
Cheongsam
by He Qinghua
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Xiao Yan looked at him lovingly with only one pair of eyes. Those big, beautiful eyes were a little distracted, and the bag in her hand fell to the ground. This cheongsam was sent to Xiao Yan a year ago. Instead of making it a black mourning dress, he used snow-white silk satin with black edges and embroidered Tang grass on the hem. Master Xiao just wanted to embrace this cheongsam that could transcend all time and space barriers. He opened his arms and felt a heat on his shoulders. She began to sob, and Master Xiao gently stroked her back with his right hand. The two of them just stood there hugging each other for a long time. He gently picked her up and went up to the attic where cheongsams were hung on all four walls.
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