It was this serendipitous experience of cross-dressing that opened up a whole new world for Wei Zhen.
Undoubtedly, he garnered far more attention from others, be it envy or adoration. The entire world seemed to have become a gentler, more charming place. Before putting on these clothes, he was just a short guy who would disappear in a crowd. Both his height and his demeanor were indescribably mediocre. He was the kind of ordinary person no one would ever give a second glance.
Wei Zhen stood up from the vanity, having prepared everything. He wore a simplified medieval maid outfit, but the cuffs and hem had been altered to be shorter. His fair collarbones stood out against his flat chest, and the skirt was black and white. A sky-blue headband held back his long, golden hair.
He tightened the fake gemstone necklace at the collar of his blouse and was just about to turn and leave.
"Xiaobing? You're so late today."
"Mm... I missed the bus and had to squeeze onto the next one."
