Chapter 133 The light snow brings about the wind, even the winter rain is not worth it

Author: Ciliansheng

The conversation with his best friend Sheng Xia did not make An Ji realize any new design inspiration, but he remembered that his costume design for the Song Yun exhibition had not yet been handed over to the organizer of the exhibition, and the deadline was the next day.

"What are you looking for? Dad, help you look for it?" An Jia Ningfu didn't stop as soon as he got home. He walked around the living room and then around the kitchen. Although he tried his best to cover it up with his mouth, he still couldn't hide it.

His face was full of excitement.

Seeing that his girl had turned the house upside down and couldn't wait to share something, An Jianing decided to rescue the only listener in the room from the room full of clothes.

"Are you going to participate in some exhibition? You even ironed it specially!"

"What can't be found? Dad will help you find it. Come on, come on. I'll finish the search quickly. Dad wants to tell you something."

Even though An Ji lowered his head, he could still feel the expression coming from his father through several piles of clothes.

"Well, I am participating in an exhibition, and there is a piece of clothing that I can't find right now." An Ji guessed the possible direction of An Jianing's topic, but was unwilling to muddle through when he was not in the mood, and did not take the initiative to speak.

"Although it is not the most eye-catching piece in this design, if it is missing, the overall effect will be broken."

Design is all connected, whether it is stage design or costume design, every part of the whole is indispensable.

"I'm sure, do you have a design draft? I'll look for it for you."

"Are you in a hurry?"

With the joy that he wanted to share hidden in his heart, An Jianing spoke much more frequently than usual. Every word he spoke was filled with urgency.

"Dad, don't worry about it. I'll look for it myself." He still didn't know what he was doing, so An Ji was naturally not in the mood to respond to An Jianing's joy. "Dad, go and see what my mother has cooked."

, you can go eat together and leave me alone."

"You really don't need it... Okay, I'll go see what's available to eat first, and you can call me and your mother if you need it!" Seeing that his daughter really didn't want him to get involved, An Jianing left angrily.

Walking to the living room and looking at He Yanqing not far away, An Jianing opened his mouth several times, but still said nothing - he had been hiding the fact that he was going to do a drama again from his wife, and now it was just the beginning.

The results were not enough to reassure He Yanqing.

"Don't worry about her. I've been looking for it since I came back today. It's not like I'm looking for anything." After putting the prepared dishes on the table, He Yanqing was so preoccupied with his girl that he didn't even have time to question An Jianing about what he did today.

Return late.

"You let her find it by herself. Every time I clean it up for her and she can't find something, she says she can find it by herself." He Yanqing took a bite of food and sighed repeatedly, "If nothing else, she,

Since I started doing this art, I just put it wherever I can think of it, it’s just random and I can’t always find it when I need it.”

"I'm going out!"

Rushing from his bedroom to the living room, An Ji didn't care that his mother was talking bad things about him to his father. Before his mother could put down the dishes, he had already picked up the coat on the hook and checked the keys in his pocket.

"I left that dress at Hangluo Factory. I have to send it over tomorrow at the latest." Both parents looked over, and An Ji explained without raising his head while changing his shoes.

Seeing his daughter talking so busy, He Yanqing couldn't help but frown and looked An Ji up and down: "It's so late, why don't you take a taxi?"

"No, Shengxia said she would pick me up." An Ji put the shoehorn back on the shoe cabinet and then said, "You don't have to wait for me tonight. It will take me a while to go back and forth. I have the key with me. You guys are normal."

Just rest."

"Is she here now?"

Before he could hear what his mother said, An Ji had already leaned half of his body out of the door. Sheng Xia, who was waiting at the door of the building, flashed his headlights two or three times toward the window as if in response to He Yanqing.

"These two kids are really good. Just send them tomorrow and then go there tomorrow. Are you not afraid of danger if you are in such a hurry now?"

"Bah, bah, bah, nonsense..." He Yanqing muttered to himself, while An Jianing, who was sitting opposite, nodded in agreement and said nothing. He just stuffed rice into his mouth and chewed slowly.

Glancing at her husband, He Yanqing showed displeasure, and then sighed: "Okay, let's serve her some food, so that she won't have to order takeout when she comes back in the evening and is hungry. How unhealthy is that?"

"You don't want to go tomorrow? Is it because you were distracted that day and have been disconnected all morning?" It was dinner time, and there were not many cars on the road out of the city. Only then did Shengxia dare to distract himself and talk to An Ji.

The last two sentences.

I don’t know when it started to rain and sleet outside the car window. The extremely fine snow fell on the window and instantly melted into water droplets and gathered in one place.

An Ji, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was not surprised why Shengxia could reveal his thoughts with one word.

"If you don't say anything else, I definitely understand that you are busy during this period..." As soon as the preaching words came to her lips, Shengxia remembered her feelings when she encountered a similar situation and swallowed the words abruptly, "These things that didn't go well are all

It's temporary. You can ask your uncles and aunts tomorrow if they can help."

"I've always heard adults say that they have walked on more bridges than we have walked on. I always didn't believe it." Shengxia paused deliberately, not knowing who she was trying to pique, "Although I don't believe it now, but there are so many

Chatting with older people, whether you agree or disagree, there is always merit."

Driving in the middle of summer again, the two best friends arrived at Hangluo Factory very quickly. Fortunately, An Ji had the key given by Aunt Zhang, so there was no need to trouble An Ji to come over on such a late winter night.

