Captivated By You: Chapter 6

FOR THAT ONE THREAD (OF CONNECTION)
CONFUSED YET STILL OBSTINATELY CLINGING AND LOOKING

“Martial arts chivalry*? Fantasy? Romance? Or go with BL*?”

(You might know it as wǔxiá)
(耽美 dān měi – lit. indulging beauty – now normally known as Boys Love or Yaoi)

Mo Lan, wore a loose white wool sweater, and sat cross-legged in the bedroom, with a laptop on her thighs, her dark circles so severe that it was comparable to pandas.

“Urghhhh, how to actually write it ah!” Having looked miserable for a long time, and still didn’t know what kind of script to write… after all, everything about this was a big deal. The first work that Secretly Captivated himself gave her, if she couldn’t complete it satisfactorily, in the future what kind of face would she be able to present in front of him…

Aiya… undoubtedly the more she thought about it the more bothered she got.

The jet-black long hair that originally could have been twisted up with a pen has all been all messed up by Mo Lan, she sighed, unlocked her phone, and habitually updated her Moments:

What to do if no inspiration T^T

After she posted on Moments, she surfed Weibo with her mobile phone, en… he had no new movement. Thus with no better option and with a little despair, she once again threw her phone aside, and continued racking her brains over a blank Word document.

After about ten minutes, as before the still-completely-lacking-an-outline Mo Lan once again sighed, picked her phone up and planned to play LianLianKan* for a while, let’s assumed she was looking for inspiration.

(连连看 lián lián kàn – pattern matching puzzle game)

Not really caring too much, she opened her mobile and started swiping through Moments, the next second, Mo Lan was in a daze.

Secretly Captivated replied to her Moments.

After he liked her post the last time, he had now commented on her Moments…

In hindsight, after Mo Lan reacted, and wanted to cry stupidly, how could she have forgotten that she was now WeChat friends with Secretly Captivated T^T. But you also couldn’t blame her, if, you had silently been someone’s fan for four years, and four years later, this person suddenly stepped down from the altar, took the initiative to add you on WeChat, talked to you, sang for you… if it was you, would you have believed it?

Contrarily, everything did happen.

What’s more, with Secretly Captivated’s unperturbed and unhurried manner, it all happened extremely appropriately and very naturally.

Mo Lan’s long eyelashes flickered invisibly, she opened the recently locked screen of her mobile phone, and saw Secretly Captivated’s reply: Then don’t think about it for now.

Don’t think about it for now… really?

But it was such a big deal, all the more she wouldn’t dare to delay.

As she was thinking, she saw that the other party sent a WeChat message.

GYM: Is it quite stressful?

Mo Lan was dumbfounded, although she really wanted to say not really ah or it’s nothing ah and such, but… she didn’t want to lie to him.

Instead, she frowned and thought for a long time, she finally edited her sentence and sent what she thought was appropriate.

Momo: If I say there’s no pressure then I’m definitely lying, after all… the three of you are all my favorite CVs, I’m afraid I’ll mess this up, which will waste your time and bring trouble to Ninth Heaven’s Seventh Anniversary Celebration.

After hugging her mobile phone for a bit, Mo Lan received a reply from the other party… it was a voice message.

An Xiaoluo was working overtime so she wouldn’t be back tonight, hence Mo Lan took a deep breath, and opened it.

Secretly Captivated’s low voice sounded a little hoarse, but… it also seemed more tender: “I’m awfully sorry, to have asked you to write the script for the new drama, however, I’ve read what you have written before and felt that it was pretty good. I fully believe that you can do this, so, you need to also have confidence in yourself.”

If you asked Mo Lan, where exactly was the appeal of a voice.

It probably… lay within, him merely just brushed over a few words and very miraculously it would immediately soothed her weathered bewildered heart.

Before Mo Lan responded, the other party already sent another voice message: “Also, have you not always wanted to write a radio drama for me?”

With her frozen hand, Mo Lan looked down at her phone screen, speechless for a quite a stretch.

Her brain spun rapidly, she suddenly remembered… three years ago, the young and ignorant her posted on Weibo, the main gist being Secretly Captivated DaDa I really like your voice, I’m actually a writer, would really like to collaborate with you on a drama balabala*, eventually, she used extraordinary courage* and tagged him.

