Under the girl’s half-willing persistence, she was pushed into the fitting room.
Inside the narrow space, Lin Xinyuan bit her lip as she looked at the clothes and shoes she was about to try on.
If he doesn’t come…
Taking a photo as a memento and sending it to him later when I have the chance should be fine, right?
Don’t come, it’s better if you don’t, I don’t want to deal with you!
Amidst the intertwining of these two contradictory emotions, Lin Xinyuan placed her things on the nearby shelf and prepared to change.
She took a deep breath before slowly beginning to shed her own clothes.
There was a rustling sound as the friction of fabric filled the small space.
With the final layer of clothing sliding off, the girl’s graceful, slender body was quietly revealed.
Her somewhat sickly fair skin, under the glow of the incandescent light, seemed almost transparent.
Lin Xinyuan stared at the graceful girl in the full-length mirror, her mind drifting. Her slender index finger involuntarily reached out to touch the cold surface of the mirror.
“Lin Xinyuan…”
She recalled every detail of the girl she saw when she first transformed…
She was no different from who she was now.
Though she could no longer clearly remember her appearance as a boy, she understood that Lin Xinyuan was also “him.”
Eighteen years… like a boy’s illusory dream.
“You are me.”
Lin Xinyuan let out a soft, relieved smile, her face blooming like a flower; the person in the mirror followed her every expression.
She had once been lost, and had once thought about just ending it all…
But she was lucky. She had her mom, and she had friends… though few, they were all very good to her…
That was enough.
However, Lin Xinyuan felt her greatest stroke of luck was meeting Qin Nanfeng.
Thank you…
If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t know what to do; perhaps I wouldn’t even have the courage to take that step…
No matter what, I won’t give up, absolutely, definitely won’t… You must not leave me…
Okay?
Lin Xinyuan asked herself internally, her heart exceptionally firm.
After a short while, she snapped out of her intense emotions. Turning slightly, her small hand reached out slowly to pick up the blue plaid pleated skirt from the shelf. Her face was flushed, but she no longer hesitated.
“A strange yet somewhat familiar feeling of being… empty…”
“My legs are wrapped up, it’s actually quite comfortable? I thought it would be stuffy…”
“Will he like it…?”
“If he doesn’t like it, I just won’t wear it again. Anyway, I don’t like it either…”
“Look at it or don’t, whatever…”
The girl’s light murmurs were like the drizzling rain—alternating between shame, indignation, and anticipation.
Soft and sweet, her voice was pleasant to the ear, yet in this tiny space, she was the only one who could hear it.
Another five minutes passed—
When the small wooden door of the fitting room was finally pushed open, the customers in the shop who heard the movement looked over curiously. For a moment, they were all stunned.
The girl’s slender figure emerged, like a quiet orchid suddenly blooming.
She wore a knit hat on her head, her dark hair falling like a waterfall. Beneath the hat was an exquisite, clear face. At the moment, whether from the cold or something else, her face was slightly red, making her look even more delicate and lovely.
Beneath her elegant swan neck, she wore a cream-colored V-neck cardigan sweater. At the collar, the blue plaid bow of her white inner shirt peeked out, making Lin Xinyuan’s already fresh and beautiful face and figure overflow with an even stronger aura of youth.
On her lower body, she wore a blue plaid pleated skirt that ended above the knees.
As she moved, the pleats swayed with her graceful posture.
Beneath the pleated skirt was a pair of slender, straight yet shapely fair legs, covered by a layer of skin-toned, thin fleece leggings. Wearing small black leather shoes, her light steps were pure and adorable…
In the eyes of the people present, Lin Xinyuan was like a character who had walked out of an anime, breaking the dimensional wall to suddenly manifest, making it difficult to look away.
Feeling the various gazes cast her way, Lin Xinyuan felt slightly uneasy. She quickly lowered her eyes and quickened her pace.
“Sister!”
Tang Yayun snapped out of her daze. After the initial awe came excitement, and she quickly trotted to Lin Xinyuan’s side, bouncing with energy.
