"Please sign here."
The young girl picked up the pen, her strokes swift and graceful, completing it in one fluid motion.
The salesperson packed Shen You'an's old clothes and handed them back to her with both hands.
Watching the girl and her companion walk out of the store, the two quickly glanced at the receipt.
It contained a beautiful cursive English name.
—Sunny.
~
"I never expected you to really have money, but let's make it clear upfront: I'll cover everything from here on out."
Gao Yuyue thought to herself that this dress must have emptied Shen You'an's wallet.
It seemed she'd have to cover Shen You'an's meals for an entire year.
Then Gao Yuyue dragged Shen You'an straight to a hair salon, the one her mother often frequented, where she was a VIP client.