(it was like that in the raws. i assumed it means etc)
(勇气可嘉 yǒng qì kě jiā – idiom – to deserve praise for one’s courage)

With the temperature on her face constantly on the rise, Mo Lan nearly wanted to hang herself on the southeast branch, the terrifying heaven-roars of Weibo from three years ago… had all been combed through by him.

Momo: Male god… I was young, ignorant and not sensible at that time, definitely please don’t take it to heart T^T

After a while, the other party’s voice message arrived, Mo Lan took a deep breath and anxiously opened it.

In the quietness, Secretly Captivated’s smile echoed through, because it was a bit hoarse, it sounded even more sexy, it faintly hinted at gentle amorous feelings, just by listening to it, it made one’s mouth and tongue dry: “Looking at your Weibo was actually very interesting.”

As soon as his words fell, he seemed to be delighted, he chuckled, like the sound of water flowing, with a romantic touch.

Not sure which fan previously summed it up, Secretly Captivated’s chuckle… was a voice enthusiast’s Achilles’ heel.

Because, it was simply a sure shot.

Very interesting ma?

Mo Lan bit her handkerchief, her cheeks streamed with tears.

But… the main point was that in her Weibo, it seemed that 80% of the content was related to him, looking at her Weibo, was basically watching a fangirl talked to herself everyday, how could it be interesting.

Mo Lan coughed, cleared her throat, then, sent a voice message: “Male god, actually… I’d like to know, that night, why would you have added me on WeChat?”

Almost immediately after the voice message was sent, Mo Lan regretted.

I actually asked out loud… actually asked out loud… actually just however asked out loud!

Would Secretly Captivated find her annoying, of course he would, since he had already added her as a friend, she should just kneel three times and kowtow nine times* in gratitude*, but instead, she actually was unable to differentiate good from bad* and asked him, for what reason……

(formal etiquette on meeting the emperor)
(it’s highly exaggerated in the raws)
(不知好歹 bù zhī hǎo dǎi – idiom – not to know what’s food for one/unable to recognize others’ good intentions)

Her heart beated rapidly, just as Mo Lan’s imagination ran wild, Secretly Captivated sent a voice message.

Her fingers fluttered, Mo Lan suddenly felt that she daren’t listen to it.

The surroundings were quiet, the night very gentle, his voice was low, very distinct, word by word, it came through her mobile’s speakers, and truly finally reached her ears.

He said, “In the future… you would know.”

The tone, was as if it flowed from the the high above mountain ridge throughout the year where ice and snow didn’t appear, and it was also like a white lotus in the pond, noble and refined, as a jade as a diamond. Remarkably… it reminded her of Jialuo, the meditative senior monk from Zixia Mountain.

In the future… what did he meant?

However, the voice wasn’t done yet, he paused, then, it rang again: “If you really would want me to say it, it was probably… I much preferred your voice.”

The voice carried a smile, with the feeling that it was genuine, all at once seemed to fall from the highest of the heavens down to the ten feet of soft red and purple street of the world of mortals, it produced the hint of warm fireworks.

red and purple street

But… she didn’t hear the wrong thing right?

Being praised by the number one Internet Voice CV, Secretly Captivated, he even said, that he liked her voice?

Just a moment ago, with great difficulty, Mo Lan finally managed to calm her heart down and yet her heart now beated violently again, it disobeyed instructions, she opened her mouth, a slight tremor formed: “Um… the way male god puts it, I’m a little overwhelmed with gratitude*.”

(the same “overwhelmed by favour from superior” from previous chapter (humble experience))

Secretly Captivated quickly replied her, with an indolent tone, nonchalantly: “I’ve said before, don’t be nervous, I’m not as good as you think I am, I’m just an ordinary person after all. Oo… let’s leave it, after chatting with you for so long, sing a song for me okay.”

As soon as his voice fell, Mo Lan discovered that a thin layer of sweat had formed in her palms. Male god… wanted to listen to her sing? Moreover, in such a natural tone as well, so natural that she didn’t know how to say no.

She always felt that her level of singing was particularly limited, but since Secretly Captivated already brought it up, and he told her in such a pleasant voice, that he wanted her to sing a song for him… basically made one incapable to refuse.

Momo: Male god, what would you like to hear?

GYM: Up to you, go on YY first ba.

Momo: Okay.

She bit her lip and login into YY, she entered the room number that SC gave her the last time, the familiar purple vest was already on the mic.