She put on an “I knew it” expression, looking her up and down while nodding with satisfaction: “Sister Xiaoyuan looks so good! My taste is truly excellent!”
“Sister Xiaoyuan, buy this set!” Tang Yayun puffed out her small chest with pride, then happily prepared to pull Lin Xinyuan toward the counter to pay: “Go, go, go, let’s go pay. Just keep wearing it like this, it looks great! No need to change back.”
“Eh…” Lin Xinyuan instinctively wanted to refuse, but remembering something, she didn’t argue and let the girl pull her toward the checkout.
Of course, in the end, she paid for it herself.
Leaving aside the fact that Tang Yayun didn’t have much pocket money, she couldn’t let her younger cousin settle the bill.
Tang Yayun wanted to call Tang Chengmin, who was still waiting outside, but Lin Xinyuan refused without hesitation. It wasn’t that she didn’t have money, and she felt too embarrassed.
After asking the clerk for a few paper bags to pack her old clothes and shoes, the two turned and left the women’s clothing store.
It wasn’t too late yet. After meeting up with Tang Chengmin, who was sitting outside, the three prepared to go to the entertainment area to play for a bit before heading to lunch. After all, the women’s clothing section wasn’t very large; they had already done a full circuit and bought the clothes they wanted.
“Let’s go, let’s go! Tang Chengmin.”
Hearing the call, Tang Chengmin moved his eyes away from his phone and turned his head. He immediately saw two beautiful girls walking toward him from not far away.
When they reached him, he rubbed his chin and studied Lin Xinyuan, unable to hide his admiration. He praised sincerely: “Xiaoyuan is really beautiful! The clothes look great, too.”
Although he knew his little cousin was very good-looking, this was the first time he had seen Lin Xinyuan in a skirt—and a JK uniform at that. it perfectly highlighted her beautiful leg shape and that naturally fresh aura.
Just as the girl, red-faced and embarrassed, didn’t know how to respond, Tang Yayun—also wearing new clothes—puffed her cheeks in feigned dissatisfaction: “I don’t look good? You only praise Sister…”
Tang Yayun’s words carried a hint of grievance, as if she were a lonely woman who had waited ten years for her husband to return from the wars.
Tang Chengmin knew the girl was acting again and was just teasing.
He glanced at his “cheap” sister’s outfit—a blue-toned, sailor-collared Japanese style school uniform.
His sister looked cute, and she was definitely pretty—she was his sister, after all, and as the sibling of a “handsome guy,” her looks were naturally not bad—but clearly, the “proportions”… cough cough…
Were quite a bit behind her cousin’s.
Of course, as an emotionally intelligent handsome man, he naturally wouldn’t let the mood drop, following up with high praise: “You look great, you look great! Sister is the cutest in the world, you look the best!”
Tang Yayun was satisfied with the answer, but she just loved nitpicking Tang Chengmin.
Her cute face smiled for a moment before suddenly turning serious—though the expression looked quite hilarious on her face: “Of course I look good, but your logic is wrong. Sister Xiaoyuan is the best looking, the cutest in the world!”
“Am I right, Sister~”
After speaking, her face changed instantly again. she grabbed the girl’s arm and leaned her head against Lin Xinyuan’s thin shoulder, rubbing against her like a small animal seeking affection, her face full of expectation as if saying, “Please praise me.”
What ‘cutest in the world’?… This way of speaking is far too ‘2D’ [Otaku style]…
Lin Xinyuan’s face turned slightly red, and she gave the girl a look, indicating she didn’t agree. She felt she looked decent, but she had self-awareness.
And truth be told, being too beautiful wasn’t necessarily a good thing…
Besides, agreeing would be far too shameless.
In Lin Xinyuan’s view, as long as she was the most beautiful… the cutest in that guy’s eyes, that was enough…
But, that guy seems to like the “chubby” type…
In that case, in the ‘Smelly Blondie’s’ heart, am I actually the most beautiful?
Lin Xinyuan became inexplicably troubled. Her gaze lowered slightly as her hand secretly pinched the soft flesh at her waist…