When Shi Weiqing saw this dress for the first time, the image of a little girl running toward him against the wind while wearing it instantly appeared in his mind.
He walked over to the mannequin, his fingertips lightly grazing the corner of the dress where crystals had yet to be sewn, gently caressing it.
"Does it look good?" The girl hooked her arm around his, tilting her head back to smile at him under the moonlight, her light brown eyes carrying a hint of pride.
"It looks beautiful." The man encircled her slender waist, pulling her into his embrace, resting his chin against the soft strands of hair on her head. "Zhizhi locked the door because of this?"
He had considered many possibilities but had never guessed the girl hid it from him for the sake of this dress.
Yu Zhi responded shyly with a soft "Mm," leaning against the man's chest as she murmured softly, "I just didn't think of the right way to tell you."
"Well then, now I'll give you another chance."
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