"There are still some, but the last two, I don't plan to sell them anymore, I want to keep them as a souvenir-"

He had no idea that he was entering the biggest conspiracy. Wen Wuxin seemed to be possessed. He felt a little relieved. The man's attitude of swaying and not selling strongly deepened his "faithful belief":

"Sir, I really want this bracelet very much. Can I sell one to me? You also said that the owner of the bracelet needs fate. After going around in circles, it is also fate that we can meet twice! I have been looking for you here for a day!"

"this?"

Seeing the man keep shaking his head, obviously holding his mind, people's psychology is sometimes so strange. The more he can't get it, the more he wants it. At this moment, Wen Wuxin was like an ant on a hot pan, and he had already been grasped by someone and held it in his palm.

He tried his best to talk hard, and finally Wen Wuxin took out the trick of even a bitter meat plan, briefly talked about the regret of losing his loved one, and begged the seller with great tragedy at the moment, using the reason why he was still in a wheelchair and dragging his sick body.

"Sir, for my sake, let me give it one! Let us two of us who are sympathetic and suffer from love and despair, can we have a thought? The most important thing about commemoration is not too much, right?"

Holding his fists, Wen Wuxin whispered in a low voice, and even made a begging gesture.

Finally, the man touched the bag several times before taking out a blue brocade box, and stroked the box with caress: "These two are Aries, one representing my zodiac sign, and the other representing my wife. I can only give up Aries Cupid!"

When he heard this, Wen Wuxin's eyes suddenly shone brightly and shone brightly in an instant:

"Sir, it's really fate, a destiny of heaven! Do you know? The person I want to give is Aries! Thank you, thank you!"

It was like the last trace of duckweed caught by a drowning man. At this moment, a bracelet, in Wen Wuxin's eyes, had become a life-saving straw for his love. He had never thought that these many coincidences might also be a conspiracy specially designed for him.

He paid the money very happily, and even for this moment, he even prepared cash in advance, and kept it with the chair beside him. Finally, he was very happy to leave a contact information with the man.

Shaking his head, the man smiled:

"The reason why I sold my bracelet was to exchange some money to buy a house in the countryside, guard my wife's grave, and live a peaceful life isolated from the world! In the past, she always said she wanted to retire, but now she was too tired, but now I feel the same way. Unfortunately, I couldn't figure it out when she was alive! I won't use mobile phones in the future--"

Thinking of something, the man nodded at him:

"By the way, there is one more thing that I almost forgot, you must remember it!"

"What's up?"

"The bracelet of Cupid's love is like Cupid's arrow. Whoever you give it is equivalent to who your arrow is shooting at. Not only should you send it in person, but there is also a place that cannot be ignored, that is, you must engrave a unique name that represents the two of you. This also represents your heart. Once the bracelet has a mark, it will become the exclusive "Cupid's arrow" for you. Please cherish the first chance of printing the bracelet. Don't make mistakes. Before you send it, you can often hold it in your hand to see it or play with it. It is said that this bracelet is like our magical ancient jade in China. It will recognize the master. The longer it is contaminated with your breath, the more spiritual it is. When sent, it will be like a loyal slave who does things for the master, and the greater its role it plays! Of course, these are the experiences summarized by the bracelet sender. Believe it or not, it is all about you. You are already its master! I hope it can bring you good luck-"

"Thanks!"

When he returned to the room, Wen Wuxin was still so excited that it was hard to describe. Although he was just asking for comfort with a try-out mentality, but he did not have such great hope for success or failure, he still began to be pious!

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After being unfortunately robbed, Feng Yiting gave her many gifts to comfort her injured little heart, so Ji Qianyu didn't think much about this bracelet.

The style is not annoying, and the meaning is very well conveyed, so she feels good to wear it. For several consecutive days, she has been wearing the same style.

On that day, when Feng Yiting returned home, he saw Ji Qianyu fiddling with her bunch of things. The bed was covered with clothes, and the cabinet was open. She was tidying up and humming a small song. She looked very good.

"Did you come back from a shopping mall? I'm so happy?"

Looking at the cardboard box underground, Feng Yiting felt that he had not settled down. He unconsciously frowned at this messy area:

"Oh, don't move, don't step on my doll~"

Turning around, coming almost at a sprint of 100 meters, Ji Qianyu moved a box on the ground aside:

"If the box is broken, my doll will be worthless! Husband, why did you come back so early today? If you come back half an hour later, I will finish it!"

Turning around, she continued to sort out: "The clothes are messy when changing seasons, I'll sort them out!"

"Yeah~"

He stepped forward to get the home clothes. Feng Yiting was about to change them. When he remembered what place he saw, Ji Qianyu turned over another piece of clothing and ran over:

"Honey, wait a minute, I made you a shirt, and I'll try it out by the way. If it doesn't work, I'll change it to you!"

