But the other party knows the lock code of her house, so it's natural to come in
"Why are you here?" She rose abruptly and said.
"I'll come when I'm free." He said, "you don't like to see me coming?"
"No!" She hurriedly said, "just when you come over... Er, you can say hello to me in advance to make me mentally prepared."
"Why do you need psychological preparation?" He asked.
“......” He Zixin was speechless for a while. Well, whatever he wants! "Nothing. It doesn't matter if you don't say hello."
He looked at her and said after a moment, "what are you doing?"
"Ah?" She was stunned and noticed that his eyes fell on the sewing machine. "I'm going to make two pillows."
"Pillow?"
"Yes, there are only two throw pillows at home. I'm going to make two more. Today I found some broken cloth from the junk market and the cotton core in the throw pillow. What do you think of this cloth? Is it nice?"
He was a little strange, "why do you want to do it? Can't you buy it directly?"
"If you do it, it can be cheaper, and you can choose your favorite cloth." She said, "it's done very fast anyway."
Then she sat down again. Her sewing machine was old-fashioned. It was used by her mother before. Later, after her mother died, she tried to imitate her mother's appearance and sew something with this sewing machine.
Watching he Zixin skillfully step on the pedal of the sewing machine and the needle fall on the cloth she has cut, Yi modestly flashed the scene of her childhood in her mind.
At that time, before the Yi family found him, she and him had a hard time. She helped her repair the broken clothes and trousers on his body, or they were short or small.
She was only two years older than him. At that time, she struggled to step on the pedal of the sewing machine with one foot and keep her body standing with the other foot. Then she repaired his clothes and trousers with this old sewing machine.
And the sound of the needle dropping suddenly became a wonderful sound in his ear.
But later, after the Yi family found him, they didn't need her to sew and mend him. This old sewing machine didn't appear in his new house again.
I didn't expect to hear this voice again after so many years.
When he Zixin finished the cover of the pillow, he looked up and found Yi Qianci sitting on the chair beside him, leaning against the back of the chair, his hands on a corner of the back of the chair, supporting his jaw, and his eyes closed, as if he were asleep.
He Sleep?
He Zixin stepped forward, looked at Yi Qianci, couldn't help raising his hand and gently dialed the bangs in front of his forehead.
His eyelashes trembled and slowly opened his eyes. His dark pupils stared at her quietly.
"Are you sleepy? Why don't you go to my bed and have a rest?" She said.
"Not sleepy, just close your eyes, you can hear the voice more clearly." He said.
"Sound? What sound do you hear?" She wondered.
"The sound of the sewing machine is very nice." He said.
She couldn't help laughing. She remembered that when he was a child, he said, "when I step on the sewing machine, you can listen more."
"OK." He answered, gently pulling her hand off his forehead and rubbing it against his cheek
It's like I can't help it. Even if I forget my feelings, my body is instinctively attached to something, "let's date." This sentence came out of his mouth.