Yan City Normal University, Female Dormitory.
Five thirty in the afternoon.
The curtains around the upper bunk enclosed a private little world, while the clip-on lamp by the bed cast a warm yellow glow.
Qian Lele carefully took out an exquisite pale pink makeup bag.
She unzipped it to reveal a collection of delicate skincare and makeup samples packed inside: face cream, liquid foundation, lipstick—
These, along with the makeup bag itself, had all been given to her by her good friend Zhao Yachian.
The reason was that they were trial products from the beauty salon meant for giveaways, and they would expire if left sitting around anyway. They had cost nothing.
Just like the "leftover cake scraps" she had given Qianqian when she worked part-time at Glimmer Coffee.
Only because she knew they truly hadn't cost anything did she accept them with peace of mind and treasure them dearly.
She took out a brand-new cushion puff and tore open the packaging.
Recalling the makeup tutorials she had secretly saved on Bilibili, she carefully patted and pressed it onto her face. Her movements were still a little clumsy, but exceptionally meticulous.
Actually, ever since Tang Song had helped her transfer into technical development and she no longer had to take odd jobs all over town, braving sun and wind outside campus, her skin had improved tremendously over the past six months.
The roughness and dullness were gone, replaced by the dewy fairness unique to a nineteen-year-old girl.
Her face was full of collagen, glowing with a porcelain-white sheen beneath the light.
After a simple base layer, her already excellent complexion looked even more even and luminous, like a peeled egg.
Next, she fished out a tube of bean-paste-colored lipstick and gently twisted it open.
Facing the little hand mirror, she