Looking at the exquisite shirt on his arms, it was not ordinary white or blue, it was noble light gray and blue, but the light color was not exaggerated brightness or gloomy darkness, but a calm matte tone, paired with the black suit on his body, it was unique and atmospheric, very suitable for:

"What did you do?"

Although she is a fashion designer, her design is really like hers. The main focus is on the fashion style of a mature woman, and the color is really more girlish white powder. Unexpectedly, when it comes to making men's shirts, they are not only exquisite but also calm, and the crystal buckles on them are also simple and exquisite.

"Yeah, purely handmade!"

As he gently caressed, Feng Yiting's thoughts were also turbulent and surging.

"Look, my hands are called up, but I won't make a second one! Husband, try it quickly?" Ji Qianyu raised his little hand and did not forget to take credit!

"Thank you!" After holding her slender fingertips, Feng Yiting lowered his head and pecked her lips: "Thank you for your hard work!"

Feng Yiting was particularly moved when he received a gift full of her wishes: "Help me get it, I'll wash my hands and try again!"

Very solemnly, Feng Yiting really went to wash his hands first, for fear that the hard thorns on his hands would scrape the clothes, so he deliberately blew dry and wiped a little hand cream before coming out.

After taking off his suit, Feng Yiting remembered something and took off his watch again. At this time, Ji Qianyu happened to take his clothes and talk to him. The two of them touched each other and suddenly made a "bang" sound. The next second, Ji Qianyu covered his wrist and shouted:

"Oh~"

"What's wrong? Have you encountered you? Have you been injured?"

He quickly stuffed his clothes into his arms, but Ji Qianyu felt distressed and wiped his bracelet: "My bracelet was scraped by your watch. Try it, I'll wipe it!"

Fearing that it would leave scratches when it was slow, Ji Qianyu turned around and went to the cabinet to turn over the maintenance and scrubbing cream.

Only then did you notice the bracelet on her hand. Looking at her anxious, anxious and cherished little movements, Feng Yiting's lips twitched unconsciously:

He screamed so loudly, and women were really fussy. Is a bracelet more important than a hand? Isn't it just to buy one if it is scratched?

Turning around and putting down the watch, he also looked at the buckles on the opening of his top diamond watch, and then shook his head again: The round curved edges and corners left no traces! It seems that his watch is more valuable!

Then, he changed into a shirt and tried it. The size was just right, just like the customized ones, and it was very comfortable to wear.

Feng Yiting tidied up his cuffs, Ji Qianyu also folded his bracelet back. When he raised his eyes, Feng Yiting saw that she was holding a treasure, wiping while venting:

"It's okay, no trace left--"

After Dai back on his hand, Ji Qianyu looked up at him: "Hey, that's OK!"

After stepping forward, he sorted out the collar for him, tied the covert buckles on the collar, and looked at the flatness, Ji Qianyu narrowed his eyes with satisfaction:

"The color is just right, and I'm afraid it's too dark and looks old. It looks better than white! Husband, is it comfortable? Try your elbows, is it tight?"

"Well, after washing, the collar will be re-ironed, and it will be even smoother! Why did the button on the left bend be? Change one-"

Feng Yiting didn't say a word, circled around him. Ji Qianyu looked at him and kept talking to himself, watching her pursue the ultimate and perfection in pursuit of excellence, and with the corner of her lips, Feng Yiting's gaze was all above the red and blue bracelet on her fair wrist:

“Very comfortable, good craftsmanship!”

Cucking her waist, Feng Yiting said:

"There are many benefits to marry a designer's wife. I think you can design a few sets of underwear for me. I will cooperate with you in how to measure the size. Make sure you master the accuracy!"

With a squeak, Ji Qianyu's face turned red in an instant. He raised his hand and was about to twist him. Seeing that he was wearing his own design, she changed to raising his foot and stomping on his feet:

"Wu! Come again, you're getting less serious! Do you want me to design two sets of elephant noses for you to wear them specifically to go to work? Desai, take it off quickly!"

She was ashamed of shame, turned around and just wanted to do it, but she realized that she had gone wrong and turned back. She glared at him in anger and kicked him before she could get over him. Behind her, a burst of laughter came.

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In Zhuoyuan Film and Television Office, Feng Yiting finished his work and was staring at the gray and blue on his cuffs, but suddenly received a call from Ding Ruoxue:

"Ruoxue, is there anything wrong?"

Then he got up and he went to make a cup of coffee in good mood.

"Cousin, the medicine that Dr. Shen prescribed for me last time is very useful. I want to keep some spares so that I will disturb you in the future. Can you help me bring some more? He said it seems to be imported, which is very troublesome. I am afraid that Yun'er will not be able to prescribe it! This day, I dare not go out casually! Cough cough~"

Suddenly, he remembered that Wen Wuxin seemed to have been transferred to that hospital. Thinking that he could go and learn about his situation, Feng Yiting nodded and said:

"Okay, I understand, I'll send it to you later!"
Chapter completed!