Su Miaomiao did not expect to meet Luo Xu again under such circumstances.
Zhu Qing, a roommate who had been good friends but hadn't seen each other for many years, returned to China to visit relatives. She happened to be at home too, so they made an appointment to have dinner to catch up.
While waiting for the food, Su Miaomiao took out the peace charm she had embroidered on a whim one day.
The embroidery thread on the sachet is crooked, and you can barely make out the word "peace".
"Just think of it as a blessing, I don't know what to give you."
She thought that there was no better blessing than peace.
What a coincidence, Luo Xu was also present.
"You give away handmade things like this again. How old are you and you still love these things?"
He spoke tauntingly.
"It's not for you."
Not to be outdone, she replied.
Also, she should have thought of it a long time ago. Zhu Qing will definitely make an appointment with everyone as much as possible when she comes back.
Knowing that Luo Xu's family was well off, he didn't like such things at all.
She was young and ignorant at that time, so when she was in love, she foolishly spent a long time picking out wool from a small shop on the street and knitted a poorly made scarf for him.
I was full of joy and thought that he would wear it, but I didn't see him wearing it even once until they broke up.
Thinking about it now, that scarf might not be worth as much as a button on his clothes. How could he wear it?
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