As if someone had accidentally touched the thermostatic system on the wall, Lu Shizhen felt that the temperature in the locker room was inexplicably a few degrees higher than before.
She just stood there holding her skirt in her hands, her cheeks slowly getting hot.
For a moment, it was neither right to go back nor right to stand still.
It was like a stuck program, just frozen like that.
After a few seconds of downtime, Lu Shizhen realized that Xu Shiyue might have mistaken him for a returning clerk, so he quickly pried open his dry lips and reminded her, "That... is me, Lu Shizhen."
But Xu Shiyue's voice came out again in a very calm tone: "I know."
The white curtain almost occupied the entire mirror, casting a layer of white on Xu Shiyue's vision.
She certainly couldn't see the gap behind her clearly, but she knew for sure that the person standing outside was Lu Shizhen.
It's an amazing feeling.
The huge locker room was so quiet that it seemed as if any sound could be heard, yet so quiet that it seemed as if no sound could be heard.
Xu Shiyue stood in front of the mirror, holding up her skirt which was about to fall off. The carpet swallowed up all the sounds of her heels hitting the ground.
A breeze passed through the curtain and entered the space, landing on the girl's shoulders, neck and wrists.
It was as if a plant suddenly sprouted a bud, stretching and blooming in her palm.
Xu Shiyue smelled the scent of roses in the fragrant environment.
In fact, Xu Shiyue couldn't understand how she judged that someone was coming, and the person was Lu Shizhen.
But she was certain that it was Lu Shizhen, she was here.
Perhaps because he realized that he was not alone, Xu Shiyue suddenly felt a little relieved in this unfamiliar environment.
But she seemed to have forgotten that this person's presence made her more alert and vigilant than the unfamiliar environment not long ago.
Seeing that the people outside hadn't made any move, Xu Shiyue added, "This skirt is a little big for me. The clerk has gone to contact the designer and will be back in a while."
After hearing Xu Shiyue's explanation, Lu Shizhen's pounding heart finally calmed down.
She put the skirt in her arms on the sofa and walked slowly to the curtain: "Then I'll come in."
"Yeah." Xu Shiyue responded.
The white curtain swayed slightly in the mirror, and the scene that had just been half-hidden now entered Lu Shizhen's sight with incredible clarity.
In order to support such a volume, the tulle skirt would have to have a certain weight, so the skirt, which was supposed to fit tightly against the girl's back, was moved down a little, exposing her back to the air, just like what Lu Shizhen had seen outside.
A few days had passed since Lu Shizhen last applied medicine to Xu Shiyue, and the red mark on one side of her skin had already disappeared.
The white jade-like shoulder blades stretched out their outlines and lay dormant on the girl's smooth and flat back, like a pair of wings.
Lu Shizhen just looked at Xu Shiyue's back, and his breathing became lighter.
The not-so-smooth drawstring was across her palm, tightening the fabric to slowly cover Lu Shizhen's back from her sight, making a slight friction sound.
As the cloth returned to its original position, Lu Shizhen's eyes fell on Xu Shiyue's neck.
The long hair that had been hanging loose was simply and neatly tied up by the clerk. The spine bones were slightly protruding on the neck, drawing a swan-like curve with the light.
Lu Shizhen felt that the Lord God must have put all his efforts into creating Xu Shiyue's body, otherwise how could he have constructed such an extraordinary body and soul.
Lu Shizhen carefully helped Lu Shizhen tidy up the drawstrings at the back, and saw herself in the mirror out of the corner of her eye.
There is also Xu Shiyue, who is almost close to her in the mirror world.
The light fell evenly on the huge mirror in front of it, surrounding the entire world in pure white.
Lu Shizhen held the drawstring in his hand and suddenly had an indescribable feeling.
She is so far away from Xu Shiyue, yet so close.
The person she once thought only existed in a fantasy world is now within her reach.
Lu Shizhen's eyes slowly turned...
40;Falling from the mirror, landing on Xu Shiyue’s skirt.
And the satin gauze wrapped around her waist.
Plop, plop…
"Da da da da."
The sound of high heels came from far away towards the locker room, as if stepping on Lu Shizhen's heart which was about to overspeed.
She suddenly came back to her senses and neatly tied the drawstrings behind Xu Shiyue's back.
"Ms. Xu, we have already contacted the designer." The clerk said as he opened the curtain, but unexpectedly Lu Shizhen was also there, "Ms. Lu..."
"Let me tighten the drawstring for her." Lu Shizhen explained, and then walked out of this not-so-narrow space.
The steps were hurried and somewhat disorganized.
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The waiting process is always a bit boring. Cheng Meiyan has already taken Lu Shien to try on clothes and is sitting on the sofa waiting for Xu Shiyue and Lu Shizhen.
Yuanzi was taken away from the bodyguard by Cheng Meiyan and lay on the sofa to enjoy the caress of her beautiful mother.
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Lu Shien was getting a little bored waiting, so he turned around and wanted to go over and play with Yuanzi.
After Yuanzi ignored his teasing several times, Lu Shien frowned.
