It\'s just that she never expected that the moment the old lady opened her mouth to tell a story, Pi Luoluo had the urge to burst into tears.

"The love between me and my husband is really happy when I recall it..."

When the old lady spoke, the pianist in the coffee shop happened to be talking about a gentle and quiet tune, creating a beautiful and romantic atmosphere all of a sudden.

"We met on the old railway station platform. At that time, I was just a platform conductor, watching the people coming and going every day to ensure their safety."

"Then one day, my husband got out of the car with a leather suitcase, and I helped a pregnant woman carry something. When I stepped on the air, my husband saved me. At that time, we fell in love at first sight."

"After a long time, we decided to walk together to meet our parents. I later found out that he was the young master of a rich family. His father, who is also my father-in-law, did not agree with the ordinary me marrying into their family. My husband did it for me. Had a big fight with the family."

The old lady said a lot in one breath.

It probably means that his husband fought for it later and planned to make the family business bigger and bigger, but according to his father\'s request, he had to be separated from her for two years.

If two people are still deeply in love after two years, they will never be stopped again.

At that time, there was no telephone, a car, a horse, a cup of tea, and for two years, the two of them communicated only by letters based on the belief that "we must walk together".

Two years later, the two finally entered the marriage hall and stayed together for a lifetime.

Later, my husband got Alzheimer\'s disease, and he forgot everyone, but only remembered her. He even asked the train station where they first met to build a bronze statue of the two of them embracing each other as one of the symbols of memory.

Later, Mr. passed away.

She was depressed and suffered from Alzheimer\'s disease, and almost forgot about her own children.

So, she wanted to design a dress with the memories of her and her husband.

When Pi Luoluo heard the last word, she looked at the old lady quietly, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly, stained with crystal clear tears: "Okay, I\'ll help you design."

"But I only have one hundred yuan, and I gave all my money to the children." The old lady didn\'t bother to explain anything, she just said it a little embarrassed.

Pi Luoluo wiped away her tears with a tissue, and couldn\'t help but bend the corners of her lips: "Your story moved me very much, and I am very envious of such a dedicated and affectionate love. I don\'t charge a penny, and I can help you customize your dress exclusively." .”

The old lady\'s eyes were red with excitement, and her voice choked up: "Really? Is someone really willing to help me!"

Pi Luoluo grasped the old lady\'s wrinkled hands with both hands, and nodded vigorously: "Of course."

The old lady was so excited that she couldn\'t help crying softly.

At the end of crying, the old lady\'s symptoms started to attack, she hurriedly told Pi Luoluo the time to meet the next day, and made an appointment to meet at the old lady\'s house.

Pi Luoluo felt a little uneasy, so she wrote a note on the old lady, explaining the content of the previous communication, and then sent a driver to take the old lady home.

On the second day, Shen Yurong was a little worried, so he could accompany her to the old lady\'s house.

However, the moment he entered the door and saw the old lady, Shen Yurong smelled something unusual.

Taking advantage of the time when the old lady was serving tea and water, Shen Yurong whispered in Pi Luoluo\'s ear, "If I\'m not mistaken, this old lady should be a well-known musician in the last century, and her husband should be Xiao You A well-known fashion designer, there was a century-old clothing brand that went bankrupt before, which was created by her husband."

Pi Luoluo was startled, looked sideways at the sharp-edged handsome face, and explained quietly: "Then I really don\'t know, I just think their love story is very touching, so I agreed."

At this time, the old lady came over with tea, and thanked the two of them repeatedly: "I didn\'t expect you to come, thank you so much."

"You are Mrs. Wang, a musician?" Shen Yurong asked calmly with deep eyes.

The old lady helped the shawl on her shoulders, and nodded lightly: "Yes, I am, but you really don\'t think that I am Mrs. Wang, and I have money in my hand... A hundred yuan is already my one." Monthly living expenses, after my husband and I retired, all the money in hand was given to the children in the mountains..."

Pi Luoluo was shocked again, and frowned slightly: "So it\'s like this..."

Mrs. Wang didn\'t make it clear to the fashion designers of Group B yesterday, so those people should think that Mrs. Wang really can\'t afford the money, and they look down on them.

But it is really admirable to be able to donate all of your money to the children in the mountains.

Hearing Pi Luoluo\'s emotion, Mrs. Wang couldn\'t help but pause: "That... If you really can\'t accept it, you can pretend that you haven\'t been here before."

Pi Luoluo stood up excitedly, firmly held Mrs. Wang\'s hand, and comforted softly: "Don\'t be nervous, I told you, I won\'t charge you a penny. Now let\'s talk about fashion design style, what do you like?"

Mrs. Wang sat beside Pi Luoluo choked with sobs: "Girl, you are really kind..."

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Luo quickly handed over a tissue and wiped away the tears for Mrs. Wang himself: "Don\'t say that, I just designed a piece of clothing, but you have provided a lot of help to the children, you are the most kind and lovely person. "

"Madam Wang, what kind of help do you want, please feel free to ask. The Shen Group is honored." Shen Yurong spoke at the right time.

"Okay, okay, thank you." Mrs. Wang talked about the style of clothing design again.

The two were chatting, while Shen Yurong sat aside and listened quietly.

At the end of the chat, Pi Luoluo provided Mrs. Wang with her own design inspiration.

"I plan to adopt the traditional retro style that was popular in your time, and design a long-length cheongsam dress for you. The pattern on the front will design for you the scene of a couple meeting for the first time at the train station. The back The pattern will design the beautiful romance of couples walking together under the sunset."

Mrs. Wang was very satisfied.

Pi Luoluo has a strict requirement for his own works, and always feels that something is missing, so he continues to add.

"In the future, I will design a cloth bag for you with the same fabric. Both sides of the cloth bag will be embroidered with your confession of love. The white background and black words are simple and most affectionate."

Mrs. Wang is looking forward to it.

When sending Shen Yurong and Pi Luoluo away, Mrs. Wang was proud to show off to her neighbors that she finally found a suitable candidate for her high-end dress.

Pi Luoluo stopped Mrs. Wang at the door of the house, took Shen Yurong\'s arm, got into the car and left.

When he returned to the company, it was just in time for the break, so after lunch, Pi Luoluo took a rest in the president\'s exclusive lounge.

Soon fell asleep.

Shen Yurong lay flat on the side, looking at the small body curled up in front of her like a sleeping baby, watching the curled eyelashes blinking slightly, looking at her with pity in her dark and thick eyes, reaching out to cover her up quilt.

Then, close your eyes and take a nap.

With Shen Yurong by his side, logically speaking, Pi Luoluo should sleep soundly.

But fell into an endless loop of nightmares.