She gazed at him for a long time before finally getting up and returning to her room.
A moment later, Jiang Jianhuan came out again, holding a thin blanket in her hand, and bent down to cover him.
Chapter 19
I slept without any dreams.
The rain stopped, and the clear sky outside the window was cloudless. The sofa was empty. Jiang Jianhuan looked at the neatly folded blanket in the corner, then his gaze fell on the table next to him.
There was a note there, pale yellow, with neat and elegant handwriting.
"I'm leaving now. Thank you for last night. —Su Mo"
Jiang Jianhuan tore off the note, stared at it for a few seconds, then folded it up and crumpled it in his hand.
iro's new products for this Chinese New Year season have received a good response.
Jiang Jianhuan was chosen from three pieces of clothing.
A pure white crew neck knitted sweater, with a Chinese knot pattern outlined in red thread on the lower right side of the sweater, taking up one-third of the sweater.
The bright red and pure white colors, like a splash of red plum blossoms in the snow, are extremely eye-catching.
At first glance, it exudes a strong Chinese style, making an ordinary sweater stand out and be special.
The other two items are coats.
Knitted cardigans are suitable for spring, but in this season they are generally worn as an inner layer in air-conditioned rooms.
To maintain a unified color scheme, the cardigan is also pure white, made of thick wool, with two beige buttons, large pockets, and embroidered red paper-cut designs.
The designs were commissioned from folk artisans and have been passed down through generations. Despite the decline of many intangible cultural heritages, this art form has been remarkably well preserved.
Inside the hollowed-out circle are two small carp with their heads touching, and in the blank space are several blooming flowers. The red lines are very fine, completely outlining the whole pattern.
A very unique idea.
Furthermore, the cuffs, hem, and even the edges of the placket of the knitwear are all red, making the overall color and pattern complement each other perfectly.
There's also a thicker coat, suitable for winter, with a workwear-style lapel, very casual, but with a Chinese knot added to the hem as an accessory, with red tassels hanging down that sway slightly as you walk.
Jiang Jianhuan's designs were the most selected this time, while others usually got one or two pieces, and some didn't even get a single design chosen.
After the clothes were launched, their unique and eye-catching colors and patterns, as well as their distinctive and aesthetically pleasing design, received praise from countless loyal fans of the brand. Some bloggers posted pictures on the internet, which were also widely shared and admired.
This is so perfect for Chinese New Year! Oh my god!! If I wear this home, my grandma will probably give me twice as much lucky money.
[Ahhhhh, it's absolutely stunning!!! This is the first time I've ever seen Chinese style so beautiful!]
The money is ready; we're just waiting for the clothes to arrive.
These three items were the best-selling among all the new products in the entire period. When the final statistics came out, Jiang Jianhuan also received an extra sales commission.
When I received the money, it was already Chinese New Year.
On New Year's Eve, Jiang Yuan announced in the group chat that her bonus had arrived. The group was filled with joy and excitement. Everyone in the office thanked her and offered their blessings. Jiang Jianhuan glanced at the bank's confirmation message and sent a few firework and happy emojis with a relaxed mood.
Finally, I knocked on Jiang Yuan's small window alone to express my gratitude.
Sending you my New Year's Eve greetings.
The other end responded quickly.
This is what you deserve. Keep up the good work in the new year!
There's a family tradition of staying up all night. After eating dinner early, fireworks started going off outside. The three of them sat on the sofa watching the Spring Festival Gala, listening to the occasional sound of firecrackers. The room was filled with warmth and coziness.
Jiang Xin and Yi Qingxue were both in poor health. After their usual bedtime, they started to doze off and couldn't stay awake any longer. Jiang Jianhuan urged them to go and rest.
"I'm fine here, you guys go to sleep." She held a fashion magazine in her hand, watching the Spring Festival Gala to pass the time.
"Then be careful, and make sure the candle doesn't go out." Jiang Jianhuan nodded knowingly, as it's customary for every household to keep a light on on New Year's Eve.
"Okay, don't worry."
After the two returned to their room to rest, the air immediately became quiet. The sound from the television was lively, but it always felt like there was a layer between them, unable to reach their hearts.
Jiang Jianhuan took off his shoes, nestled on the sofa, and slowly flipped through the magazine pages.
Just as the clock was about to strike midnight, the cell phone on the coffee table rang. Jiang Jianhuan leaned over and picked it up; the screen displayed Su Mo's name.
She paused for two seconds, then reached out and swiped it open.
"Happy Lunar New Year's Eve." A gentle blessing came from the other end of the line, and Jiang Jianhuan unconsciously relaxed her tense mind slightly.
"You too," she replied in her usual tone. After a while, she heard Su Mo ask.
"What are you doing?"
"Watch the Spring Festival Gala."
Are you alone?
"Um."
He paused, then continued.
"Me too."
Jiang Jianhuan realized what was happening.
Su Mo's father died in an accident when he was three years old, and during the summer after he graduated from high school, his mother fainted at home, suffered cardiac arrest, and died despite rescue efforts.
I heard the cause of death was overwork.