On the flight to Beijing, Jian Su sat in a first-class seat by the window. The man next to her wore a peaked cap with a low brim, making it difficult to see his true face.
But it was a magazine in the man's hand that caught Jian Su's attention——
This is a jewelry magazine exclusively published by a magazine owned by the Min family. The magazine is published once a month, and its printing volume is only 8,000 copies per issue.
The page the man was looking at was a bracelet, and the name of the bracelet was "Love".
Love!
Jian Su's beautiful eyes were confused for a moment, and then she carefully looked at the design of the bracelet.
I have to say that this bracelet is a real handiwork by everyone. Whether it is the color composition of the bracelet, the turnover of details, or the unique design of the double small lock pendant on the chain, they are all impeccable. The two interlocking
The little red lock just means that two people are dependent on each other, and both parties in love have firmly locked each other's hearts.
The man in the peaked cap looked at the chain and frowned for a moment. His eyebrows were covered, so Jian Su couldn't tell anything was wrong with him.
"Does it look good?"
It was really difficult for people to ignore Jian Su's obvious gaze. After a long time, the man asked softly, with undisguised alienation and arrogance.
"Okay." When it comes to the topic of jewelry, Jian Su is quite happy to communicate with others, "It's a very good design."
"Asking is in vain." The man seemed a little dissatisfied with the answer, and soon he rolled up the magazine and threw it aside.
Jian Su didn't get angry when she heard the man's annoyance. She just said in a low voice, "This bracelet makes people feel so warm. Unfortunately, love is not always so warm. Sometimes, love is...
It's a deadly poison, and you give it all you have, but all you get back is bruises all over your body."
Min Yang's hand paused slightly, and then he raised his eyes to look at the people around him. Unfortunately, Jian Su had already turned her head to look out the window and remained silent.
Neither of them spoke. Min Yang carefully recalled what Jian Su had said. After a moment, he nodded softly. He said with a hint of understanding and an invisible smile: "I understand. What you said is interesting.
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Jian Su stopped paying attention to Min Yang's movements. She only thought quietly in her heart that if there really was a bracelet called love in this world, then she must add an element to the bracelet - it was too perfect, not
love.
Just like the waxing and waning of the moon, it is too difficult to find a sincere and eternal relationship without going through setbacks and hardships! What's more, not all love in this world will blossom and bear fruit, and some feelings never bloom.
, has withered away, just like her and Lu Zhenqian.
It takes half a day to fly from country Z to China. After a simple meal on the plane, Jian Su changed into a comfortable position to rest. The man beside her inadvertently turned aside and happened to see the drawing board in her small package.
Taking it without asking is considered plagiarism. But obviously, Min Yang had no such idea.
After quickly flipping through the designs on the simple drawing board, he supported his handsome chin with one hand, and after a moment he gently put the things back.
When he got off the plane, Min Yang handed Jian Su a piece of folded paper with good texture and grace. When Jian Su opened it, he realized that the paper was clearly torn from a magazine.
"The creativity is enough, but the spirituality is not enough. The third painting can be classified as a first-class work, but it is still not a truly excellent work. A good design must be able to shock people's souls and resonate with customers. The last sentence is something we all encourage.
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It was not a long paragraph on the paper, but it made Jian Su's fair little face tremble with astonishment. She looked at her bag in hindsight, and it took her a while to slowly come back to her senses.
"That person..." Standing at the entrance of the airport, Jian Su smiled after a moment, looking sincere.
The flight lasted twelve hours, and by the time Jian Su caught the car and arrived at the hotel, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.
Lying on the not-so-comfortable single bed in the suite, the tiredness on Jian Suqiao's face gradually turned into a sigh.
A long sigh, as if he wanted to complain about all the eternity in the past, and all the beauty and shortness of breath in the past.
Finally, she pursed her lips, and a belief echoed in Jian Su's heart - I'm back, and I'm here to take back what belongs to me!