give you a soft spot

From a bottle of medicine, I thought Xi Zhuo was prone to depression, but the care in the first second immediately turned into gnashing of teeth in the next second. If he can lie to me, there must be other things I don't know.

Maybe, I didn't know the real him.I knew him only as he wanted me to know him.It's so sad that in the end I can't even figure out who I loved so hard.

I don't want to get entangled in this matter for too long, and I don't have the time and energy to vent my grievance and unwillingness by using the excuse of broken love as a natural excuse.Once entangled for a long time, it will be annoying, painful, tired, sad, and heartbroken.No matter how sad it is, I must withdraw.Because I still have my own life to deal with.

I've never been stupid enough to take love as the support of my life, and I didn't even expect this kind of emotion before I was with Xi Zhuo.

He gave me love, I feel happy, that's enough.Why bother to hope for more with a downcast look of resentment after separation.

It has nothing to do with me anymore, it's useless to think about it one more time, and it's a shame to ask one more question.

We are so fated.

The most difficult thing is not to say goodbye to him, but to get used to the feeling of him, but to adapt to the world where he does not belong to me.

I didn't sleep much for three days and three nights, but I still failed to complete the task assigned by Chen Zuoyi. He stipulated 27 designs, and I only completed [-].

But I have tried my best, and I can only produce such a result that makes him silent after watching it without distracting thoughts.

Sitting in his study waiting for his comment, I was very nervous, I was really afraid that he would wave me away.

He turned over the design draft I printed out, and looked up at me with a serious face: "That's all?"

"I have used this small test on many people, and they will end up handing over the design draft to me."

My heart sank, my self-esteem was hit, and I instantly felt that I was terribly poor, and I only completed less than one-third of it.

Chen Zuoyi put the design draft on the table and tapped on it: "I am very satisfied with your test results."

I was dumbfounded and looked at him without knowing why.

"They try their best to get my approval. Plagiarism and fooling are common. People who are not responsible for the design are not qualified to be pointed out by me." He got up and walked out from behind the desk, walked to the French window, and stood with his back to me , "Not being disturbed by quantity and focusing on quality is the most basic professional quality a fashion designer should have. Too many people are driven by human interests to deviate from themselves on this road, forget the original intention, and throw away the design concept. They're just a group of poor worms who are swayed by external conditions."

After Chen Zuoyi said this, he suddenly turned to look at me: "Don't ever weaken the feeling that you started learning design at any time, it is your unceasing motivation, and it will also be your unique personality. Let the world When you see you, don’t be stuck by rules and regulations, and always dare to be different.”

Later, every time I thought about what Teacher Chen said to me that afternoon, I benefited a lot, and I gradually realized that what I took from him was far more than what he gave me.

It was on the sixth day of my study with Chen Zuoyi on the selection and processing of noodle accessories, when I suddenly received a phone call from home saying that my grandfather had passed away.

I rushed back overnight, and when I saw him again, the old man was already in the funeral parlor.

He was still so quiet, I came wearing dark clothes, and I couldn't even believe that he really left forever.

When I was young, I basically grew up with my grandparents. Ms. Yuan Shujie’s dance classes were held at various times, either taking me to the dance studio or sending me back to my grandmother’s house.

My grandmother has a very loud voice and often yells at our children. I am different from other brothers and sisters. I don't like to run around, but I like to be in my grandfather's room.

My grandfather can't speak, and he often sits in the rocking chair with his eyes closed and rests his mind. I sit next to him on the floor and draw.The old and the young have never made any noise, and the sign language I am proficient in is taught by him.

I still remember his big calloused hands holding my hand and gesticulating over and over again.

Now he was lying there, motionless, as quiet as his whole life.

I didn't cry, just stood there looking at him for a long time.I blamed myself for being so busy that I couldn't see him for the last time.

Suddenly I found that I seemed to have lost the ability to cry. I didn't cry when I was separated from Xi Zhuo, and I didn't cry when my grandfather passed away.

Some are afraid of this kind of self, as if nothing in this world can shake my calmness and calmness. Many people call this feeling of petrification as the maturity of a man.

If so, I don't want to be mature, I want to cry when I'm sad, and cry when I'm happy.

I want to face my life fiercely, but it seems impossible.The blood all over my body is getting cold, I am sick, but I don't know where the disease is and how to cure it.

On November [-]th, I went to Chen Zuoyi's home to study for the second time. That day was the day when Qi Yi returned to China.He came back half a year early with enough credits.

I know that he wants to face everything about Kakang Siyao together with me as soon as possible, and I can also imagine his hard work in order to come back earlier and severely compress his studies.

I told him that I would go back in seven days, and in these seven days he would first bring his French girlfriend to meet his parents.

It was also the same day, Yan Yiyun's birthday.

That evening, I fulfilled my third promise and played football with him.Also on the field were Chen Zuoyi, who was also fanatical about football, and Chen Anli, who was obsessed with Yan Yiyun.

Yan Yiyun wore the dress I designed for him, and posted a photo with us on the Internet.

A popular article soon appeared in the clothing circle, calling it a domestic original clothing brand that has been favored by 3Y's younger brother many times.The whole article is about Kakang Siyao, and the comments are mixed.

The last time I took Yan Yiyun to the studio, the customer service asked me privately if I wanted to ask him to be a spokesperson. Now that I think about it, I still find it funny, how can I afford it.All the boy's indirect and quiet efforts to bring Kakang Siyao to the public were spontaneous.

I have no other way to say thank you than to say thank you very much.

That was the first time I logged on to Weibo since we separated from Xi Zhuo. After liking Yan Yiyun, I resisted the urge to open Xi Zhuo's homepage.

Although I deliberately didn't watch his movements, I still couldn't avoid thinking about him. Even when I drank a drink, I had to look at him on the wrapping paper in a daze for a long time.

At the end of the year, Kakang Siyao made a small reform, which was decided after discussing with Qi Yi.

There are three main points.

Updates are regularized, and new updates are released on the seventh of every month. Forming a fixed expectation will be more effective than sudden surprises.

The model is fixed, the exclusive model is signed, and the shooting is no longer based on the model's time. The dominant right belongs to the studio.

Clothing customization, open clothing customization, change the single mode of online transaction of studio clothing sales.

When we decided to change to a more spacious workplace after the next year and wanted to rent a shop in the city center, we were limited by funds, but by coincidence we received a big order in clothing customization.

He Liang, who answered the phone, told me that Mr. Jiang, who was talking about cooperation, had asked me to have an interview by name.