Over half an hour later, with her hair dyed a different color, she seemed much more spirited. Looking at herself in the mirror, Shen Hanqian felt a sense of fascination she couldn't tire of.
Mike stood behind her, quite pleased with himself, proudly combing through her hair, "Sis, don't you look much younger? And it even makes your skin tone look better!"
"Yes, it's great!" Shen Hanqian happily paid with her card.
As usual, after work, she headed home alone, that empty home! The only difference was that her car was in for repairs, so she had to take the subway.
Actually, she had quite enjoyed this solitude over the past six years, but today she felt particularly lonely.
Standing at the subway entrance, she called her best friend Song Yujun to see if she was free, so the two of them could have dinner together.