Zheng Feng stood quietly in front of the wooden door. Even if he had not opened the wooden door of this room, and even if he could not find any evidence in the room to prove that Sister Yatou had lived there, he could still be sure that this must be Sister Yatou's room.
Because, through the thin wooden door, he could already smell the scent of the girl, which was countless times stronger than in the flower teahouse.
As long as the girl's scent appears, Zheng Feng's sense of smell will be even more sensitive than his teeth. It seems to be the scent that has been imprinted on his soul. No matter what happens, it cannot be erased from his memory.
He stretched out his left hand and slowly put it on the handle. He twisted it slightly and there was a soft "click" sound. Obviously, the wooden door of this room was not locked.
All the fourth-grade girls know that the girl's room is a forbidden area for the silver-haired girl. No one is allowed to enter without her permission. Therefore, it doesn't matter whether the door is locked or not. It is better not to lock it.
, convenient for the silver-haired girl to enter at any time ~
Zheng Feng pushed slightly, and the wooden door gradually opened with a "squeak" sound. He crossed the threshold and walked into the room slowly, step by step, even forgetting about the half-open wooden door.
Cover up.
The lighting in the room is not good, or even a little bad. There is only one window, but it faces the east. In other words, there is almost no possibility of strong light shining directly in.
There is a black curtain hanging on the window. Although it is not thick, it has a very good light-blocking effect. Even though it is noon and the sun is shining brightly outside, the room still looks a little dim."
When I was a child, the di du orphanage would not prepare some scattered daily necessities for those children, such as hair combs and the like. They never had it.
Therefore, "growing your hair long" is a very meaningless thing in the eyes of the children in the orphanage. Without a hair comb, once the hair grows long, it will be very troublesome to sort it out. Therefore, most children do not
Both men and women choose short hair, including Zheng Feng. Once his hair grows long, the girl will immediately cut it short for him.
The girl is an exception. She has a long ponytail, but this is not actually her wish. It is just because Zheng Feng likes that ponytail. Although the girl won't let him touch it, he can still look at the ponytail and shake it.
It's a pleasure to watch it sway...
Therefore, when Zheng Feng was a child, he would not allow the girl to cut off her ponytail, otherwise she would cry and make a fuss. In the end, the girl had no choice but to keep the ponytail.
The ponytail was left as Zheng Feng wished, but the girl was in trouble. To organize her long hair, she needed at least a hair comb, but the di du orphanage did not have such a thing. Although a cheap hair comb,
It might not cost more than a few copper coins, but for the girl who was penniless at that time, not to mention a few copper coins, even the price of one copper coin was not something she could afford.
She couldn't make trouble with Zheng Feng, so she had no choice but to do it herself. The result... Seeing the comb in Zheng Feng's hand, I believe the answer is already very obvious.
The girl perfectly embodies the truth: God is relatively fair. If he gives you one talent, he will deprive you of another talent.
In terms of cultivation, the girl is undoubtedly a rare genius. But in terms of handicrafts, she is completely like an idiot. Even a simple wooden comb, she repeatedly destroyed countless pieces of wood with a knife to get one.
A slightly decent wooden comb, but still very ugly.
At that time, Zheng Feng saw the wooden comb that sister Yatou had finished, and he laughed on the spot. Finally, he gave Yatou a slap in the face before he shut up obediently. Don't you think about it carefully, why did the girl do this?
It was made of an ugly wooden comb, and that chestnut was totally worthless. He deserved to be beaten!
Zheng Feng still remembers clearly that before he separated from his sister, when he was just five years old, when he saw her sister still using those ugly wooden combs, he snatched the wooden comb made by her.
He came over, patted his bare chest and promised: "When I grow up, I will definitely make the most beautiful and exquisite hair comb in the world for my sister. This kind of ugly hair comb will be thrown away."
Forget it!"
Seeing Zheng Feng's arrogant look, the girl smiled and said: "Haha~ That girl is waiting for you to become the greatest carpenter master in the world, but...before that, the girl will still use this
An ugly wooden comb." Then he easily took the ugly comb back from Zheng Feng's hand.
In Zheng Feng's childhood memory, such low-quality wooden combs were usually things that would break after a short period of time. Once broken, Sister Yatou would have to make it again, but no matter how many times Sister Yatou redid it, the handiwork would still be the same.
There is no progress at all. Each newly made wooden comb is no different from the previous wooden comb, just as ugly.
Even the comb in his hand now, apart from the difference in the material of the wood from when he was a child, the craftsmanship has not changed at all. He can tell at a glance that such a wooden comb must have been made by Sister Yatou.
Shoddy and shoddy products'.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this ugly hair comb may be trash that is worse than garbage, but in Zheng Feng's eyes, it is a souvenir full of memories.
From this wooden comb, he at least learned one piece of information about Sister Yatou: It turns out that after so many years, Sister Yatou is still using this wooden comb she made herself, and the workmanship is still as bad as ever.
Zheng Feng had never thought about whether the girl really couldn't make a wooden comb? Or did she deliberately make the wooden comb into such an ugly shape?
Everything is just waiting for what he unintentionally promised when he was a child...
The most beautiful and exquisite hair comb in the world...
...
As he thought about it, the curve at the corner of Zheng Feng's mouth became more and more obvious.
If Lin Tianxue had not stayed naked outside at this time, but followed him, she would have been surprised to find that he, who was originally identified as a "facial paralysis man", could still show such a heart-warming smile. Normally,
Even if he smiles, in Lin Tianxue's eyes, that smile is superficial and fake.
After Zheng Feng came to his senses, he put away the smile on his face, but he did not put the ugly wooden comb back to its place, but put it into his robe.
This guy didn't realize at all at this time that his act of taking it without asking was undoubtedly equivalent to a thief, and what he stole was one of the 'treasures' that the silver-haired girl valued most.