Leaving the mall, a surging crowd filled 1 Caiyun Street. Pedestrians looked strangely at Ella Lacey as if they were sizing up an alien, their eyes filled with bewilderment, astonishment, and even mockery.
However, she walked confidently and unbothered, completely embodying the image of a comical ruffian.
Her golden, spiky straw hair blinded the eyes of those under the sun.
Her small arms and skinny legs were all stuffed into huge jeans, which gave her an unusual feeling of security, as though she was safely tucked away in a closet.
She began to feel that having changed her clothes and hairstyle and shedding the thin shell of the old Ella Lacey, she could laugh off the pointing fingers and murmuring tongues, utterly ignoring them.
"Sally, don't you think I'd look cooler with a cigarette in my mouth?" She was truly having a great time.
"Absolutely! Wait here, and I'll buy you a pack of cigarettes at the convenience store at the intersection."
