After William put the ironed underwear aside, he took the dress that Dorothy handed over carefully, flipped his wrist, and shook the skirt very skillfully, and slid the dress thinly against the light. After looking around.William was taken aback for a moment, and after a slight "huh", he opened his mouth with a slightly unsure tone.

"You like this dress?"

Even the funeral home asked the same thing...

It was rare for Dorothy to see William's anomaly, so she seemed a little uncomfortable. She puffed her cheeks and muttered vaguely, "It is said that Nina Hopkins releases a new style every year, just take a look, I'll just take a look... ..." Twisting and twisting, he began to look at his toes.

In front of her own brother, as a younger sister, she can't help showing a little coquettishness.

"You never said what kind of skirt you like... I had to buy clothes according to the styles my mother wore for you." There seemed to be a few complaints in William's calm voice.Immediately afterwards, he frowned, sighed and quickly pulled out the notebook he carried with him, and "sasa" began to write something.

"Nina Hodgkins? Well, that's fine..."

"Well, I'll write down the size again."

Dorothy on the side listened to it and felt that something was wrong, and there was an urge to poke her head and imitate an ostrich...

But this kind of feeling began to be diluted the moment she returned to her bedroom, leaving her brother in the hall with her things in her hands. If you don't decorate a room that is too empty, you will always feel that you can't see anyone. cold.

The angel had obviously come to look for her, and the fallen feathers were not taken away, but scattered in the room, the number was not large but not too small, even the last few attempts could give Dorothy a boost. Pillows are gone.

Dorothy took off her shoes and stepped on the carpet she had spread all over the room. With the first step she took off the knee socks on her left foot, then on her right foot, took off her black coat, and unbuttoned her own. Headband.Walking to the edge of the bed and sitting down, Dorothy hugged her legs and began to daze.

When the joy faded, she reflected that she might have done something wrong, and the subtle anger of the funeral home was obviously not happy.Yet no one knew exactly what he was thinking.Dorothy always shy away from dealing with others head-on. The people who have interacted with each other over the years are just counting on their fingers. They have a clear personality and a clear mind, which is also easy to guess...

This kind of thing happens too rarely.

Or... I try to please him?

In the next second, Dorothy quickly slapped herself in her heart, and then dismissed the idea.She can't do anything well...it will only add to the chaos...

She has been with the funeral home for several years, and the god of death has never had a sense of time, and Dorothy can only vaguely realize that her release date is not far away.Reaching out and lifting a corner of his white shirt, the black pattern was much lighter than it was back then.

It's not far away.

Dorothy's melancholy did not last long.Early the next morning it turned into a fright.

Yes, scare.

The moment she got up early and opened the closet, she almost lost her eyesight.

A closet full of "I'm expensive" brothers and sisters are neatly placed in her small closet. Different fabrics and different styles of "pirikipi" are shining, as if holding a grand family reunion.

This, is this the feeling of getting rich overnight? !

Dorothy said "Oh oh oh?" with a pale face, unable to speak.

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