A knock rang out as Shang Mo's voice drifted over. "Time's up."
Rong Mo snapped out of her stupor and hurriedly wore her top. With a simple athletic outfit and a black baseball cap, she was immediately transformed into a sunny looking young man.
She checked herself in the mirror once more and only opened the door to the changing room after being sure that she looked normal. Raising her head, she nearly bumped into the man before her.
The two of them were a hair's breadth away from one another, and she could even make out his quivering lashes. He looked somewhat surprised, yet calm and composed at the same time.
At the same time, when his breath misted around her, it felt particularly loving, just like the wavy tides of the oceans.
Rong Mo was stunned for a moment, stumbling back a couple of steps.
