"See you next time." Gu Jin carried her things and left with Jiajie.
"Take care."
Lu Jinrong watched the two figures leave, a touch of reluctance in his eyes.
After so many years, he felt rare excitement again, that feeling of meeting a kindred spirit.
Every qipao he made carried his emotions, but very few people could wear them in a way that captured their unique charm.
Thinking about Gu Jin's words, "see you next time," before she left, he couldn't help but begin to look forward to it.
...
Just before eleven o'clock, Gu Jin and Jiajie walked out of the department store.
Their appearance attracted the attention of many passersby.
Jiajie's cloth shoes had been replaced with leather ones, and the young man dressed quite handsomely, catching the eyes of many women and girls around.
He had moved from being initially reserved to now being comfortable in his actions, his vanity fully satisfied.