Mo Lan quickly opened the folder that held her more familiar music accompaniments, and went through them one by one, very distressed, really didn’t know what to sing, how to breakthrough* T^T

(破 pò – it means broken or damaged or get rid of or to destroy or to defeat – it’s commonly use as “breakthrough” as in how to breakthrough the help-i-don’t-know-what-to-sing-for-male-god mentality – how do you explain all that in English?)

She scrutinised for a long time, Secretly Captivated didn’t seem anxious, didn’t pushed her.

In the end, the somewhat dizzy Mo Lan who have been trying to pick a song gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and randomly opened an accompaniment.

When the first accompaniment note played, Mo Lan knew which song this was, this song was called《The Silent Snow on A Thousand Mountains》. Fortunately, it was a song she was quite good at.

The Silent Snow on A Thousand Mountains

She took a deep breath, and started softly:

“I have silently buried the world of mortals for centuries
The past distinctly cold, then used the warmth residue to dream
In the future, who would look after the wine temperature for me
The snow on the front covered the greens, deeply forgotten the rivers and lakes
I embarked on a journey of a thousand miles
Listened to kudzu growing*, as if it sank into a spring breeze bathe
Ten thousands of flying snow-white* bright lanterns, merged with the sound of a foreign flute
Shattered the superficial, however once again gradually froze“

the first verse up until 1:15
(poem about mourning or listening to kudzu grow)
(A character in “Hero” or a blizzard)

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  Kudzu

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  Flying Snow-White

《The Silent Snow on A Thousand Mountains》was a fan-made song of the novel《Seven Nights of Snow》, for a young literary and arty female like Mo Lan, the essential factor when listening to a song wasn’t the melody, but rather the lyrics. Incidentally, the lyrics of this song were written beautifully and was full of emotion, which really complement the original mood of the whole novel.

The overall melody of this song was not considered high, from beginning to the end there was a faint sense of sorrow pervading, together with Mo Lan’s gentle and graceful voice, it actually brought out the best in each other*, and perfectly fitted in together.

(相得益彰 xiāng dé yì zhāng – to complement one another well (idiom))

“For that one thread (of connection), confused yet still obstinately clinging and looking
Among all the diverse and varied living things, who haven’t been this headstrong?
Missing our chance encounter was providence, time failed our deep feelings
Clearly saw love and hate, but once again hurriedly and constantly left
In that case used one’s life to replace the king’s accepted fate
Although he was not 100 yet, it was as if the song already belonged to him
Deep and dark irregular time available, the snowy lonely flute streamed
Summertime winter night, who would play for me again
Seven nights of snow and silence, forever in people’s heart

this is the last verse of the song from 2:54

The song was over.

Secretly Captivated didn’t speak from beginning to the end, but Mo Lan just felt indescribably, that he was listening, and moreover he listened very earnestly.

Not sure for whatever reason, after she realised this, the recently extremely nervous her, suddenly felt as if she had settled down. Actually… if you thought about it, being alone with the actual person in the YY room, and singing a song for him, for many people… it would be an unattainable dream.

But her dream did come true.

Truly very lucky, wasn’t it?

The quiet and exquisite sorrowful music accompaniment ended, suddenly, Mo Lan heard from Secretly Captivated’s end… some noise came through.

It seemed that someone was talking to him, furthermore he appeared to be very flustered and anxious, but she couldn’t exactly clearly hear what was said. Then, she heard Secretly Captivated’s voice, not very loud, but full of character, seemed to respond to that person.

After a while, his voice rang low through the computer: “Sorry, I have something to do now, I’ll go work first. The song just now… was very nice.”

It was still in a gentle and indolent tone, but Mo Lan suddenly felt that his voice was slightly hoarse, and it seemed… somewhat exhausted.

Before Mo Lan could respond, Secretly Captivated logged out and left the room.

Now… wasn’t it ten o’clock at night, wasn’t he very exhausted? Like this… and he still wanted to go to work?

Mo Lan cocked her head and suddenly just felt that he was a very dedicated person, however, Secretly Captivated in reality… what does he do?

Nanjing in early January, although it hasn’t snowed yet, but it was really a biting-cold kind of wind, nearly made people’s hands and feet numb with cold. Mo Lan wore a long pink down jacket, pulled her collar up to her neck, with both of her hands in her pockets, she quickly walked onto the street, and still felt very cold.

She entered a popular bookstore, but Rong Xiaxia had not arrived yet.

Mo Lan sighed, just a moment ago Rong Xiaxia obviously rushed her very urgently… instead now that she has arrived, while Rong Xiaxia had yet to arrive.

