Chapter 368
"Meimei, today I…"
"Xiao Man, I have some business and need to leave early . "
"But we have an appointment…"
"My mother came to pick me up . Bye…"
"Oh… fine . "
During her childhood, when she was still called 'Feng Xiaman', her hands grasped the schoolbag straps with her head lowered . She told herself, "Those who can be picked up by their parents are so blissful . "
She used to have equivalent treatment one month ago .
The big and rough hands always held her small hands tightly .
Feng Xiaman walked through the crowd quickly; however, some sounds came to her ears .
"Don't talk to her tomorrow, got it?" one parent of another child said .
"If she wants to play with you, you should say you're not free, ok? if she insists, then tell the teacher!" another parent said to his own child .
There were also some similar but more unpleasant words .
"Don't play with the child of a murderer . You're good, baby, and she's bad . "
Something like this .
She could only cover her ears and ran over the corner… escaping each unfriendly saying and treatment .
"Xiaman, Xiaman? Xiaman?"
"Oh, what's wrong?"
Tao Xiaman was stunned, turning to look at her fiancé, who was her university classmate in L . A . they met, knew each other, fell in love; now, they were about to step into marriage .
"The designer is asking you a question . " Her fiancé Zhou Zihao smiled, "She is asking you what do you think of this style of dress?"
"Oh… sorry, my mind wandered just now . " Tao Xiaman looked at the designer apologetically .
The famous designer over 30 smiled, "That's alright, a girl before marriage finds it easier for her mind to wander . I was the same when I got married a few years back . And at this point, Mr . Zhou, you should coax your fiancée . "
Zhou Zihao laughed, watching his fiancée with happiness and satisfaction .
The designer added, "Ms . Tao, according to your requirements, I can give you 3 design sketches of the dress . What do you think of these?"
Tao Xiaman looked back at the design drawing, and suddenly remembered she had lost her train of thought in the second one .
"Well… let me think it over . " Tao Xiaman hesitated and said .
The designer replied, "Don't you like this kind of wedding dress mixed both western style and Chinese tradition?"
"Yes…" Tao Xiaman waved her hands, "It's really beautiful, but I think I should have time to consider . "
"Well…" the designer smiled, "Yeah, it's a key decision for your life and marriage, you should think it over . Then, let me edit it slightly . Is that OK?"
"Yeah, thank you . " Tao Xiaman nodded .
Zhou Zihao held Tao Xiaman's hand and walked out of this store, towards the parking lot . He asked, "Why? Are you feeling bad? You don't look good . "
Tao Xiaman shook her head, "Probably due to the time difference . "
"Yeah, then get more rest . " Zhou Zihao didn't think too much about it… He didn't sleep well either .
Although they had been back for more than one week .
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Zhou Zihao said as opening the car door for Tao Xiaman, "Anyway, I thought you should be fond of such traditional formal dresses . "
"Why do you say this?" Tao Xiaman asked curiously .
Zhou Zihao smiled, "Do you remember last Christmas? You gazed at one of the dresses in a dress store and held still there . I thought you like traditional Chinese style, so my friends introduced me to this designer and I told her to design a Chinese-style one . I thought it might be a surprise to you, but…"
Tao Xiaman felt touched and patted Zhou Zihao's hand, "No, I don't . I like the Chinese style, but…"
"But what?"
"It's hard for a girl to meet a Chinese-style wedding dress with phoenix pattern that she likes . " Tao Xiaman shook her head, "I don't want to make do with it…"
"Yeah… that makes sense . " Zhou Zihao nodded, "Well, we still have time to look for another one . Oh, by the way, when will your parents be back?"
"Next week . "
The car left slowly .
The old man dared not speak . Only when the car left did he come out . He had never felt so excited these years .
The happiness and restraint of looking at Xiaman also made him suffer .
Yet, Old Feng glanced at this dress shop . This was still a good result for him .
Because his daughter would get married .
To a father, nothing would be better than hearing this .
Old Feng soon wore his cap and mask and left this place .
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He didn't know how he left that tall wall .
He only regained his senses when he was standing on the street .
Furthermore, what he wore were not prison grab, but a simple suit with some money in the pocket .
Then, he witnessed the girl had been led from the car and walked into the dress shop… Old Feng was sure that she was his daughter .
Old Feng even found a note with an address from his pocket---it was Tao Xiaman's address .
He got the information from the staff of that welfare institution, that the adoptor's family name was Tao .
Old Feng felt he met the most mysterious issue in the world… Even if it was a dream, he was happy to be immersed in it .
And didn't want to wake up .
Maybe he should cherish the time, and head to Tao Xiaman's address to watch his grown-up daughter one more time .
However, after a long consideration, he decided to go back to his home .
That old house .
In the evening, Zhou Zihao calmed down after chatting on the phone with Tao Xiaman .
He loved this girl, more than everything else .
He tried to provide her with the best he could give .
The wedding banquet here was for treating the families and friends of both side; and after marriage, they planned to immigrate abroad .
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Zhou Zihao couldn't fall asleep, because of the time difference and the matter that happened this morning .
He searched online to look for wedding dress and shops in the city .
Nevertheless, he failed to get what he wanted after half an hour .
So Zhou Zihao tried to ask questions, 'Where can I find an experienced and skillful worker for designing traditional Chinese dresses?'
He didn't expect to get the answer right away .
Zhou Zihao laughed, turning off the lamp light and decided to sleep… but unexpectedly the notification for the question rang .
Zhou Zihao quickly turned it on and checked .
A user named LQ wrote a paragraph, "I heard, a dozen years ago, there was a good tailor who provided customized dress-making services . He lived at No . 33, the second alley of Jihua Road . But I don't know if he is still living there . You can go check . "
"A dozen years ago?" Zhou Zihao gave a start, thinking; he decided to get up and copy down this address .
When he woke up the next day, Zhou Zihao massaged his eyes . He slept well, so was energetic today .
He looked at the note, thinking for a while, and making a phone call---to his fiancée .
"Hey, Xiaman, I'll go for a dinner with my classmates, so I cannot go with you this afternoon . " Zhou Zihao apologized, "They asked me to go last night . It was too late, so I didn't tell you yesterday . "
"Oh, that's ok . You should go see your classmates after so many years . And I have to hurry to finish a report . So, take care when you're driving . The road situation is quite different from L . A . 's . "
Zhou Zihao made some small talk with her, then tidied himself and went out of the door .
The destination showed, 'No . 33, the second alley of Jihua Road . '
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