Lou Ning had become increasingly dependent on the Beauty Slimming Center located right by her door. If she missed going for even a day in a week, her face felt terribly uncomfortable. Initially, she wondered if it was because her skin had been in good condition for so long that it wasn't adapting well without regular care... But she had only been there four times, and each time, if she didn't go on time or went earlier, her face felt particularly terrible, almost unbearable, with an indescribable sensation. Her mother also had regular skin care at home, sometimes forgetting, and she seemed fine. Yet, she was reacting this way…
Thinking about it now, the instinctively sensitive nature of a young woman made her feel particularly uneasy.
Could it be that what they were using on my face was some kind of hormone or other banned substance? Why else would it feel like an addiction that I can't quit?
She touched her smooth cheek, staring blankly into the mirror.
