People like him usually wear gloves, but they are all big brand customized products!
He looked at her stupidly, and added, "you should thank me for letting go of your best relatives."
She looked puzzled. "But I... Don't have the size I wrote down at that time." At the beginning, in order to give him gloves, she also measured the size of his hand with a tape measure for a long time.
Later, she didn't plan to put the two hands on again. She threw the paper with the size written down.
"If there's no size, measure it again." He said directly.
She had no choice but to take out a tape measure and sit next to him, taking it to measure the size of his hand.
Naturally, her hand could not avoid touching his hand.
Every time her fingertip touches his hand, she will try to avoid it as carefully as possible. Even the tape measure is measured by holding two fingers.
He looked at her with a sort of sneer. "Last night, I was so bold, holding me, kissing and kissing, but now I don't even want to touch me. How, is it difficult for you to touch me?"
Ling's face suddenly turned red again. "I was... I was drunk..."
"so if you were not drunk, you wouldn't even touch me?" He asked, staring at her.
As soon as she smothered, she did not know what to say in his ironic eyes.
And he lowered his eyes, covering the light in his eyes.
"Sister, one day, I will let you voluntarily touch me. Now, I won't ask you to stay with me, but believe it or not, one day, you will ask to stay with me."
Cold voice, light, like gossip, but listen to Ling's ear, but like a thunder, let her heart, suddenly confused.
Willing to touch her. Stay with him actively.
How could it be?!
She and he are people of two worlds, not to mention... For her, the three words of Yi Jin's separation represent the pain... Too much.
When Ling was still in the afternoon, he came to the sanitation station.
Looking at her haggard appearance, sister Xu asked her for leave in the morning with concern whether she was ill or not. She could only reluctantly smile and say that something was wrong at home.
At the thought of getting rid of the gloves and leaving Yi Jin, Ling still had a taste that he couldn't tell.
But in the evening, the relatives in my mother's hometown called, saying that they had all come out and had met grandma in the ward. Grandma had some spirit at last.
However, the other side said that when Ling was still at the weekend, he would go back again. Some things about grandma's condition should be discussed.
Hung up the phone, Ling is still in a heavy mood. Now in my hometown, the only one that worries her is grandma.
Anyway, at the weekend, she's going back.
In the next few days, Yi Jin never appeared in front of her again. Ling was still a little relieved, and then began to knit the unfinished gloves according to the size of his hands.
Although Yi Jin didn't say when she wanted it, she still wanted to finish it earlier, but she didn't weave gloves before, so she was not very skilled and easily made mistakes.
Once it's wrong, it's necessary to take apart some of it and reweave it.