In the 1980s, clothes were mostly light-colored.
Brightly colored skirts are rarely seen on the streets.
The fabric chosen by Tokisu is not only beautiful and unblinking, but also exquisite and elegant.
It exudes an intellectual beauty.
If you want to make a long skirt, you must use Bai Xiaohua's color to make it look 80% brighter.
Bai Xiaohua gladly accepted Shi Qi's recommendation even though he was not very satisfied with it.
The two chatted while working in front of the sewing machine, and with the help of someone, Shiqi had finished cutting the fabric for the long skirt before noon.
Bai Xiaohua has a wall clock at home.
Shi Qi saw that it was already eleven o'clock, so he started to organize his things.
When I went out in the morning, I promised Gu Chijin that I would go back early.
It's time to go home.
Bai Xiaohua held her tightly, reluctant to let her go.
"Sister, come over early after lunch. I'll wait for you in the afternoon."
Shi Qi couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Okay, I'll try to be early."
Bai Xiaohua kept talking to her the whole morning, and Shi Qi's mouth was dry from talking, so she drank several glasses of water.
"Okay. I'll wait for you."
I don't know how many times I looked at the door.
Since eleven o'clock, Gu Chijin would look at the closed door every one or two minutes.
By half past eleven, his eyes were filled with anxiety.
Didn’t you say you would be back at eleven?
How come it’s already half past eleven and there’s still no one in sight?
Could it be that she stayed at the Jiang family for dinner?
Thinking of this possibility, Gu Chijin's face turned cold and he was obviously unhappy.
Shi Qi opened the door and looked up to see a cold face. He was stunned for a moment:
"Who pissed you off again?"
Seeing Shi Qi, Gu Chijin's expression softened a bit, and he said stiffly:
"My legs hurt, and I feel upset."
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