wore for the performance were damaged after passing through your hands."
Jian An, however, was still immersed in the "one hundred years" that Qin Shi sent him and could not extricate himself: "One hundred years means an eternal commitment. If this clause was proposed by my sister, I am willing to let the commitment span from one hundred years to eternity."
Qin Shi threw her phone onto the bed in annoyance: "Why didn't I realize before that Jian An has such a greasy side."
Hearing Qin Shi mention Jian An, Jian Qing became interested: "In your impression, what kind of person is Jian An?"
Qin Shi recalled carefully: "Jian An used to be simple, cheerful and cute, but now he has nothing to do with her."
Jian Qing silently digested Qin Shi's words: "If Jian An hadn't ruined the clothes, would he still be considered a sunny boy in your eyes?"
Qin Shi shook her head. "My silly Qingqing, Jian An is in a position where he's in constant contact with money and power. We should be thankful that he's a good person. We wouldn't dare to think of anything else. Let's not talk about him anymore. Let's see what to do with the clothes."
Qin Shi picked up the damaged clothes and sighed continuously.
"We were originally quite confident that we could boost Jian Yi's popularity at the Ancient Style Ceremony, but now that her clothes are in this state, it's even a question of whether she can successfully walk on stage."
Seeing Qin Shi's worried look, Jian Qing couldn't help but smile: "The clothes being damaged is indeed a problem, but fortunately the people who made the clothes came to Rongcheng with you. They can mend them with a little effort, so there will definitely be no problem."
After that, she confidently gestured with her hands to illustrate her idea of ​​restoration.
"Great, so you have a solution. You kept it to yourself and didn't tell me. You made me worry for nothing." Qin Shi said angrily.
Jian Qing looked at the distant landscape through the window glass. "I just thought of this too. In Chinese architecture, there's a concept called borrowed scenery. Windows can be used to show another layer of scenery. Now there's a hole in the hem of the dress, just like an irregular window on the dress. I can slightly modify the edge of the hole to create a sense of layering."
"Qingqing, you were born to design Chinese clothing. From your description, the modified clothing has a more layered feel compared to the original."
Hearing the compliment, Jian Qing's eyes sparkled like stars. She carefully took out small pieces of fabric from the corner of the suitcase as if showing off a treasure: "I originally brought them as display items, and now it's a good time to sew and cut them and use them as decorations for clothes."
Jian Qing placed the cloth on the clothes, and as if he suddenly thought of something, he sighed softly: "What a pity! I don't bring any needles and thread when I go out for a thousand miles."
While Jian Qing was hesitating, Qin Shi had already called the front desk to ask if the hotel could provide needles and thread. The hotel replied that they could, but only one model, which could only provide very basic sewing functions.
"That's easy, just run errands and buy it." Qin Shi said, then opened his mobile phone and started searching for "sewing box".
Fortunately, although needles and thread are not often used in households nowadays, there are still sewing boxes for sale in supermarkets and department stores, so Qin Shi bought one.
Jian Qing's eyes once again showed envy: "What modern people can accomplish in a few minutes would have taken people several hours in the past. What modern people can experience in a lifetime would have taken people several lifetimes in the past."
Qin Shilou lifted Jian Qing's shoulders and said, "Then let's experience modern life and work hard together."
The metallic embroidery needle left vivid lines on the new clothes. For the first time, Qin Shi felt that watching a girl quietly doing needlework was also a pleasure.
Jian Qing mended the exhibition clothes, and Qin Shi's anxious mood was relieved.
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