Didn't days pass by in such a way?
While the scissors in her hand were cutting along the lines, a servant came in with a box.
"Old Madam, Mr. Yan has sent something again. "
Long Qingxin's hand paused for a moment, then she continued cutting and said lightly, "put it there. "
"Yes, old Madam. " The Servant put the box on long Qingxin's workbench and asked again, "old madam, are you still not going to see Mr. Yan? "
"No. " Long Qingxin answered very quickly. It was unknown whether she said it to the servant or was afraid that she would go back on her words at the last minute.
"Then I'll go back to old Mr. Yan. " The servant nodded and turned around to walk out.
After she left, Long Qingxin was still cutting the material 'calmly and calmly' . Her face was calm and light, and even the crow's feet at the corner of her eyes did not move at all.
Outside the House.
The Servant walked to the door and indeed saw Yan Youcheng who was still standing with a cane.
"Old Mr. Yan, the wind is strong here. You'd better go back first. " She did not directly say that Long Qingxin did not want to see him, but this kind of answer had more or less the same meaning.
When Yan Youcheng heard it, although there was a disappointed expression on his face, he didn't have any obsession, as if he had already expected it.
He sighed lightly and said, "it's been cold recently, so you should use the heating in the house earlier. Also, don't keep letting her go to the horse farm, or you'll catch a cold. "
After saying that, he looked into the depths of the gate, then turned around and left dejectedly.
The Servant also felt sad when she saw it.
During this period of time, old master Yan always came to deliver things from time to time, either in person or by Messenger. But every time old madam didn't see him, even though she accepted all the gifts he sent, she didn't open any of them Not to mention returning the gifts... ...
After sending Yan Youcheng Away, the servant returned to report, "old Madam, old master Yan has already left. "
"I understand. You may leave now. " Long Qingxin was measuring the size of the box. Her brows were tightly knitted together, as if she did not want anyone to disturb her.
The Servant then left.
The Room was quiet.
However, Long Qingxin could not calm herself down at this moment. She measured the size of the box several times, but it was always wrong.
She threw the ruler away impatiently. Long Qingxin took a deep breath and turned to look at the box that had been placed on her workbench.
After a long silence, she walked over and opened the box.
The item that was delivered today was a shiny and exquisite indigo cloth.
Long Qingxin reached out her hand and touched it. She immediately knew that it was a high-grade fabric from Belgium.
She mixed diamond powder into the wool yarn and spun it into 150 wool fabrics, obtaining an incomparable luster.
Knowing that she liked to make clothes, he racked his brains and searched around for these top-grade fabrics.
However... ...
Such efforts came thirty years too late.
Long Qingxin put the fabrics back, closed the LID, and put the boxes under the workbench.
Under the workbench, there were countless of such boxes, big and small, all sent by Yan Youcheng.
She never let the servants clean this corner, and she never touched it easily.
It was like a little black room hidden in the bottom of her heart.
It had become a part of her life, but it was excluded from her daily life.
She couldn't throw it away, so she could only hide it.
The deeper she hid it, the better. It was best if she never took it off again for the rest of her life.
They would definitely not be in the mood to make clothes anymore.
Long Qingxin sighed softly and turned to sit in front of the window. She looked at the pool of withered Lotus flowers and leaves under her feet.
Against the wind, she actually could not help but cry.