Mo Lan didn’t really mind, she went in, and planned to check if there were any new books on the shelves.

Browsing through them along the way, she walked passed many counters, finally, after spotting a familiar name, she stopped.

《Unrestrained Light Wind》, a monthly magazine that was very popular in China. This magazine mainly focused on cartoons and comics, the fictional world of anime, comics and games, so much so that for the Internet Voice Circle related matters, they would also regularly invite a few CVs for interviews, then published them in the magazine.

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What made Mo Lan stopped was because she saw that on the lively and shining cover of the magazine, an azure font was written on it: Featured interview for this issue – Bai Yu Luo Bo CV.

Bai Yu Luo Bo?

Mo Lan was surprised in her heart, to be to able to invite Bai Yu Luo Bo… he was a VIP CV guest.

Unable to restrained her emotions, her outstretched arms reached for the magazine, the next second, somebody behind her snatched the magazine.

Mo Lan was stunned for a bit, she has always had a sweet-tempered and agreeable disposition, so she didn’t fight with the other party involved, rather she turned around and silently placed her hands behind her back, she saw two girls around seventeen or eighteen stood beside her, their face filled with excitement.

“Excuse me aunty, I’m sorry, but, could we please read this magazine first? My classmate and I have been waiting for this issue for a very long time.”

One of the girls with glasses looked at her a little embarrassed, but her tone was unusually firm, as if she had already made up her mind to not give the magazine away no matter what Mo Lan said.

However Mo Lan’s main focus now, was just… this girl actually called her aunty. Sure enough, although she was already twenty-four, she wasn’t considered young anymore, but… was it really appropriate to call her aunty.

She sighed slightly in her heart, the corner of her lips curved, she showed a gentle and magnanimous smile, her tone still tranquiled, a very gentle kind of tranquility: “It doesn’t matter, then you look at it first.”

When the two girls heard her words, both pair of eyes lit up instantly, they thanked her again and again, which made Mo Lan a bit embarassed.

The two girls held the magazine like it was a golden pearl and rushed towards the reading area by the side, and Mo Lan looked on a bit helplessly as the only unwrapped magazine on the shelf was taken away, she thought about it, and still reached for a brand new, unwrapped magazine.

Although buying a magazine with just at most two pages of interview, would normally be carried out by those girls, but… Mo Lan 囧ed for a bit, but, you never know, maybe Bai Yu Luo Bo would reveal information about Secretly Captivated.

Generally for informal magazine interviews like this, the host would have definitely asked questions about friends in the same circle. Furthermore, Secretly Captivated, Su Qingmo and Bai Yu Luo Bo’s deep affection for each other, was known by everyone in the Internet Voice Circle.

After paying for the magazine at the cash register, Mo Lan went to the next-door Starbucks, ordered a cup of caramel coffee to warmed her hands, and found a seat by the window.

Her mobile phone vibrated, Mo Lan opened it, and found Rong Xiaxia’s short message: My younger brother suddenly came looking for me, just managed to send him off, wait a bit for me dear, I’ll definitely arrive within 15 minutes!

A smile appeared, Mo Lan replied good-naturedly: No worries, be careful on the road, I’ll wait for you at Starbucks.

Somewhat impatiently she unwrapped the magazine in her hands, she opened it, and followed the contents page all the way to Bai Yu Luo Bo’s interview page.

En… really asked a lot of personal questions.

Even his coordinates were exposed, he actually also lived in Nanjing.

Her gaze swept downwards, and finally… she saw a few keywords.

Secretly Captivated.

Mo Lan’s eyes tilted, with one hand under her chin, she examined carefully.

Q12: Speaking of this, although Xiao Luo Bo have always been popular within the Internet Voice Circle, but everyone knows that, your best friends, should be Secretly Captivated and Su Qingmo DaDa from Ninth Heaven Dubbing Group, right? So, could you please briefly elaborate on these two people?

A12: En, sure. Let’s talk about MoMo first, MoMo this person, he’s especially steady, being together with him, he will deal with any matter regardless of its importance*, keeping everything organised clearly and orderly. You would feel like you don’t need to worry about anything, essentially just like a family trip~ A must-have kind~ Girls, if you like these type then hurry up and claim him (laughs). Then, let’s talk about Ah Mi. Ah Mi this person… How do I put it, although I have actually met him twice, but he feels a bit like a cat to me, he’s quite mystical… His temperament is obviously the quiet and cold type, but once in a while he do make others feel he’s quite evil. Simply put, his gentleness carries hostility, but he takes his work very seriously, I once heard him criticised his subordinates (should be orz*) on the phone, his words sounded really harsh, I was shocked at that time. However, if he treated you as his friend, he would treat you well, a very considerate and caring person.

