Rebirth 93: the Tailor Went Crazy

The draft in the alley blew through the summer of 1993, and the old-fashioned ceiling fan squeaked. Lu Yi, who was reborn, took off the halo of Forbes in his previous life and opened an inconspicuous tailor shop deep in an alley. The women here all suffer unspeakably. The stunning factory belle who was called "coquettish" because of her big breasts and thin waist, keeps her head down every day; The female office worker who always shows off her body in the workplace because of her plump body dare not date anyone at the age of thirty; The top performer in the dance hall suffered from lumbar muscle strain due to a hard-shell performance costume. He was so painful that he could not straighten his back in the audience. Lu Yi used a soft ruler to measure their bones and stitches to stitch their dignity. No sponge support, no hard bones for body shaping, just a few extremely secret S-shaped introspections, allowing them to see their most beautiful and decent appearance in front of the mirror. There were soybeans and pig's trotters stewed in the pot. I listened to my sister's satisfied clatter when eating meat and looked at my mother's relaxed brows. Lu Yi felt that the days of earning a little money from sewing a few stitches every day and drinking high-quality broken tea were more practical than any vanity fair. However, when the beautiful lady in Hong Kong, who had been silent for half her life, tightly grasped the paper pattern he drew with red eyes, Lu Yi discovered that what he was sewing was not only clothes, but also the incomplete dreams of countless women of that era. And he himself became the person they couldn't let go of the most in their dreams...