Chapter 35 Fitting
Zhao Chen's clingy offensive was like the most addictive honey, and Yu Ling gradually sank into the sweet suffocation, yet she was content to accept it. That cold agreement had long been forgotten in the corner of her memory, covered with the dust of "habit" and "dependence."
It was the weekend again. In the afternoon, Yu Ling held Zhao Chen's arm as they strolled through the dazzling array of shops.
Surrounded by a crowd of brightly dressed people hurrying by, soft music playing in the background. This was originally Zhao Chen's proposal for a "weekend of relaxation," euphemistically called "experiencing the everyday world," but in reality, his tall, straight figure paired with Yu Ling's elegant and gentle demeanor attracted quite a bit of attention, more like a walking fashion magazine.
"That shop up ahead seems to have new season window displays. Let's go take a look?" Zhao Chen turned his head and whispered to Ling, his eyes gentle, as if it were just a casual suggestion. He was still wearing simple casual clothes today, but the exquisite tailoring and texture gave him an indescribable aura even in the crowd.
Yu Ling nodded. The two of them walked into a women's clothing boutique with artistic decor. Soft spotlights cast a shadow on the meticulously displayed clothing, each piece a work of art. The salesgirl was well-trained, with a gentle smile, not overly enthusiastic, maintaining a just-right distance.
Yu Ling glanced casually, and a dress hanging on an independent display rack instantly captured her entire attention.
It was a dress with a retro square collar. The main color was navy blue velvet, as deep as the midnight starry sky. The texture was thick and lustrous, and it felt cool to the touch.
The most breathtaking feature is the vine and star pattern hand-embroidered with fine silver thread on the skirt. Under the light, the silver thread gleams with a cool and mysterious glow, as if an entire galaxy has been woven into the skirt. The retro square neckline perfectly reveals the delicate collarbone, the waist-cinching design outlines the perfect curves, and the calf-length skirt has an elegant drape. The entire dress exudes a sense of understated luxury, retro elegance, and an indescribable artistic aura.
Yu Ling's steps involuntarily stopped in front of the display, her eyes fixed on it, unable to move away. She could even imagine how breathtakingly beautiful this dress would look on her, whether worn on a grand occasion or simply over a candlelit dinner. No woman could resist such a work of art.
"Miss, you have excellent taste." A calm and experienced shopping guide came over at the right moment, with a look of sincere appreciation on her face. "This is our brand's high-end limited edition this season, 'Whisper of the Galaxy'. There are only twelve pieces in the world, and currently only our store and the Imperial Capital flagship store have one each in stock in China.
"The designer's inspiration came from Renaissance star map manuscripts. It's all made of top-quality velvet and hand-embroidered, with incredibly intricate craftsmanship," she said softly, expertly removing the dress. "You have a gentle and elegant temperament, and your complexion is so fair. This dress feels like it was tailor-made for you. Would you like to try it on?"
The salesperson's words struck a chord with Yu Ling. "Tailor-made..." Her heart pounded as she gazed at the star-studded dress so close to her. Subconsciously, she reached out, her fingertips carefully touching the cool, silky velvet and the delicate, slightly raised embroidery. The touch was breathtakingly beautiful.
"Try it, Lingling." Zhao Chen's voice sounded beside him, with a gentle smile and encouragement, "If you like it, try it and see the effect."
The salesperson immediately and carefully handed the dress over and led Yu Ling to the spacious and bright fitting room. Holding the heavy dress that seemed to carry the entire galaxy, Yu Ling took a deep breath and walked into the fitting room.
The moment the door closed, Zhao Chen's gentle, harmless smile faded slightly. He stood there, his gaze seemingly casually scanning the other items on display, but his peripheral vision, like the most sophisticated radar, was fixed firmly on the fitting room door. His fingers in his trouser pockets unconsciously curled up.
Time seemed stretched out, each second filled with subtle anticipation and a subtle tension.
Finally, the door of the fitting room was gently opened.
Yu Ling came out.
The entire shop's light seemed focused on her. The deep navy blue velvet perfectly complimented her exquisite curves, highlighting her exposed shoulders, neck, and collarbone like the finest white jade, radiant and lustrous.
Silver-thread embroidered vines and stars meandered across her body, refracting a dreamy luster with her subtle movements, as if she were truly draping a tranquil and dazzling galaxy. The retro square collar imbued her with the elegance and mystery of a classical oil painting, radiating a breathtaking, breathtaking beauty.
Even the experienced shopping guide who was used to seeing beautiful women couldn't help but utter a low sigh of admiration: "Oh my God... It's perfect! Miss, this dress is simply your battle robe!"
Yu Ling stood before a massive floor-length mirror, gazing at herself in a trance. The person in the mirror was noble, elegant, and radiant, possessing a powerful aura she had never experienced before. She subconsciously shifted her body, her skirt swishing gracefully, the sheen of velvet flowing like water.
"How's it going?" Zhao Chen had unknowingly walked behind her, a step away, his gaze fixed on her reflection in the mirror. His voice remained steady, but Yu Ling seemed to catch a fleeting, almost illusory glint of astonishment in the depths of his amber eyes.
"Very...good-looking." Yu Ling looked at him in the mirror, her cheeks slightly flushed, her voice filled with a hint of uncertain shyness and hard-to-conceal fondness, "It's just..." Her eyes involuntarily glanced at the small, design-rich tag on the inside of her skirt.
The price printed on it was a string of cold numbers that instantly brought her back to reality from the clouds - six figures! An astronomical figure that she would have to work hard for a year without eating or drinking to barely reach!
The fire in her heart was doused with a basin of ice water. All the wonder, love, and fantasy shattered before the reality of the price tag. A huge sense of loss and a sense of sober restraint instantly gripped her.
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