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It has been two years since Isabella left Chicago to study in France.

Although not at home, Isabella never forgot her family and friends during her studies.Every month, she will write letters to relatives and friends across the ocean, and she will be very happy because of the letters she receives.

In addition to daily letters, she also brought back some design manuscripts for Uncle Andrew by mail, or by asking acquaintances who planned to return to China.

Because of her family background and her previous experience helping her uncle in designing, Isabella is very familiar with mid-to-high-end popular footwear.

Coupled with being in the atmosphere of the fashion capital, she can get in touch with and feel the fashion trends here at the first time.Therefore, any product designed with Isabella's participation is often very popular with buyers after production.

In the first year of coming to a foreign country, Isabella sat in on many painting and art history courses, and had the opportunity to learn from her father's former teacher, Mr. Rizzo.But at the beginning, she didn't have any clear learning direction.

When she told Mr. Rizzo about her troubles, the old man just smiled and asked her to think about it, not to be entangled in the form of art, and to be happiest when she only thinks about what she does.

After careful consideration, Isabella turned her study direction to clothing research.So in the following year, she spent a lot of energy copying and summarizing the popular clothing in the past few decades.

In addition to daily life and classes, she often takes the initiative to visit social salons and private clothing stores with her classmates in order to better observe people's clothing and outfits.

Although fashion and clothing have a high status in this city, making such a decision was not an easy task for her.

As Isabella once said to Caroline in a letter,

"A lot of my classmates don't understand why I'm 'wasting' my talent doing this.

After all, in the eyes of most people, especially those in the upper classes, the study of clothes is the work of tailors, of shoes the work of shoemakers, and their manufacture as the work of merchants.For a lady, it is enough to know what is the latest fashion and how to match it.

This may also be the reason why I have had a strong interest in these things since I was a child, but I have stopped touching them since I was a teenager.

But there are also many people who encourage me and support me.

From our point of view, the evolution of clothing is like a social genre painting that can reflect so much.

We believe that clothing and art are inseparable. Every piece of clothing, every pair of shoes, every hat, and every brooch that is really popular reflects the social changes during this period and expresses our views on the world. and our artistic pursuits. "

Caroline naturally supported her, and wrote a long letter to Isabella for this purpose.Since then, the two have often discussed related content in letters.

Isabella's choice also won the support of Mr. Rizzo, and he also retained it because of this.Because there is no place in the world that is more suitable for studying clothing and fashion than France.

But Isabella also has her own insistence.

Before she left, Mr. Rizzo sent her a word:

"The so-called art is originally a way of depicting life, and clothing and customs are also an important part of art. When you are young, you should do what you want. Only after you do it, you will know whether you will regret it. "

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Isabella's train back to Chicago was scheduled to arrive after seven o'clock in the evening.

Caroline came to the station with Francis after get off work, waiting for her long-lost friend.As a result, the train was a little late, so the two rested in the carriage first.

Because Isa mentioned in her last letter that she brought a lot of luggage, Caroline hired a luggage porter who worked at the train station and asked him to come and say hello before the train came into the station.

The city dims a little bit as the sun sets, and becomes bright again when the street lights turn on on the hour.

In the cool evening breeze in late summer, Caroline leaned against the wall of the carriage and waited with Francis.All of a sudden, she felt as if it hadn't been long since the last time I said goodbye to Isabella in the carriage.

Recalling the bits and pieces of getting along with Isabella in the past, she fell into a light sleep unconsciously.

When she felt the slight shaking of the carriage and opened her eyes again, she was greeted by a familiar smile from her friend.

"Are you awake? Franz saw you fell asleep, so he didn't wake you up." Isabella was sitting side by side with Francis on the seat opposite, and when she saw that she was awake, she took off her hat and approached her gently. Paste the cheek.

Caroline hugged her friend, her voice became a little nasal,

"You are finally back, Isha, I miss you so much."

"Me too." Isabella hugged Caroline's shoulders hard.

Studying and living alone in a foreign country is not as simple as it seems.After the initial novelty passed, Isabella often missed this familiar city, as well as her friends and family in this city.

In letters, she and Caroline confide in each other's troubles in work and study, and share the joy of achievements.Although we can't communicate face to face at any time like before, but because we have always kept in touch, there is no sense of unfamiliarity when we meet again.

"You only have these two suitcases for your salute?" Caroline sat back in her seat, looking at the boxes on the luggage rack of the carriage with some doubts.

"How is it possible, there are some more, in the carriage behind, you can see them in a while." Francis laughed and said, and was knocked on the head by his sister.

It wasn't until Isabella and Francis got out of the car at the door and watched the porters remove a dozen pieces of luggage from the carriage one by one that they realized what Francis' laughter meant.

"I collected a lot of albums and materials before, and I was reluctant to give up every one, so I brought them all back. There are also many copied paintings and drafts," Isabella explained.

After everyone settled everything, it was already late at night, and Caroline would stay here overnight.But she had to go to Meisi to work the next day, so she went to the guest room to rest after a while.

"You haven't proposed yet. I thought I could attend your wedding when I come back!" Isabella had just packed two suitcases, leaned on the sofa, and watched as Caroline was sent back to the guest room. brother joked.

Francis lowered his head and sat next to his sister.

"I would, too, but I don't think she's ready. I know Caroline won't say no if I ask, but I don't want to put pressure on her."

"She can tell what you think, even if you don't tell me." Isabella smiled and glanced at Francis. The two years of living in France have made her personality much more relaxed than before.

"For Caroline, being honest with each other should be more important. Instead of procrastinating like this, it's better to just make it clear."

Francis nodded thoughtfully, "What about you, Isa? You never mentioned your feelings in your letter."

"I don't have any thoughts on this for the time being. I have something more to pursue than love," Isabella said, looking across the row of picture albums on the table that she had just arranged.

In the process of learning, Isabella feels that she has found the direction she wants to work hard in the future.This is why she returned home.