Chapter 522

"Baoqian!" Han Feiyang rushed down from the car and came to her“ Where have you been and why are you back now? "

"Han Feiyang, I have no present for you."

In the rain, she was all wet, the whole person looked at him in confusion, looks like that poor.

"Don't talk. Get in the car. Let's go home."

Han Feiyang will take off his coat on her body, her whole body has been wet, that pair of small hands have lost the temperature, holding in the palm, he is scared.

He took her to the car, rushed home, helped her to drain water and prepare clothes, and then pulled her into the bathroom.

He found that she had been holding something in her arms.

"What is this?"

"I wanted to give you a present, but... There's no more."

"Gifts?" Han Feiyang was surprised because Xu Baoqian never gave him a gift.

Xu Baoqian opened her arms carefully. Inside was a suit. Because she held it tightly, there were some folds. Outside was a layer of transparent pocket, so she didn't get wet.

"OK, the gift will be opened later. Take a bath first, or you will catch a cold. I'll contact the doctor. I don't know if the wound infection will worsen."

Xu Baoqian does not speak, just like a obedient doll, at his disposal.

He helped her wash her hair, take a bath, dry her body, put her on the bed, and immediately went to make ginger soup.

Soon the doctor came, the wound soak time is too long, some inflammation, must go to the hospital to deal with.

So he went to the hospital in a hurry, took out the anesthetic and stitched

She had local anesthesia, but she could still feel a little pain, but she didn't respond.

It's like the moment when I was in my hand.

Han Feiyang thinks something is wrong, so he calls Shen Nan.

"What happened to her? Why did she go to the company and become like this?"

"Is she home? Are you all right? " From Shen Nan's anxious tone, it is not difficult to recognize his concern for Baoqian.

"She's very bad now. I just want to know what's going on?"

This words, almost roar out.

Shen Nan was slightly silent when he heard the speech. After a while, he said, "her design has been plagiarized. Others have come to the market first. We don't have any evidence to prove that she is the one plagiarized. So this issue of her new summer product can't be released. This is the first time that she designed a men's suit. I think it's for you, but now... "

"Plagiarized?"

"Well, I'm sorry, she was in a bit of a bad mood when she left. I should have sent her away at that time."

"It's not your fault. I'll find out."

Han Feiyang hangs up and thinks of the suit she saw just now. She must have prepared it for a long time. It's a gift designed by herself, but it's taken by others. It's bound to be very sad.

He angrily hit the wall with a fist, and regretted that he was useless. He let this happen every time, which made her sad.

He rushed home immediately, opened the jacket package and saw his own gift.

Embroidery is generally suitable for casual wear, and few people use it for formal wear, because it seems to be contrary to the ancient culture, as if it collides perfectly with the fine cutting of modern machines.

But Xu Baoqian is very good, embroidery is not abrupt, but also integrated with the suit, it is very rich, wearing on the body also appears expensive.

He tried it on, and it fit very well. There was no mistake. It was obvious that the dress was tailor-made for him.

He looked at himself in the mirror, heart a little bit of pain, and then take off carefully folded up, afraid that she would be sad.

As like as two peas, he immediately went to the chase to see the picture hanging from FLO's official website. Apart from the color of his suit, the rest of the other styles were exactly alike.

He looked at the designer's name.

Tang Zeming.

The eye color deepens slightly and becomes unfathomable.

He returned to the hospital, the wound has been treated, Xu Baoqian still did not say a word.

He stepped forward and said, "I tried on the clothes."

Xu Baoqian had a reaction and looked at him stupidly.

"It's beautiful. Thank you for the gift. I like it very much, too."

Hearing this, Xu Baoqian could not help but feel sour.

Yes, just before today, it was her carefully prepared gift, but now it is not.

She shook her head sadly: "don't comfort me, it's no longer my thing. You can't wear it out, or you'll be plagiarizing! "

"If we don't have one, we'll design another. How can you just throw in the towel now? That's my gift. I still want it. Will you keep up your spirits and make a different one for me? "

"But... I have no inspiration. I can't think of good works. I want to give you the best." Xu Baoqian choked and felt sad.

She curled up tightly, her hands around her, like a insecure child.

Is so thin, is so need to protect.

