Standing at the center, the mirrors reflected many versions of herself, giving her a sense of being in a dreamlike labyrinth.
She took off her jacket and jeans one by one. Raising her hand, she loosened the ponytail tie, and her slightly curly long hair cascaded down like flowing water!
Picking up the dress, she shook it with both hands, and it unfolded before her like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.
She held the dress against herself in front of a mirror, perhaps too focused, not hearing the sound of the cloakroom door opening.
It wasn't until footsteps sounded from behind that she heard them, thinking it was Beth who had come in: "Beth, you—"
Before she could finish speaking, she was startled by the person in the mirror.
Si Yuheng had walked in and was standing right behind her.
She came to her senses, holding the dress to her chest and turned around: "Why did you come in—"