(事无巨细 shì wú jù xì – idiom – lit things are not separated according to their size)
(orz – it’s written as orz in the raws – It is a Japanese based emoticon of a man pounding his head on the floor. The o is the head. The r is the arms. The z is the legs. Used to symbolize the emotion of frustration.)

orz

Q13: Wow, a cat-like man… Listening to your description, I felt instantly tempted~ Because Secretly Captivated DaDa recently announced his comeback, so, could you reveal a bit more information about him? Just consider it as a small benefit for our 《Unrestrained Light Wind》fans.

A13: Urm… Ah Mi hates people exposing his 3D world, I too dare not say anything more, hai. If you really insist on me revealing something, the last time on YY we’ve previously discussed Ah Mi’s height, there were fans who guessed it right, it is indeed 188, very tall right, when I first met him, I had to look up and tilt my head back to see him (囧). Additionally… he told me before that he once had a dog, a Shetland Sheepdog. He liked it very much, but later it seemed that because of his excessive workload, he placed the dog in his mother’s care.

His height was really 188, she really did guessed it correctly the last time, Mo Lan couldn’t helped smiling.

Like dogs?

Shetland Sheepdogs

Shetland Sheepdog… really suited him.

The strong aroma of coffee drifted from the wooden table, Mo Lan closed the magazine and placed it on the table, in a good mood, she took off the coffee lid, then took a wooden stirrer, and lightly stirred together the layer of milk foam with the top layer of honey-coloured caramel sauce on top.

Caramel Coffee – three ways

Speaking of caramel coffee, in Starbucks, it wasn’t a very popular flavour. It was mainly because… the flavour, was so indistinct that it was a bit difficult to characterised it. Generally speaking, people who enjoyed sweet drinks would prefer coffees such as matcha or white chocolate, while people who enjoyed bitterness would prefer espresso or black coffee.

For caramel coffee, underneath, the steamed milk brewed with the mellow and rich coffee, on top, a layer of exquisite creamy caramel sauce drawn atop a layer of dense milk foam. Extremely bitter underneath, extremely sweet on top, precisely this kind of indistinct coffee.

No matter if it was a sweet or bitter kind of person, generally they wouldn’t choose it.

However, Mo Lan liked it.

She liked to stir that thin layer of caramel, dissolved it in the whole cup of coffee. This kind of taste, neither bitter nor sweet, happened to be her kind of taste.

This kind of neither far nor close flavour, was quite similar to people’s perception of her. If she was to say it, Mo Lan was quite ordinary looking, regardless of how you looked at her, you could only conclude that she was pretty and delicate. However, she happened to have supple jet-black hair, plus a fair and tender skin. If one insisted, she could also be classified as a woman with a charming disposition.

She wasn’t conspicious, she sat there quietly, and sometimes attracted people’s attention.

When Rong Xiaxia hurried over and opened the door, she saw Mo Lan, sat peacefully and quietly by the window, she held a hot steaming cup of coffee in her hands, her eyes drooped slightly, not sure what went on in her mind.

Obviously because of Rong Xiaxia’s own negligence, Mo Lan have been waiting for almost half an hour, but she didn’t seem to have taken offence at all.

Sometimes, Rong Xiaxia felt that Mo Lan was alike water, benefited all living things, indisputably water did benefit all things.

Perking up with a bright and beautiful smile, Rong Xiaxia briskly walked towards her.

“Momo, I’m really sorry to have to kept you waiting, hurry up hurry up, kisscat* has a new pair of high heels, accompany me to go take a look!”

(is an actual brand)

Kisscat

Under Rong Xiaxia’s insistence, Mo Lan a little helplessly started to pack her magazine from the table, without much extra effort and not too bothered, she grumbled: “You called me urgently asking me to come out was just for the sake of looking at those heels?”

“Aiyo, it’s not like you don’t know, one of my biggest hobbies is collecting high heels.”

Dragged by Rong Xiaxia, Mo Lan followed her out, the wind outside have started blowing, all the pedestrians on the road were wrapped up tightly. The corner of Mo Lan’s eyes casually swept across the cypress tree which sat in the middle of the road, suddenly she felt that even the withered branches on a winter’s day had a different kind of beauty, so beautiful… that it was a little bleak.

