"The same color as you," he replied without hesitation.
"Okay."
Gu Yin watched her intently, as if her knitting was the most fascinating thing in the world.
No matter what she was doing, he could watch her with focused, happy attention.
He watched her slender fingers dance between the needles, a dazzling blur of motion. In just a short while, a patch of fluffy fabric emerged. 'It's truly magical.'
"This seems a bit different from the fabrics sold in the city, doesn't it?"
An Jin nodded, a small smile gracing her lips. "That's because the thread they produce is different. I get this thick yarn by feeding the silkworms a special kind of fodder. The yarn they spin is extra thick and has a soft down, which makes it perfect for knitting wonderfully warm scarves and sweaters."