The little girl turned away angrily, as if she didn't want to play with Yuanzi anymore, and muttered awkwardly: "Why are you like this, little dog? You are just as annoying as your master."
But after he finished speaking, Yuanzi still ignored Lu Shien's meaning.
The little girl glanced at it secretly and saw the dog wagging its tail and leaning against Cheng Meiyan's legs.
"snort."
Even more angry.
Lu Shien childishly withdrew his gaze, and then saw Lu Shizhen and Xu Shiyue walking out of the locker room.
Lu Shizhen didn't try on any clothes and Cheng Meiyan still put a black suit on her. This kind of clothes is probably the most contrary to the style of the dress.
But she stood next to Xu Shiyue and walked out with her. They were almost the same height, and they showed their faces without any disguise. The black and white intertwined together, giving people a feeling that they were a perfect match.
Lu Shien looked at this and his brows slowly frowned as he realized what was happening.
Then, she immediately denied her own bad idea, and as if to destroy this overly harmonious scene, she stood up and inserted herself between Lu Shizhen and Xu Shiyue.
"Sister, look, this is the dress my mom picked for me. Does it look good?" Lu Shien showed her dress to Lu Shizhen, and took a few dresses that she had put aside. "Sister, do you think this pink one looks good, or this red one? Or should I try this white one?"
This was the second time Lu Shizhen had come into contact with Lu Shien. She knew that she should be close to her like the original owner, and even favor her.
But in fact, she had no blood relationship with the girl either mentally or physically, which made her feel very unfamiliar with her and even a little at a loss.
But Lu Shizhen remembered that Xu Shiyue had suspected that she had changed too much a few days ago and might have schizophrenia. Now she absolutely could not let another person suspect her, so she said with a stiff upper lip: "I think they all look good. Xiao En is good-looking and everything she wears suits her."
But such praise did not please Lu Shien. She loosened her grip on Lu Shizhen's arm, feeling a little willful and dissatisfied, and a little disappointed and aggrieved: "Perfunctory! My sister used to pick out skirts for me herself."
Lu Shizhen was stunned for a moment, as if he understood why Lu Shien was sticking to him and even had some incorrect ideas about him.
The original owner was a pervert who had a pursuit of art. Xu Shiyue wanted to collect dolls, and so did the delicate-looking Lu Shien.
She dressed her up, favored her, and seemed to do everything she could to be good to her.
The little girl was misled in this way and began to have thoughts of "admiration".
What a pervert and a scumbag.
Lu Shizhen couldn't help but grit her teeth, and then she heard Lu Shien call out again: "Sister, what are you thinking about?"
Lu Shizhen quickly came back to her senses and replied calmly, "I was thinking that skirt suits you better."
Then she decisively chose to form a united front with Cheng Meiyan: "I think the pink dress you are wearing now is very good. This color suits you very well."
Upon hearing this, Lu Shien immediately took Lu Shizhen's arm again and leaned closer, smiling and saying, "Then this is it."
, I listen to my sister! "
Lu Shizhen rarely behaves in such an overly intimate way with others, even with the same sex.
Her body froze as usual, and the only thing she could do was to maintain her persona and respond with a smile.
At this moment, a beam of light poured in from the door not far away, and the store manager pushed the door open and walked in again with a few employees.
Lu Shizhen saw that one of them was holding a black satin skirt, and asked as if she had seen a savior, "Is this the one my mother gave me?"
The store manager nodded: "Yes, Miss Lu, this is the skirt that Madam prepared for you, do you want to try it on now?"
"Okay." Lu Shizhen nodded without hesitation, pretending to pull her arm out of Lu Shien's arms naturally, and took the clerk's hand, not wanting her to hold the skirt herself.
Watching Lu Shizhen follow the clerk to the dressing room, the store manager brought another dress to Cheng Meiyan and said, "Madam, we have already adjusted your size."
Cheng Meiyan was in no hurry to change her clothes. She walked over and touched the material of the clothes: "Let me take a look."
For a moment, the VIP lounge, which had been extremely quiet just now, became active, except for Xu Shiyue who was sitting on the sofa.
When Xu Shiyue sat down just now, Yuanzi turned around and lay on Xu Shiyue's legs.
The short platinum hair had a satin-like luster under the light, overlapping with the girl's pure white skirt.
Xu Shiyue sat on the sofa, not relaxing at all. Her slender and fair fingers slowly moved across Yuanzi's body, revealing a natural and calm calmness in this dynamic scene.
It’s really beautiful.
Lu Shien's eyes trembled slightly, and then he pressed them down.
She didn't like this feeling, or perhaps she felt a little uneasy.
The little girl held up the hem of her skirt and sat back down, as if she was showing off to herself, or as if she was childishly suggesting, "My sister helped me choose almost all the dresses I've worn since I was a child."
"My sister loves me the most, and no one can replace her."
Xu Shiyue paused for a moment while stroking Yuanzi's body, then turned to look at Lu Shien.
Those slightly grey eyes were covered with pure darkness in the dim environment, and they lifted up little by little, with disdain in their gleaming eyes.
She pursed her lips and then relaxed them, her cold voice full of calmness: "The drawstring behind my back was just tied by your sister."
(End of this chapter)