Approaching the new one hundred and one* multi-storey building, Rong Xiaxia very naturally brought Mo Lan through to kisscat‘s counter, on top of the shoe case, at the most prominent position, was a pair of red-wine leather high-heels, although there were no wine glass, yet with that kind of precarious feeling that it’ll snaped once you started walking, but…

(Could be 11 storey)

Mo Lan frowned, couldn’t help but turned around and admonished Rong Xiaxia, “Xiaxia, were you talking about these kind of heels? Didn’t I say… this heels were a bit too high, isn’t it? If you wear it, you’ll sprain your ankle, and since it’s winter now, you won’t even be able to wear it.”

Imagine the heels are made out of glass. This is an actual kisscat heels.

“But… these heels are so beautiful, you see, the heels are made out of glass, just like Cinderella’s crystal heels.” Rong Xiaxia walked over and took the heels down carefully, she carefully looked over it, her starry eyes filled with longing.

Mo Lan also followed closely, turned the bottom of the heels, the price was 1699RMB*.

(USD240 or NZD420)

With a small sigh, she still said a little disapprovingly, “But these heels are not cheap, and even if you buy it now you won’t be able wear it, what happens once it’s spring and it’s no longer popular?”

Rong Xiaxia pursed her lips and felt a little discouraged. Although she wanted to rebut, but she knew very well that Mo Lan was just speaking the truth, there really was nothing she could refute.

After looking at it for a long time, Rong Xiaxia sighed, and finally reluctantly placed the heels back.

It seemed that each pair of shoes, when placed under the glittering chandeliers on the counter shelves, they were always the most beautiful, brightest and dazzling, which could especially attract a woman’s attention. However, after an impulse buy, you may find all kinds of flaws on those same pair of shoes, and afterwards regretted and complained. But from a consumer’s point of view, Mo Lan was really quite sensible.

With an arm around Mo Lan’s shoulder, Rong Xiaxia walked away from the counter, with a hint of unconcealed sense of loss in her tone: “I just knew you would definitely stop me that’s why I called you to accompany me, because I also think that if I bought it, I would certainly regret it. Although… I really truly liked it.” After a pause, she regained her strength and dragged Rong Xiaxia to the elevator on the second floor. “Nevermind nevermind, didn’t manage to buy shoes, let’s go look at clothes, we haven’t window-shop together for a long time.”

There used to be a saying, that in a woman’s wardrobe, a favorite dress was always lacking.

Rong Xiaxia full of spirit wandered eastward and looked westward. Mo Lan followed beside her, unexpressionless fleetingly glanced* the whole way, as she walked past a cheongsam* counter, she suddenly stopped.

(走马观花 zǒu mǎ guān huā – idiom – lit. flower viewing from horseback – a fleeting glance in passing, fig. superficial understanding from cursory observation)
(Cheongsam is an English word derived from Cantonese while qipao is Mandarin Chinese. The former is normally used in the southern part of China while the latter is mostly used in the north.)

In the display cabinet, the model wore a button-like style plain white brocade satin cheongsam, the white soft cloth which used the Chinese traditional ink and wash painting depicted a design of Pisces playing in the water, and was perfectly presented in black and white.

Very simple, and also… awfully breathtaking.

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  Pisces in water (imagine this on ->)

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  Cheongsam

Cheongsam.

The genuine and elegant Chinese dress, the most magnificent in the whole world.

Mo Lan stood in front of the display cabinet and silently stared at the cheongsam, as if she was admiring a very precious work of art. She tilted her head and wordlessly thought that for Chinese girls, owning a cheongsam should be everybody’s dream.

But… a little helpless sigh, however that ought to only be focused on the rich.

That was because for a good cheongsam, the normal price was usually between a thousand to ten thousand*, or even a hundred thousand or millions. As for those cheap cheongsam, with inferior workmanship, she wasn’t really interested in them.

(USD141 to USD1410/NZD247 to NZD2474)

So in the end, she just merely looked over it a few times unwilling to part, and quickly followed Rong Xia Xia, who was already way ahead.

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Me: Hope everybody is staying safe! I’ve been slacking on the translations as my dramas and books have been calling me alot. Haha. Need to get back into the groove! Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Most people should probably be missing physical shopping so hopefully this didn’t put you too down.