When Lin Shen meets Xia

Chapter 1082 She is Fan Yao! 16
Xia Ange put the sweater in his hands and asked him to hold it, while she began to wind the thread: "At that time in the prison, an elder sister taught me, you know, at that time Mi Bao followed me, and there was no good clothes at all. wear……"

Speaking of this, I suddenly realized that I had said something I shouldn't have said. Immediately, those bright and big eyes with apology raised their heads and looked at him: "Don't be angry, I just said that at that time, the conditions were difficult. Just a little."

She hurriedly explained that the purpose was not to burden the man opposite her, because what happened back then had nothing to do with him.

However, what she doesn't know is that there are some things that she doesn't need to mention at all. It is already an untouchable pain in this man's heart. It was his fault that he could never forgive himself in his life.

They were silent with each other for several minutes, and finally, it was Xia Ange who broke the deadlock: "What color do you like?"

The man who came back to his senses was slightly taken aback: "Isn't it coffee?"

"I can also use other colors to weave some patterns on it. I'm very good at it." When the woman said this, her moist and shiny face was full of proud smiles.

Gong Jue lowered his head and bent the corners of his lips, thinking of those beautiful sweaters in his daughter's closet that were too small but she was reluctant to throw away. Finally, he thought about it seriously: "Black?"

"Is it black?"

"Well, what do you think?"

"Very good, white will look immature, and you belong to the kind of mature and stable person, so use black."

She is praising herself?

The man who received the praise, the corners of his lips became more and more curved. He looked at the time and saw that it was nine o'clock, so he volunteered to remove the stitches by himself, and asked her to take a bath first, and then knit after washing.

Xia Ange thought about it and agreed, so she gave him the ball of thread and went to take a bath by herself.

After the woman went to the bathroom, the room became quiet. Gong Jue sat on the chair, looked at the black ball of thread, and the half of the sweater that hadn't been removed, and became very energetic. It was even better than in the company. The meeting still needs to be active.

However, it is obvious that this unstitching thing is much more difficult to deal with than his mail documents, because Xia Ange's sweater has a relatively complicated design and color, and every time a circle is removed, it has to be reversed and removed from the other end.

So the man took it apart, and at first he was able to grasp the direction, but after going back and forth, he couldn't remember, and the ball of thread would just get stuck there. If Xia Ange didn't take a shower out of it in time, maybe this bad-tempered man , I cut off all the sweaters.

But fortunately, what he did wasn't too bad. After Xia Ange came over, he fiddled with it a few times and finished dismantling the sweater. Then he found the sweater needles that Mi Bao had knitted before, and started knitting for him.

This is really an incredible scene. The high-class ladies who used to only know piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, at this time, actually picked up the sweater needles that basically every woman in the lower class knows, and knit a hat for her husband.

Gong Jue was sitting in front of the desk, staring at the silhouette, and suddenly thought of a sentence in his mind - love each other, hold hands.

Yes, this is probably what is described in those plain texts and classics, not asking for wealth, but asking for a person with one heart and one's hand until the end of life.

And his request was nothing more than that.

(End of this chapter)