The phone had been ringing for a long time when she drowsily picked it up. It was Xu Xiaoya. "Xixi, come to the shop. Business is booming lately, and I can't handle it all..."
She blinked, only then remembering the shop. Suddenly, she rolled over and got up.
In the mirror, her face was pale, her steps unsteady, and her eyes were swollen. She covered her face in shock. What on earth happened to me? This was terrifying.
Without washing her face, she instinctively went to eat—even hastily cooking a large pack of instant noodles. She drank every last drop of the soup, and for some reason, tears suddenly streamed down her face.
In her wardrobe, clothes hung in neat rows. On her vanity table, a dazzling array of cosmetics lay displayed. Everything he had given her was still there. Yet, the most important thing of all had vanished.
She chose a long dress, applied lipstick, and quickly tried to conceal the dark circles under her eyes, but they were impossible to hide.