Han Feiyang can't bear to look at her like this. He hugs her tightly. His voice is low, but it's infinitely gentle.

"Without inspiration, I will take you to find inspiration. There are so many things in the world that can stimulate your creative passion. You haven't been so scared before. Now I'm here. Do you still need to worry? As long as it's something you send me, I'm willing to wait for many years, as long as you're willing to send it. "

This words, emotional lingering in the ear, make her eyes wet.

Her heart is like soaking in a warm hot spring, and every cell in her body is slowly recovering.

Xu Baoqian was so tired of crying that she finally fell asleep in his arms.

She was sleeping restlessly, her eyelashes were shaking, her eyelids were turning, as if she had a nightmare.

"Baoqian, don't be afraid. I'll always be here to protect you. I won't leave."

He clambered in her ear and said softly.

It seemed to have magic.

She gradually quieted down.

In the evening, Han Feiyang calls Shen Nan again to ask if there is any progress in the investigation.

But the disappointment is that there is no trace.

After checking the monitoring, no one came into her office during this period of time, and the manuscript was only circulated in the hands of two people. Shen Nan didn't give it to a third person, and he didn't even have a manuscript in his hand, so the problem came to Xu Baoqian's side.

Has anyone seen her manuscript?

Han Feiyang will find the monitoring around the home community, but nothing, I'm afraid that Xu Baoqian can only wake up to know.

He has been waiting by the bed, just like the night a few days ago.

He held Xu Baoqian's hand and slowly passed the heat to the cold little hand. He surrounded her with warmth.

In her dream, Xu Baoqian knew that someone was holding her hand.

Very familiar, very familiar feeling.

She struggled to open her eyes and found that she was in the dark with only one light. She subconsciously walked towards the light source.

Step by step, as if there was no end. She didn't know how long she had been walking and how long it had taken. Just when she was about to be disappointed and stop, a door suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

Carved wooden door, pure white ivory wood.

She opened it with force, and the old gate creaked.

A man in a white suit appeared in front of him. The suit on his body was the one she designed. When he stretched out his hand, he could clearly see the complicated pattern on the edge of the sleeve, and the embroidery was lifelike.

When she looked down at the palm of his hand, she also found that her clothes had changed.

The pure white wedding dress, the design of the rose on the chest and the skirt are all broken diamonds.

This is her wedding dress, unique, only designed for herself.

She looks at herself in surprise, and then looks at Han Feiyang in surprise, he still smiles at her again.

"Come here, go to the wedding."

"Wedding?"

"Well, our wedding." A man with a smile on his lips is so charming, and she is also bewitched by the word "wedding".

Before she could react, Han Feiyang had already taken her hand and walked towards it step by step. At first glance, it looked like an old castle. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a Catholic Church.

The godfather stood on it, welcoming the new man, and there were many familiar faces around him.

Jane Yue and his wife, Niannian and Yifan, Shen Nan and Duan Linyou, colleagues, and college classmates

A lot of people came and couldn't sit down. They all sent their best wishes to her.

The familiar oath came to my ear.

"Mr. Han Feiyang, are you willing to take Ms. Xu Baoqian as your wife, live with her according to the Bible, and be one with her in the presence of God, love her, comfort her, respect her and protect her as you love yourself. No matter she is ill or healthy, rich or poor, she will remain loyal to her until she leaves the world... "

He said yes, and she said yes, as if everything was destined.

Below exchange ring, ring is not she took out, but Han Feiyang.

"I've been preparing for it a long time ago. I've been looking forward to the day when you marry me. Now I finally get it."

Xu Baoqian heard this, tears fell down, happy to see him put on the ring for himself.

It's like a dream.

And she also realized that it was a dream, such a beautiful dream, and she would rather be immersed in it forever than wake up.

Otherwise, how nice

"Han Feiyang, can I stay here with you all the time and not leave?" She asked expectantly.

"Well, I will love you more and spoil you more than the man in reality, and you don't have to face so many painful things. As long as you choose to close your eyes forever, then you can have everything happy. " Always close your eyes, you can have all the happiness. This sentence sounds so wonderful. Just when she was immersed in her dream, an anxious voice came from her ear: "Baoqian, Baoqian, wake up... Open your eyes and see me..." Han Feiyang... It's Han Feiyang calling himself!