After opening the door, An Ji went straight to the place where the clothes were placed in his memory. Shengxia also found the light switch familiarly. The two best friends worked together and saved a lot of time.

"As expected, they are here." Pulling the clothes that had been put in plastic bags out of a pile of unknown items, An Ji stroked his chest, "Fortunately, they were not thrown away.

There is a lot of stuff piled up that I haven’t knitted well and can’t sell.”

Listening to An Ji's explanation, Shengxia pursed her lips and wanted to laugh, but in the end she didn't laugh out loud. She took the packed clothes from An Ji's hand: "You should pack it up a little, otherwise the uncles and aunts will come tomorrow.

You still think it’s a thief.”

"It's okay. I'll come over tomorrow and I won't clean it up." An Ji got out of the pile of cloth and patted the dirt on his body, "I'll just clean it up tomorrow."

"Are you coming... tomorrow?"

"Well, you have to face what you have to face. I can't mess up my life just because of these setbacks!"

The wind blew up the light at the door and swept in the snow that had turned into water the night before, making people shiver a little.

After sending the clothes, An Ji went against the scenery and entered the Hangluo Factory. He was a little hesitant and uneasy, but did not take the initiative to say anything.

"Have a rest?"

"Don't be anxious, you are already making rapid progress."

If Sheng Xia hadn't repeatedly promised not to say anything to her uncles and aunts, An Ji would have suspected that Aunt Zhang had gotten some gossip and found out about her struggles these days.

"In this case, you come with me and let's have a good chat." Aunt Zhang knew that An Ji still couldn't let go, so she led the latter to a quiet room aside, "Come on, I'll have a chat with you."

The pressure of sitting face to face made An Ji even more nervous, but today Aunt Zhang seemed to want An Ji to speak first no matter what. She made two cups of tea and placed them in front of each other, but said nothing.

"actually……"

"Um?"

"Actually, it's just..." An Ji bit his lower lip, and while letting go of his mouth, he finally made up his mind to express what he wanted to say, "I've been very confused recently and have too many things to do, but what?

It didn’t produce results either.”

"That day, it was because my mind was so messed up that I disconnected several times, and then I thought about escaping."

Aunt Zhang was still smiling as usual. She neither responded to An Ji's words nor showed any change in her expression. She just allowed the latter to continue speaking, which undoubtedly added to An Ji's inner pressure.

"Sometimes I just think, if I do something wrong, you will tell me that I am fine."

"Of course, I don't mean to blame my own problems on you. What I mean is..." The weather was already cold, and An Ji's hands and feet were cold because of nervousness, and his fingertips were trembling slightly.

Picking up the tea on the side, An Ji warmed his hands with the heat in it, and then calmed down: "I always feel that I can't do it. I'm sorry for those who believe in me. Obviously you can criticize me, but..."

Just like the mother could obviously educate her father when he failed, but the mother worked hard to support the family.

Just like me now, I am not capable enough but I still want to do these things well at the same time, causing people around me to put their confidence in myself in vain, but I can't give them the proper response.

Although Aunt Zhang doesn't know the past events between An Ji's parents, she can understand An Ji's inner thoughts - An Ji is very sensitive and responsible, and she cares about everyone who cares about her.

"A gentle person is naturally worthy of being treated with tenderness." An Ji had confided what was on his mind and should have felt better. Aunt Zhang then smiled and spoke, obviously not caring whether there was any ambiguity in An Ji's words.

The place.

"Just as you treat Hangluo wholeheartedly, he will treat you wholeheartedly."

Seeing that there was moisture in An Ji's eyes, the tea on the side was already full of coolness, obviously not due to the steam. Aunt Zhang stood up to fill up the tea, and took this opportunity to turn her back and let

An Ji has his own space.

"It's not that you have no achievements, you just want to do your best in everything, so that you feel worthy of everyone."

"But you have to know that no one is perfect. Even if nature is not perfect, how can we make everything perfect?"

"It's normal to have problems, it's normal to have difficulties. Where can there be a mountain without a valley?"

After receiving the teacup handed over by Aunt Zhang, An Ji looked at the teacup without saying a word, not knowing whether he wanted to see through the teacup or hide all his emotions in the teacup.

In short, the tea that I drank into my mouth was a little less sweet and a little more salty. I think there was some liquid other than tea mixed in, which disturbed the original golden soup and brown ridge.

"You've done a good job. You can ask your uncles and aunts about the problem of being distracted and disconnected. We can't completely avoid it even now." He understood that An Ji was thinking of respecting the loom and felt that his own thoughts were random.

Not worthy of this precipitation, Aunt Zhang picked out the contradictions in the matter and explained them to An Ji one by one.

"Go and ask them, are they upset because they forgot to turn off the fire at home today, or are they upset because their children's jobs have changed?"

"Hangluo is love and reverence, but it is also life... Your love cannot become your shackles and restrict you. Because of it, you are tied up and you only dare to walk in a strict manner."

Putting down the tea cup in his hand, An Ji was about to say something, but was stopped again by Aunt Zhang: "I know you understand, and I also know that you want to go over and continue to practice weaving now, but you can't, I can't.

agree!"

"Ah..." An Ji didn't realize what Aunt Zhang meant for a while. He just thought that his mind needed to be tempered now, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
To be continued...