"We should hurry and buy some clothes."
Mu Anxiao said nothing, stopping before a stall. "How about these clothes?" she asked, pointing to the cotton patterned garments spread on the ground.
The old man stopped and looked down at the clothes on the ground, then back at Mu Anxiao. "These are for older people. Let's go." He said this with an awkward smile, glancing at an old woman who was looking his way.
Mu Anxiao reluctantly shifted her gaze from the cotton patterned clothes and followed the old man into a very luxurious grand shopping mall.
"It's so cool in here," Mu Anxiao said, walking alongside the old man.
The old man glanced at the people around him who were looking at him strangely and said, "It seems I need to change myself."
"What are you going to do?" Mu Anxiao asked, stopping with the old man.
Then, the old man glanced at Mu Anxiao and turned towards the area marked 'Restroom'.
Mu Anxiao didn't dare to follow him inside. She stood outside, continuing to passively endure the stares, lowering her head.
As minutes ticked by, Mu Anxiao yawned.
"Mu Anxiao, let's go."
Hearing the unfamiliar voice, Mu Anxiao frowned and then turned to look at the handsome young man standing beside her. "Who are you?" she asked.
"I'm your grandfather," the young man said, glancing to the side. "You can just call me Zhang Yan."
"If your children saw you like this, would they be scared?" Mu Anxiao asked, looking at Zhang Yan's face.
Zhang Yan frowned. "I don't have children."
"Oh," Mu Anxiao nodded and took a few steps back.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Yan asked.
"I'm not used to standing with young people like you," Mu Anxiao said, looking uncomfortably at the young girls secretly casting glances their way. She turned back and said, "Strange."
Zhang Yan calmly observed the young girls looking at him, deliberately straightening his back. "Sister, I told you not to run away from home, but you insisted on leaving. That's fine. It's been so hot these past few days, and you're still wearing so many clothes. Aren't you afraid of getting heat rash? Let's go buy some clothes." As he spoke, he walked closer to Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao was speechless at Zhang Yan's behavior...
The young girls couldn't help but giggle when they heard Zhang Yan's voice.
Mu Anxiao hadn't expected the girls here to be so bold. She admired their spirit.
Before long, Zhang Yan bought Mu Anxiao several outfits...
"Huh?" Zhang Yan said, leading Mu Anxiao out of the store and looking her up and down in her casual clothes. "Why do I feel like something is off?"
"You mean my messy hair, don't you?" Mu Anxiao said, tugging at the long hair that hung down in front of her.
"Yes," Zhang Yan nodded.
Mu Anxiao frowned. "What are you going to do? Chop it off with one cut?"
"Cutting it off with one cut isn't the style here. Come on, let's go get your hair done," Zhang Yan said, turning and walking ahead.
Mu Anxiao followed him with her bags of shopping.
Mu Anxiao had no strong feelings about these superficial changes, as she was still ignorant of many things in this unfamiliar era. Therefore, she could only follow Zhang Yan's instructions. Although she disliked this version of herself, she realized there was no other way.
After the transformation, Mu Anxiao's hair was drastically cut in half. The sensation was painful for her, but she couldn't resist Zhang Yan's insistence. At this moment, she felt as if she had returned to the year she followed Shen Yan...