Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

A harsh friction sound came from the phonograph, but in a few seconds it turned into a noisy electronic music, and a female voice shouted heartbreakingly, "I will love you even if I die."

……

The weather was foggy and the rain blew all over her face. Shen Jin saw Xiaomei leaning against the gray wall, posing with her hands outstretched.

Compared to when she was in the canteen, she has matured a lot. However, her face is slightly round and her features are kind. Even with her big waves and red lips, she looks like a pure student who has secretly put on adult clothes.

She was not in good condition, leaning against the wall, her eyes a little dazed, and even her body posture was forced.

Shen Jin saw her bright red nails pinching the brick, and her fingertips were stained with dust, making them look even grayer.

"Hey, it's you who's coming out tonight, Xiaomei."

The rain suddenly grew heavier, and the layers of thunderclouds obscured the light from the sky, with only flashes of lightning providing a glimpse of it.

Amid the sound of rain, the man covered his head with his right hand and ran quickly towards Xiaomei.

The wind lifted the few strands of his hair, revealing his wrinkled, fat face. He ran past Shen Jin, and even the wind he brought with him was stained with the stench of grease and cigarettes.

He hugged Xiaomei, put his arm around her shoulders, and took her into the store.

Shen Jin raised her head again and glanced at the sign: "Pink Hair Salon."

Xiaomei's gaze grew even more vacant. She mechanically put on a smile, her fingertips gripping the brick wall tightly, like a futile resistance.

It took a long time, but only a few breaths. Xiaomei put her hand into the man's arms, touched his belly, and walked into the hair salon hand in hand with the man.

Shen Jin was still standing in the rain. The white raindrops dispersed automatically when they fell on her, and she was soaked with the smell of rain, but her body was still dry.

This is also Xiaomei's past.

In fact, it is also conceivable what would happen to an underage girl if her biological parents sold her to a bully.

Her facial features, covered by heavy makeup, were already 50% similar to the one she saw in the hospital.

"What should I do?"

Shen Jin was thinking.

The heavy rain suddenly soaked her whole body. She could only cover her head and ran towards the hair salon in a rather embarrassed manner, like a weak lamb that had lost its way.

The background music in the hair salon had been switched off, but it was still noisy. When Shen Jin appeared carefree, he looked like a lamb that had strayed into a pack of wolves.

The rain soaked her clothes, revealing her curves. Her black hair was stuck to her face, and water was dripping from the ends.

And so, all eyes in the store turned to her. Observation, lust, calculation—it was all so complex.

Shen Jin raised her head timidly, her voice tinged with tears: "I'm sorry for dirtying your store, but it's raining so hard outside and I have nowhere to go..."

"I hope you can take me in. I'm very hardworking and can do anything!"

The look in his eyes as he looked at her became more and more presumptuous.

Shen Jin covered his face, trembling all over as if from the cold.

The women scattered in the dark corners of the hair salon also looked up when they heard Shen Jin's voice.

It was like pity, or regret. But they themselves could not protect themselves, so they just lowered their heads and went about their own business.

A middle-aged woman in a bright purple dress approached. She lifted Shen Jin's chin with one hand and looked him over.

"Not bad, the facial features are regular, and I happen to be short of people here."

"When you come here, treat this place as your home and live well."

"What's your name?"

Shen Jin was still trembling, and she raised her eyes. Yanzhi was startled by her dark eyes, but she immediately covered her chest and gasped, feeling that she had not slept well and was actually scared away by a young woman.

When he took another closer look, he saw that she still looked so timid and pitiful, with water still dripping from her body. He couldn't help but snort and give himself face.

Shen Jin trembled even more violently.

Her voice trembled slightly, as if she was suppressing something, probably fear.

"I'm Shen Jin."

It wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for everyone in the salon to hear.

Yanzhi turned around, twisted her hips, and pinched her fingers together: "Someone take Shen Jin to the room and clean her up properly. Don't let her catch a cold."

"I'm older, so you can just call me Rouge Mom from now on."

"Here, we are all women. We support each other and have a good life."

When Xiaomei heard Shen Jin's name, her sluggish eyes finally brightened. She stood up from the corner and said amid everyone's puzzled gazes, "I'll go. My clothes are also stained with dust."

Xiaomei finally met Shen Jin.

She always had an inexplicable intuition that Shen Jin couldn't possibly be in such a mess. She was...

What are they like?

Xiaomei slapped her head and threw the chaotic and disordered thoughts out of her mind.

She stood in front of Shen Jin: "My name is Xiaomei, I'll take you to change clothes first."

"it is good."

Shen Jin smiled, which was quite charming.

The backyard is their unified room, and you can hear the overlapping voices of men and women when you walk through the door.

Unbearable to listen to.

Xiaomei felt embarrassed for the first time ever when she was with Shen Jin. The path she had walked countless times suddenly felt hot under her feet.

She froze in place, somewhat bewildered, not knowing what to do next.

"Take me to your room."

Shen Jin grabbed Xiaomei's wrist, which gave him more initiative than shaking hands.

She wouldn't pretend to be confused and ask what these people were doing. But this was Xiaomei's past timeline after all, and because of the influence of the timeline, Xiaomei was even more lost than in the supermarket.

Always take her out.

Shen Jin was rarely patient. Although he was the one being led, he was now strolling leisurely half a step ahead of Xiaomei, as if he was strolling in his own courtyard.

"Just run."

Xiaomei suddenly stopped and pointed to a dog hole on the side: "Go out from here, turn right when you reach a fork in the road, and you can leave."

Shen Jin was silent, she looked into Xiaomei's eyes.

Under the gaze of these black eyes, Xiaomei felt extremely embarrassed and had nowhere to hide.

"What about you? Why don't you run?"

We all know the way.

Xiaomei was silent.

So the only sounds between them were the voices of men and women coming from the next room.

It's not embarrassing, but it's weird.

"I ran, but I couldn't get out."

Xiaomei said, her voice light, "They were all staring at me."

"If you run, I can help you stop them."

Shen Jin understood that even if a tiger devoured someone, there were still accomplices. As a victim, it was perfectly normal not to completely conspire to band together.

She said, "By the same token, if you run, I can help you stop them."