A pale blue floor-length gown accentuated her delicate, slender figure, with a sleeveless design and a neckline adorned with sparkling, transparent diamonds, exposing her slender, fair neck, her exquisitely beautiful collarbones, and her blemish-free shoulders.
Her round, palm-sized face was embellished with fine features, and when the store clerk undid her headband, her dark hair, black as spilled ink and slightly curled, cascaded down like seaweed over her chest.
In another month and a half, she would age another year. A young girl, in the bloom of youth, had already developed where it counted—normally concealed by her clothes, she now seemed to have undergone a metamorphosis in that evening dress.
The soft, smooth fabric embraced her, yet with perfect proportions.
Mi Shen looked at herself in the mirror for a long time, half in surprise and half in delight.
