Quick wear: Lord God, please let me go

Chapter 338 The Broken Fairy Tale 61
A bearded, unkempt man was holding an awl and tapping on a fist-sized crystal.

Cinderella stood there for a long time, but the man ignored her, so she just stood there and looked around.

There are broken crystals everywhere, in various colors, all over the ground, looking dreamy and beautiful under the dim light.

Unlike other messy places, the cabinets with crystal works are clean and tidy, not even like things in this house.

A crystal rabbit in the cabinet caught Cinderella's attention, she reached out to touch it involuntarily, and angrily shouted in her ear, "Don't touch it!"

Cinderella shuddered, and hurriedly looked back, but it was as if nothing had happened. The man was still beating on the crystal without even raising his head.

It was like she was hallucinating.

Before she could breathe out, the man said again, "What do you want to do, get out if you don't do it."

Cinderella took two steps, took off the pink gemstone bracelet from her hand, rubbed it reluctantly, and placed it beside the man.

The man glanced quickly, "I don't make gems."

"I know!" After a pause, she took out a ring from her bosom and showed it to the man.

The man's originally casual and slightly impatient eyes froze!
Snatching the ring directly from her hand, breathing heavily, eyes full of reminiscence and obsession, "Who gave this to you."

Cinderella's eyes lit up, and she said softly, "It's my mother's relic."

The man was finally willing to look at her, his eyes dimmed.

The wide robe tightly wrapped her slender figure, and the face exposed in the shadows could still vaguely see the shadow of her mother back then.

With a sweet smile, Cinderella pushed the pink gem forward, "This is the reward. I want a pair of unique crystal shoes that can only be worn by myself."

"Although I know it's a huge project, and I may not be able to pay for this string of gems, but my mother said, I can find you if I have difficulties..."

The man frowned, and said after a while, "I can do it if you want, but leave her ring to me."

"But... but this is my mother's relic!" Cinderella narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips, "If that's the case, then I won't do it and leave."

Cinderella put the pink gemstones on the table into her arms, and left without hesitation.

She was also very worried, after all, if she wanted to proceed according to the plan, the glass shoe made by this man would be the most important part!
As far as she knew, this man was the best in this area!
She put her hand on the doorknob, and just as she turned the door open, she heard a man's voice behind her, "Come here! I'll measure your feet!"

Cinderella turned her head and blinked in amazement, "Didn't you say you won't do it for me?"

"Where did I say I won't do it for you!" The man stomped his feet awkwardly, his whole body was full of anger, "You said it yourself! I never said it! Do you want it! Don't forget it!"

Seeing that the man looked like a child, Cinderella covered her lips and smiled.

The man's anger was instantly extinguished. Cinderella's posture resembled her mother very much. His eyes were a little erratic, as if he saw another person through her...

She is dead.

The man sighed silently, glanced at her lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come on, let me measure it for you."

The corners of Cinderella's lips were slightly raised, and she walked over suppressing her excitement.

(End of this chapter)