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(Caption) Winter Night Maiden
🕑 Added 2025-05-13 13:41:01 +0000 UTCHe stood outside the shop window, his gaze fixed on the gorgeous dress. The deep blue skirt was adorned with golden embroidery, and layers of white lace cascaded down like snow covering the night. It was a dress he had longed to wear. Tonight, the urge buried deep in his heart finally overcame his hesitation.
He waited until midnight, making sure no one was around before sneaking into the boutique. His heart pounded, his hands trembled slightly, but he stepped toward the mannequin with determination. First, he took off his own coat, then carefully removed each piece of clothing. The fabric was smooth and soft, carrying a faint chill.
He put on the white tights, gently pulling them up to wrap around his legs. Then, he slipped into the dress, adjusting the lace so it draped naturally. The tiny buttons on the top were tricky, and it took him a while to fasten them. The shawl was soft and warm; he adjusted it so it rested snugly on his shoulders. Finally, he put on the white platform shoes, tying the laces neatly. The plush pom-poms at the shoe openings swayed slightly.
She stepped in front of the mirror and looked at her reflection. But just wearing the dress wasn't enough. She found a wig and carefully put it on, adjusting the bangs to make it look natural. Then, she took some basic makeup products and applied a light layer of foundation, finishing with a touch of pink lipstick.
She twirled lightly, the skirt fluttering with her movement. At that moment, she felt an unprecedented sense of fulfillment. But before she could fully enjoy it, the sound of a key turning at the door suddenly broke the silence—the shop owner had returned!
Panic surged through her. There was no time to change back. She glanced around frantically and finally decided to escape through the window. Taking a deep breath, she jumped, landing onto the snow-covered street.
The cold night wind blew past as she pulled the shawl closer around her. Snow crunched softly beneath her shoes as she hurried forward. From a distance, a beautiful young maiden in an elegant dress walked alone through the silent winter night, gradually disappearing under the pale moonlight.
