I put my hand on my forehead and didn't rebut Naomi's words. I looked at the clothes in the closet and said, "I don't think I have ever worn these kinds of clothes." She smiled and said, "Me too! We can try them out during these two days."

She took a light, satin white dress and handed it to me, saying, "You are fair and slender, so I think you'll look good in this."

I nodded and put it on. Then, I sat down on the dressing table to put on some light makeup.

She picked up a long, magical looking fluorescent dress that showed off her beautiful waistline.

When she saw my makeup, she was dissatisfied. She insisted, "It's dark at night. Light makeup doesn't make any difference for your face. I'll do it for you!"

As she said that, she grabbed the foundation from my hands and began to work on me furiously.

After a while, I looked at myself in the mirror. I almost didn't recognize myself, so I was stunned. Then, I looked at her and said, "Isn't it a little...too much?"

She shook her head as she replied, "No, it's just right. Don't you think you look beautiful now?"

It was true that I looked beautiful, but I wasn't used to such an appearance. I didn't usually put on makeup, and I rarely drew my eyebrows in. Usually, I only had a light foundation and lipstick on. I didn't look like my usual self, so I wasn't very used to it yet.

Naomi barely minded me. After a while, she got ready, took out her phone and dragged me out of the hotel.

There was a night market behind the hotel, which had been built with white walls and red tiles. Generally speaking, those kinds of buildings were built in the southern region. There were not many similar buildings on the other side.

Due to that, there were many people coming and going. Along the pathways were restaurants that were rustic and elegant-looking. All the tourists that visited the place loved taking pictures with the two huge statues at the entrance of the hotel.

Naomi liked to take photos like that, so she dragged me around for a while to get them. We then also took pictures of each other. Then, we headed to a jewelry store, an antique shop, a roadside stall that sold pretty hair accessories, and a unique- looking building shaped like a pyramid.

"Grandpa used to say that this building was used for local officials to talk about business, but later on, due to the unique architectural structure, it gradually became a must-come place for tourists to visit. However, some people still hold meetings there!" Naomi posed as she introduced the building.

I took my cell phone and squatted in front of her to take pictures of her from a flattering angle. Maybe it was because I didn't have any artistic talent, but every time I took pictures, I could only take candid pictures of her. As she spoke, I took pictures as well.

After glancing at the triangular building behind her, I saw a familiar figure walking out of the building.

I was stunned for a moment. "Isn't that man Sebastian?" I thought. The man beside him was shaking his hand. He looked particularly familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen him before.

"Arianna, what are you looking at? Stop daydreaming!" Naomi reminded me. Since she had been posing for a long time, she was feeling a little tired, so she squatted on the ground and braced her chin to look at me.

I pointed behind her and said, "Is that person Sebastian?"

There were many people on the street, and it was a little noisy. When she heard my question, she turned around and looked over in his direction.

Seeing that Sebastian was about to leave, she could not help but be stunned. She was about to chase after him, but it was so crowded that Sebastian was soon nowhere to be seen.

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