S city, the most prosperous section, the most high-end shopping mall, the most expensive brand, that is a woman, she said: "I pick a dress."
Brand service most will see people, this woman, footsteps hobbling into, clear-eyed people look, is lame, favor that lame woman, and want to straighten the waist, looks, more twisted.
Her body, at a glance, there is no top brand name, used to wear, are just ordinary objects.
Guide Miss tall figure, refused to move a step, the woman said, "I pick a dress", will also cope with the matter, slender fingertips pointing to the corner of the row: "over there, 70% off."
She didn't even bother to move.
But the next second, her flesh tensed, the cripple was looking at her, his eyes were very cold.
Jane Tong quietly looked at the guide at the door, without a word of accusation, a trace of anger, none.
Her heart, at the moment, is a loophole, nothing can fit in, nothing can leak out.
"I need to pick out a gift." She just calmly looked at that shopping guide lady, the woodenness in her eyes, screaming fear.
This time, finally, she was treated "fairly".
"This lady, what kind of gown do you want?"
"Black, solemn, dignified."
"..." odd request, black dresses, of course there is no shortage of black dresses, but any woman to buy black dresses, rushed to the black to bring people mysterious and sexy.
Solemn?
Solemn?
That's a mourning dress, isn't it?
"I want, the best looking, to," Jane Tong paused, wooden pupil, there is a little wave of light, straight down on that shopping guide lady's face: "To he see, a glance of stunning, no longer willing to move their eyes away from me."
The guide lady revealed an even more comical expression.
Black, solemn, solemn ... would have been a very odd request.
And to be stunning? Too stunning to move her eyes?
"As she requested." At the door, Vivian gasped, uneasily chased Jane Tong behind and came, the high heels under her feet ran so fast that the roots were almost broken, but she couldn't care about this, pulling open her purse, pulling out a black card, handing it to the guide, "According to her request, black, solemn, solemn ... can't move your eyes stunning. "
She couldn't say any more.
She is more than anyone can understand, Jane Tong that woman now, the madness in the blood.
The shopping guide lady does not know Jane Tong, but knows Vivian, Vivian is the senior member of this store, monthly consumption is more than six figures.
Such a big customer, she did not dare to offend.
She had the intention to ask, what is the identity of that crippled woman, but saw that Vivian, who was very remarkable in her eyes, was still respectful in front of that crippled woman.
Going to come, shopping guide lady came back, beside one more person: "Miss Vivian, our brand designer, today happens to patrol the store, this is a few years once only have the opportunity.
Given this lady's request, I couldn't find a suitable black gown, I passed this lady's request, to our designer, who is willing to modify the gown for this lady on the spot."
Vivian nodded, "That would be best," looking to the foreign man on the side, "THANKYOU."
Without too much explanation, everything worked, in silence.
That foreign designer, seemed to understand what Jane Tong wanted.
His hands were steady and fast.
After picking a black dress for Jane Tong, he started the remodeling of the black dress that Jane Tong wore on her body.
Everything, according to Jane Tong's requirements, odd and contradictory requirements.
Black, solemn, dignified ... so stunning that people refuse to move away from the eyes.
Yes, this gown, contradictory call people do not dare to wear on the body.
"Ma'am, is backless acceptable?"
The designer asked in English.
Jane Tong asked, "Solemn and dignified and stunning?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Then it is acceptable."
Vivian looked at Jane Tong in surprise, she knew that Jane Tong would never be willing to open her back to someone, her back, it was not perfect.
The designer's hand, remained steady, even after seeing the hideous scar on the side of that waist.
"You are very brave." Everything, over, the foreign-born designer praised, giving Jane Tong a gentleman's hug, "Condolences. God will bless him well in heaven."
The shopping guide lady on the side, after hearing these words, stared at Jane Tong ... originally in a dawning realization.
After coming out of the mall, and then went to the home to pack a simple line.
Xi Chen personally came to pick up.
Everything, already ready.
When the airplane took off, her heart, however, was so heavy that she could not breathe.
When it was dark and dawn, they arrived in Rome, Italy.
Shen San had already arranged a vehicle, and as soon as they got off the plane, they drove non-stop to the hospital.
Along the way, the woman didn't ask anything, didn't ask about the man's condition, didn't ask a single question about whether he was still alive or had already passed through that everlasting period of danger.
Hospital ward door, Shen Er expressionless guard, along with his other people, Jane Tong also recognize, are Shen Xiu Jin side of the people, a colorful black suits, widowed and sullen, all the people, are silent.
Xi Chen asked Shen Er: "Yuhang in the head?"
Bai Yuxing was the one who accompanied Shen Xiujin on this business trip.
"Young Master Bai is inside."
He looked down and asked the woman at his side, who was too calm to be a family member, "Madam, are you ready?" His hand, gripped on the doorknob.
"You wait."
That silent woman, all the way did not open her mouth to say a word, did not drink a mouthful of water, eat a little something, she is too calm, Xi Chen looked at a few times frowning dissatisfaction, the plane taunted her a few times, she also does not take no notice, just keep your eyes open, looking out of the window of the plane without saying anything.
Today, this is the first sentence that this woman opened her mouth.
But it scared everyone around.
Rough and raspy, hoarse, like the sound of a rusty door shaft, rough grains of sand rubbing out.
All know, her voice has long been bad, but this rough rattling coarse voice, has reached another kind of hard to let people not for the touch limit.
Like two pieces of rough sandpaper, "stabbing and stabbing" rubbing each other.
No matter who, can't help but subconsciously feel the mouth of the throat pain and itch.
Xi Chen couldn't help but stretch out his slender fingertips, gently pinched his throat.
"What's the matter with you?" Twisting his eyebrows, he asked in a slightly dissatisfied manner.
So many pairs of eyes were looking at the woman standing in the doorway, all looking to see what important matter she had standing at this juncture.
That woman, however, as if no one else was watching, under the eyes of all, pulled out powder from her bag and opened it, touching up her makeup in the mirror.
"At this time there is still heart make-up?" Xi Chen sneered, in fact, has long been dissatisfied.
Only that anger, hidden under all self-control.
That woman, however, does not care about his dissatisfaction, a lipstick, fine smear lips, slow and methodical, anyone who sees, only think she is ruthless and indifferent.
"Enough!" Xi Chen dark drink.
That woman, however, turned her head and asked him, "Is it good?"
"Don't you ... go too far."
"When he sees it, he can't move his eyes, right?" Before Xi Chen finished his words, he saw the woman in front of him, slightly lowering her head, muttering to herself.
At once, his throat tightened, and his heart crossed something that screamed sour.
"Good looking," after a while, he huskily softened his voice and softly said, "Go inside, he would be very happy if he knew that you were well dressed for him."
"Uh-huh."
The door opened, and the well-dressed woman, stood at the front door.