Chapter 371
Old Feng remembered that the city hadn't been developed the last time he took the lift . During those times, lifts were less advanced and not as quiet .
It spent some time to reach the 27th floor .
Old Feng looked at the steel plates in the lift . It was smooth enough for seeing one's figure on it, like a mirror .
He tidied himself many times before leaving his home, but he still tried to check if something didn't look good through the steel plate surface .
He had never been so nervous .
When the lift arrived at the floor, Old Feng breathed deeply, putting on a mask and adjusted his glasses, before walking to a door and pressing the doorbell .
It was as if he could hear his heartbeat . He clenched his hands, then loosened them, repeating the actions . Soon, his hands turned wet .
He felt time passed slowly---until the moment the door was opened .
"Oh, Mr . Zhou, come in please!" Zhou Zihao opened the door, "Why are you wearing a mask?"
Old Feng said in a hoarse voice, "I got cold . But don't worry . "
"Zihao, is Mr . Zhou coming?" Tao Xiaman came to Zhou Zihao, looking at the old tailor with a smile; she tilted her head, feeling something that was hard to express .
"Come in and take a seat . " Zhou Zihao said .
Tao Xiaman nodded, "Mr . Zhou, take a seat, let me pour a cup of tea for you . "
"No, thanks . " Old Fend said quietly, "I've got sour throat, I cannot drink today… I'm just here take measurements . "
Tao Xiaman didn't say anything but lead him to the living room . Zhou Zihao pushed her from the back, "It's very hard to find this experienced tailor, Xiaman, be nice . "
Tao Xiaman rolled her eyes .
She looked back to this old tailor and found he was gazing at herself . When they saw each other, the tailor moved his gaze away and started to prepare the tools .
"I've not seen these old tools for many years . " Tao Xiaman was dragged back to her memory .
"They sure have an antiqued feel . " Zhou Zihao smiled, "There are many other tools in his house . I was attracted by them . They're all so old-fashioned . "
"Really? I want to go have a look if it's OK . " Tao Xiaman showed a smile .
But Old Feng coughed at this point, he came to them with a measuring tape, "Let's get started . Turn around, the height first . "
Tao Xiaman turned around .
Old Feng squatted down, and put down one side of the tape . He was very careful, gazing at the scale of it, and focusing on the number .
He wrote down each number with strength .
"Open your arms, now let me measure the length of sleeves . "
Tao Xiaman followed his order, and looked at her fiancé, "You know, it's a great feeling… Oh, Mr . Zhou, is there enough time to make a phoenix-pattern dress before the wedding?"
"Don't worry, you can get the dress . "
"Thank you . " Tao Xiaman said with appreciation… She was aware of the time needed to make a phoenix-pattern dress .
In Tao Xiaman's view, his answer was like a declaration instead of a promise .
It was a weird feeling, but she thought she had felt that before .
Soon after .
"I've got all the measurements, and will make it as soon as possible . Then, I will bring it to you for a try and see if there are some places that need to be amended . " Old Fend said while turning around and gathering his tools .
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Watching his back, Tao Xiaman asked, "Mr . Zhou… have we met somewhere?"
Old Feng's hands turned stiff suddenly, but became natural once again soon .
"Probably, because it's common to meet someone in this small city . "
"Right . " Tao Xiaman smiled and realized she asked a stupid question .
But another one was blurted out from her mouth… "Mr . Zhou, how many years have you been a tailor?"
"Dozens of years . "
"Do you know a tailor, his surname is Feng and specializes in making cheongsams?" Tao Xiaman paused, "It's been years . "
"No, I don't . " Old Fend didn't look back, "Since you know another old tailor, then why did you come to me?"
Tao Xiaman hurried to wave her hands, "Sir, I didn't mean that . I'm just ask… I like your sketch very much, really! Really! Besides, I thought that Mr . Feng might have given up tailoring work long ago . "
"I'll make it soon and notify you in advance . "
Old Feng left with his toolbox and didn't look back .
He seemed to feel that the way back was extremely long, just like when he came .
"What's wrong? Feeling uncomfortable?"
Watching Xiaman overlooking the whole city, Zhou Zihao gave her a hug from behind .
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"Nothing, just thinking about something . " Tao Xiaman said softly .
"Is it about that Mr . Zhou?"
"Probably… I don't know if the product will be good . "
"Are you nervous before the wedding, as the former designer said?" Zhou Zihao held Tao Xiaman's shoulder, "You look distracted these days . "
"You are the one that's distracted . " Tao Xiaman shook her head, suddenly saying, "Zihao… If I hid something from you, what will you think of it?"
"Well…" Zhou Zihao thought for a while, "Oh, what else are you hiding from me? What's that? You even told me you're taken in and brought up by Uncle Tao . "
"But you don't know matters before that . "
"I'm not interested in that . " Zhou Zihao gave her such an answer, "Or I can say, that I'm not interested in what you didn't tell me . Because…"
He turned Tao Xiaman back, saying softly, "I know I like the Xiaman who is standing before me . That's it . "
"Sugared words . " Tao Xiaman shook her head, lowered it and leaned it against his chest, "Give me some time…"
"Oh, he's quite good at making clothes . "
The servant girl was now going around and looking at the clothes in the tailor's old house .
Luo Qiu knew You Ye's character… she was very particular about food . In her long life, she saw too many perfect things; therefore, not many objects would meet her eye as time passed .
"Then have a try . " Boss Luo suddenly said .
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The servant girl turned around and looked at her master curiously .
Luo Qiu smiled, "It's OK, he won't be back soon . "
You Ye picked up a pure white Cheong-Sam .
Luo Qiu started to turn over everything here, those clothes, scripts, the scissors, sewing machine… and even those scratches at corner .
The club boss closed his eyes gradually .
He could hear the laughter from her childhood . He came to the wall, watching those photos on it .
It was probably Old Feng's habit, that stuck the photos of every customer which tried new clothes .
Those photos were yellowed but had also been wiped again… Actually the room looked very clean .
While watching them, Luo Qiu took one photo down .
He heard the pull of curtains . You Ye had finish changing… she must be very beautiful .
However, Boss Luo didn't turn back; he just looked at the photo in his hand, showing a gentle smile .
"Master, what's this?" The servant girl found the lady in the photo had a nice smile .
She was a gentle lady .
"It's my mum . "
Luo Qiu softly explained, "She's been here before . This is the dress she wore when she married my father . There are still old photos of them in my old house… It turns out she came here to customize the wedding dress . "
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