Jiang Yiyu grabbed her arm and said, "I want to go in with you."

Song Shengsheng glanced into the store and saw that there was only one female clerk sitting at the counter playing with her mobile phone.

She nodded and pulled Jiang Yiyu into the store.

As soon as I stepped over the threshold, a loud welcome sounded. The clerk looked up at the voice but did not stand up: "If you like any piece, you can ask me to change the size."

Song Shengsheng pointed to the window and said, "We want to try that gray scarf."

The clerk looked in the direction of her finger, stood up and yawned, walked around the checkout counter, and rummaged under the nearby shelf: "This scarf is a couple's style. Take a look, do you want to try it on together?"

"Okay." Jiang Yiyu replied.

The clerk stood up with two packaging bags containing scarves and handed them to them. "These are this year's new models. They're selling really well. There are only two left in the store. You've come at the right time."

Before she finished speaking, her eyes rested on Jiang Yiyu. After looking him up and down, she suddenly leaned in closer, tilted her head and looked at his face carefully: "You look a little familiar!"

Song Shengsheng pushed Jiang Yiyu behind him and said, "You must be joking. He only showed two eyes. How can he look familiar?"

The clerk also realized his own gaffe, smiled awkwardly, and stepped back: "That's right, that's right."

Jiang Yiyu breathed a sigh of relief. Song Shengsheng pulled him to the dressing mirror, unwrapped the scarf, asked him to lower his head, and put the scarf on him. She grabbed a corner of the scarf and squeezed it, "It's quite soft. What do you think?"

Jiang Yiyu looked in the mirror and said, "I think it's pretty good too."

"Then buy it!" She said as she unpacked another scarf and let Jiang Yiyu help her tie it. The two stood together looking at the mirror, smiling very happily. Song Shengsheng also took out her mobile phone and took a photo with him.

While paying, the clerk kept staring at Jiang Yiyu and asked quietly, "Can you sign an autograph for me? I promise I won't tell anyone."

Jiang Yiyu smiled helplessly, picked up the pen and wrote "Happy New Year" and his name on the notebook she handed him.