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Xirong Ziye looked at the sweater that had been knitted, his hands trembled slightly, and his heart was also flooded with ripples, he sat on the table, holding the sweater and constantly looking, holding it in his hand, but he felt that he couldn't put down the most important thing in his hand.

And when he held it, he felt that his heart was very heavy, and he couldn't breathe a little when it was heavy.

Because looking at this sweater and seeing the complex and tight stitches, he could think of the time when he used to go to school, when Bai Yaoyao was also an eldest lady, and the family conditions were very good, so he could say that he could eat whatever he wanted.

Once she bought him clothes, he didn't want them, so she learned to knit sweaters, I remember one winter, when it snowed, she stood excitedly downstairs in the dormitory, holding an object in her hand.

Everyone told him that Bai Yaoyao was waiting for him downstairs, but he didn't want to go down, because he really didn't have any special feelings for Bai Yaoyao at that time, and just wanted her to stop pestering herself.

Looking at the continuous snow, the boys in the dormitory looked at Bai Yaoyao who was still waiting downstairs, and they all felt distressed, and they all felt that it was really a great sin to let a beautiful woman like Bai Yaoyao suffer.

In order not to let his roommate think too much, he could only come downstairs to the dormitory and tell Bai Yaoyao to let her go back.

But Bai Yaoyao said excitedly, "You finally came down, I've been waiting for you for a long time." When she said this, the light in her eyes was like a flame that could illuminate the whole snowy night.

And she didn't look anxious at all, as if she was so surprised to see him.

He just said indifferently at the time: "Don't wait for me downstairs in the future when you go back, it will bother me very much." ”

"Although you don't accept me, I like you, it's enough for me to do it alone, I know you don't like the clothes you bought, it's knitted by my own hands, look at it, do you like it"

To this day, he still remembers her child-like longing and complimenting gaze.

He looked down and saw the sweater that Bai Yaoyao took out, and he saw the shocking scars on her fingers at a glance, and he understood that they were all pin-prick wounds.

Although he felt uncomfortable at that time, he didn't say anything, looking at her burning bright eyes, and the snowflakes all over his body, he took her things for the first time.

When he returned to the dormitory, Bai Yaoyao hadn't left yet, and his roommate told him that Bai Yaoyao was still standing below, and when he opened the window and looked down, he saw that she was looking up, and she seemed to see him too.

She waved her hand excitedly and said loudly: "You have a good rest, pay attention to keeping warm, I am gone, and I will knit it for you in the future." At that time, her excited voice could be heard throughout the dormitory.

Even now, after many years, he can still reverberate with such laughter in his mind, and the smile is too bright and bright, which makes him feel guilty in his heart.

Bai Yaoyao used to be kind to him, but he couldn't even respond now.

Thinking about it, Xirong Ziye's heart is getting more and more empty, he doesn't know what kind of mood Bai Yaoyao was in when he was here, and whether she hated him very much

I don't know how long it was silent, Xirong Ziye looked at the darkening night outside, then got up and walked from the bedroom to the living room with a sweater.

One of the servants was stunned when he saw the sweater in the hand of His Excellency the President.

Although it was only a subtle movement, it was also discovered by Xirong Ziye, and he stepped forward and asked: "Do you know this sweater" 00 collected and organized, and the copyright belongs to the author or publishing house.