Cyberpunk 2074: Shadows of the Past

2074, January 17, 22:00

There are still two hours until little Laura's birthday ends.

"How does this dress look?"

An Xianyuan held a pure white dress and gently pulled little Laura out of the whirlpool of confusion.

"ah?"

Laura sat on the high-end sofa in the clothing store, looking blankly at the exquisite white dress that looked expensive.

She had never been exposed to such clothes.

In the past, she wore either old clothes that her mother couldn't fit into, or cheap plus-size women's clothes from clothing stalls.

Such exquisite, gorgeous and fashionable clothes were ten thousand times better than the finest clothes she had ever worn in her happiest dreams.

Even the beautiful clothes that sister Xian Yuan lent her didn't seem to be as delicate as that white dress.

Seemingly understanding what the little girl was thinking, An Xianyuan smiled softly, held Laura's little hand and walked into the dressing room.

An Xianyuan gently peeled off the old clothes wrapping the little girl and took her out of the "shell".

Just like a cicada peeling off its old skin, revealing its white, tender and soft interior.

Laura ignored her shyness and kept looking at herself in the mirror.

Unlike the small mirrors in the clinic, this huge full-length mirror for dressing is enough to show off all her beauty.

Meiyu finally broke free from the shackles of the stubborn stone that wrapped her body, exuding abundant vitality and radiant moisture from the inside out.

This is enough to overwhelm the world, the ultimate beauty of infinite youth.

An Xianyuan gently stroked the little girl's smooth long black hair. Even though she was a woman, she couldn't help but bow down to the pretty person in her arms.

"It's so beautiful..." she sighed, making no secret of her true praise and envy for the little girl.

"Sister...clothes!" Laura came back to her senses, shyly covering her chest with one hand and covering her thighs with the other.

"Hahaha... Little Laura knows how to be shy." An Xianyuan stuck out her tongue in the mirror.

A mature woman is extremely playful when she makes such an action.

It is different from the freshness and tenderness of a young girl's new branches, but more like the lazy stretch of a full bud after blooming.

Laura stared intently at the amorous look of the woman next to her at that moment, yearning for it.

It's a pity that her immature flower will fall from the branches tonight and will never have a chance to mature.

"Let's see how it goes." While Laura was stunned, An Xianyuan had already carefully put on this exquisite white dress for her.

Laura turned around in a circle obediently, looking at the mirror in a daze.

The beautiful woman in the mirror smiled and covered herself with moonlight.

"This one is good, I bought it!" An Xianyuan couldn't help applauding Laura's beauty, and immediately made the decision to buy this expensive dress.

"Is it over?" Laura slowly lowered her head, holding the corners of her skirt subconsciously with both hands.

"It's still early..." An Xianyuan stretched out her hands and hugged the pretty little beauty tightly.

Laura followed An Xianyuan out of the dressing room and glanced at the clock on the wall.

An Xianyuan pointed to the white dress Laura was wearing to the oncoming waiter, "I bought this one."

After that, she held Laura’s hand and continued to wander around the store wantonly.

Laura opened her eyes wide, choosing suitable clothes, and silently meditated on the gradually disappearing countdown.

There's still an hour and a half left.

Laura thought about it, picked up the most pleasing emerald green dress, and followed An Xianyuan into the dressing room again.

"Wow! Lucy! This store is super expensive."

Not far away came a gentle voice as warm as the spring breeze, but as crisp, sweet and full of vitality as the cry of an oriole.

"Your husband has already hidden his personal money. Why don't you kill him and teach him a lesson?"

A cold female voice like moonlight answered.

Her voice is as clear as summer water and as cold as a lake on a winter night.

Laura pressed her face against the wall and listened carefully to the two completely different female voices going back and forth like a tango.

An Xianyuan looked helplessly at Laura's childish behavior, silently taking off her white skirt and putting on new green clothes for her.

"This one is not bad." An Xianyuan nodded with satisfaction.

The girl in the mirror is dressed in fresh green, just like the fairy princess in ancient legends, mysterious and elegant, fresh and lovely.

"Buy!" Laura followed suit and waved her hand pretending to be heroic, but she almost hit the mirror.

"Hahahaha..." An Xianyuan couldn't help but smile.

She laughed more tonight than she had in the past ten years combined.

"Huh." Laura pouted with feigned dissatisfaction, took the initiative to hold her sister's hand, and walked out of the dressing room.

An Xianyuan smiled and cooperated with the little girl's whim.

Sure enough, they were not the only ones in the store now.

There were also a man and two women in the store, and they seemed to have been seen before when they left the clinic.

An Xianyuan was alert and silently observed the three of them.

No matter what the reason, she had to protect the cute girl around her.

Maybe she was overly worried. These three people didn't look like they would do anything evil.

The woman with silver hair and the woman with short pink-blue hair are choosing clothes.

Although she was very reluctant, An Xianyuan had to admit that the beauty of the two of them was even better than that of Little Laura and her.

The silver-haired woman was playing around, her smiles and smiles were as if they were made in heaven, and she was as warm and gentle as an angel radiating holy light.

The other cold woman was a bit serious, her every move was restrained and orderly, and her beautiful face was like the moon god herself descending into the mortal world.

The only remaining man was sitting on the sofa, smiling helplessly. The combination of the mysterious aura exuding and his perfect appearance reminded An Xianyuan of the supreme statue enshrined in her ancestral home, making people unable to help but think. You must bow your head and worship your ministers devoutly, just like a pilgrim.

Even South Korea’s most proud facial plastic surgery cannot create such three perfect faces.

An Xianyuan held Laura's hand, feeling a little scared, as if a ignorant mortal had suddenly entered the grand Pantheon Hall.

She also followed Laura's example, listening to the whispers of the gods outside the sky.

The next second, she almost lost her composure and almost burst into laughter.

The three of them were chatting about homely things unexpectedly, and their overly down-to-earth words formed a sharp contrast with their appearance.

"Buy?" The cold woman spoke concisely and concisely, as directly and decisively as a cold blade.

"Lucy... isn't this a bit too expensive?" The silver-haired woman hesitated.

"Yahweh?" Lucy glanced at the man slumped on the sofa pretending to be dead.

"Buy!" Yahweh immediately sat up straight and saluted Lucy with his attention.

"Without any hesitation? Are you two going behind my back..." The silver-haired woman whispered through gritted teeth, dragging a man and a woman directly, intending to go to a corner to "communicate".

"Listen to my explanation!"

An Xianyuan and Laura looked at each other helplessly, asked the waiter to pack new clothes, decisively left the store filled with dog food, and walked towards another high-end clothing store.