On the snowy night, pedestrians unconsciously accelerated their pace and rushed home to reunite with their families. No one noticed the boys and girls hugging each other tightly on the street.

Jibai struggled a little, but was hugged tighter by him.

Jibai finally gave up. She slowly raised her hand and grabbed the corner of Xie Sui's clothes. The black windproof clothing had a very hard texture and wrinkled in her hand.

He had a faint smell of peppermint tobacco.

"Xie Sui, it's okay."

There was a slightly moist red color at the corners of her eyes, and her fine eyelashes were stuck together by tears, looking pitiful.

His voice was deep, "Who bullies you?"

Jibai looked up at him. His eyes were deep and his cut-off eyebrows smelled fierce.

She shook her head, sat back on the bench, carefully took out the evening dress, and showed it to Xie Sui: "It's the skirt that's broken."

Xie Sui sat beside her, reached out and pulled her skirt, with an obviously incredible expression: "Just because of this torn skirt, do you sit on the street crying in the New Year's Eve?"

Jibai stubbornly snatched the fabric from his hand and muttered, "This is not a torn skirt, this is the evening dress given to me by grandma."

Xie Sui really doesn't understand what the girl thinks now. Nothing is worth crying. He almost thought she had experienced something big of apart from life and death.

Xie Sui looked at the beautiful dress with brightness and said easily: "If you break it, just make it up, don't cry for this kind of thing."

Her tears were precious, at least, to him, extremely precious.

"You don't understand." Jibai bit his lip: "I have been preparing for the annual meeting for a long time. My skirt is broken, so I can't go."

"Must wear this? Can you change one?"

"I don't have a second evening dress that I can replace." Jibai gently stroked the gilded silk thread on the lace yarn and said softly: "This is my only dress."

Xie Sui looked at the loss in her eyes and felt very uncomfortable. He got up and packed his skirt and stuffed it into the box: "Let's go."

Jibai looked at him in surprise: "Where are you going?"

“Find a place to sew skirts.”

Jibai looked at the phone and sighed: "It's too late."

Xie Sui stretched out his hand to her: "It's not until the last minute, everything is still in time."

Jibai lowered his head and looked at his broad palm, patted it gently, and finally a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Yes!"

**

Jibai followed Xie Sui through the winding alley.

The surrounding buildings are brightly lit, and occasionally you can hear the crackling sound of firecrackers and the crisp laughter of children from the end of the alley.

"Xie Sui, where are you going?"

Xie Sui took a big step and walked fast. Jibai wore high heels with dresses, which was a little unable to catch up with his pace.

He would stop and wait for her after walking for a while: "If you delay any more, you will really not be able to catch up."

The white feet were almost worn out. She touched her heels and caught up with Xie Sui crookedly.

Only then did Xie Sui realize that she was wearing high heels and her heels were polished red, so he instinctively reached out to hug her, Ji Bai turned his back: "What are you doing?"

"What else can I do? I will take you away."

"Who wants you to hug me?" Jibai limped forward: "I have no problem."

"It's still far away, when will you go like this?" Xie Sui looked at the time: "It's already six forty."

Time was tight, and her white feet were really hurt. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Then... you carry me on your back."

“Is it different?”

Xie Sui wanted to pick her up again, but Jibai quickly dodged away and became anxious: "If you don't want to carry it, I'll leave by myself."

"Okay, I'll carry it." Xie Sui squatted down helplessly: "Come up."

Jibai held his shoulders and lay on his solid and tough back.

Xie Su held her buttocks and easily carried her up, running forward like an enclave.

Although he was running, he took a steady step, Jibai lay on his back without feeling bumpy at all.

Her slender white arms rested on his shoulders and overlapped at his neck.

Through the fabric, she could feel the heat and hardness of Xie Sui's body. His shoulders and neck were particularly wide and his body was strong and strong. Such a man could easily bring a sense of security to women.

Feeling that the girl seemed to fall, Xie Sui stopped and held her back, steadily holding the inner side of her thigh.

"Please stick to me tighter." Xie Sui said: "Otherwise I will fall off when I run."

Jibai's face turned red secretly, and his legs tightly hooked his thin waist.

In the night sky ahead, fireworks exploded with bangs, illuminating the faces of the two.

Xie Sui raised his head in surprise: "Look."

"See it."

He raised the corner of his mouth with satisfaction.

Soon, another cluster of fireworks rose from the side sky.

"Look!"

"See it."

"Is it beautiful?"

"beautiful."

“I think it’s beautiful, too.”

Jibai held the boy's neck and looked at the light that appeared in his pupils from time to time. She suspected that Xie Sui had never seen fireworks before, so she was surprised.

"Do you like watching fireworks?"

"On average." Xie Sui's answer seemed careless.

"Why are you so surprised? It seems like you have never seen it before."

Xie Sui turned around and glanced at her: "I'm asking you to see."

Jibai was even more puzzled: "Then I haven't seen fireworks before."

"I know you've seen it, but who hasn't seen fireworks yet."

"So, why are you so surprised?"

"Which eye did you see me surprised."

"You've just now..."

"Believe it or not, I'll throw you out."

“…”

Jibai shut up, and she decided not to pay attention to this slut who was always fierce.

A cluster of larger fireworks burst into the sky, bursting into several flower balls, and the colors were particularly gorgeous.

"Xie Sui, look."

Xie Sui was just told by Jibai. He deliberately lowered his head, kept his head in his arms and said in a muffled voice: "Who hasn't seen fireworks yet?"

Jibai wanted to laugh a little, so she raised Xie Sui's jaw and said softly: "Look, I won't laugh at you."

His jaw was decorated with a faint green stubble, which was a little uncomfortable, but Jibai felt quite comfortable, and he scratched it like he was touching a cat.

Xie Sui finally looked at the sky again, and there was light in his dark eyes.

In fact, he didn't think the fireworks were rare, but he really wanted her to see the beauty of the moment...

Xie Sui stubbornly felt that all the beauty in this world should belong to her.

...

Soon, Xie Sui stopped in front of the Sanhe Residential Building where he lived and gently knocked on the unit door on the floor: "Aunt Fang, are you here?"

The door opened, and a woman in her forties appeared in front of Jibai.

She dressed simply, wore a plaid cotton jacket, and had an apron in front of her.

When she saw Xie Sui, her expression lit up: "Xiao Sui, come in quickly. Haven't had dinner yet, come in and have dinner together."

"Aunt Fang, I won't have a meal anymore. I'm going to come to you today."

Xie Sui didn't talk nonsense and opened the dress box in Jibai's hand: "My friend's skirt is broken. You have good skills. Can you make up for it? I'm sorry to disturb you during the Chinese New Year today. I'll give you overtime pay?"

"Oh, you pay for the overtime pay, the emergency medical expenses of our old man. Don't say these words, come in and sit down, I'll take a look at this skirt."

Xie Sui pulled Jibai into the house. Jibai saw several beautiful skirts hanging by the walls of the house, as well as suits and various formal outfits. It seemed that they should be professional fabric repair shops.

Aunt Fang took out her glasses and a sewing box from the room and looked at the sliding thread of the dress.

"This skirt is exquisitely crafted." The aunt looked at Jibai in surprise: "It's not cheap."
To be continued...