The man stood in front of the mirror, straightening his brown coat.
There was a woman on the couch behind him.
Lying casually on the couch, with a hazy gaze and a graceful figure, was the woman.
She had long green hair, a shade of emerald that outshone the leaves of summer trees. Her loose hair nearly concealed her beautiful profile.
The woman inquired indifferently:
"Where are you going?"
The man responded:
"To work. You do nothing, if I were to lie around the house all day like you, we would soon..."
The woman scoffed:
"If you want, I can go out too, as long as you're willing to let me show a side of me that they've never seen before. You're the one who won't let me leave."
The man smiled, then walked over to the woman, leaning down to straighten her messy hair:
"You're truly beautiful."
The woman smiled confidently:
"Of course, those ordinary people can only look up at me."
He nodded:
