Dong Xin Yan rummaged through her entire wardrobe, then through her whole storage cabinet, and finally found that light blue dress at the very bottom of a box.
This dress was a gift from Gu Ningyi for Zhou Yalin's birthday, the only item that carried the memories of those years.
She took it out and spread it on the bed, examining it carefully.
The simple and elegant design, even though it's a dress from many years ago, still doesn't look outdated, and the light blue is a timeless classic color.
She was only worried that she could wear it when she was eighteen, but now at twenty-four, she's not sure if she could still fit into it.
Dong Xin Yan rested her chin in thought for a few seconds, then reached out, picked up the dress, and put it on.
At twenty-four, she's a bit fuller than when she was eighteen, but luckily, she's still slender enough to fit into it, except for a slight bulge around the chest area.
