In the bathroom, Lin Yi nervously clutched the hem of her clothes, staring at the unfamiliar female face in the mirror, at a complete loss.
“This is my own body.” Repeating this to herself, Lin Yi took off her coat, revealing a slender figure in a short-sleeved shirt. Her fair arms were exposed, and from beneath her hair, Lin Yi could see her small, delicate ears and a clean, graceful neck.
Her cheeks flushed, but she forced herself to calm down.
If she couldn’t return to her original state in the future, she would have to seriously consider how to view her body and how to face the changes to come.
She’d heard some people have gender identity disorder, believing they are trapped in a body that doesn’t match their psychological gender. Would her mind become like theirs in the future, or would she eventually accept her current gender?
Lin Yi didn’t know; she only knew that right now she felt a bit of resistance and unfamiliarity toward her body.
Struggling, Lin Yi pulled the clothes over her head. As the fabric slid past her chest, the strange sensation made her face flush even deeper. The change in her body hadn’t affected her clothes at all, so throughout the day, she’d acutely felt the undeniable presence on her chest.
Her eyes couldn’t help but dart down for a glance—they were a bit big… No! She quickly averted her gaze, suppressing her discomfort as she hurriedly took off her undergarments and slipped herself quickly into the bathtub.
As the water touched her lower body, a tingling current rushed up from her legs along her spine.
It was too awkward!
She washed quickly and got dressed.
The clothes were bought by Ye Qiao when she went out. Lin Yi already had a guess as to what kind of clothes they would be.
But when she actually held them in her hands, a wave of embarrassment still swept over her. Ye Qiao had thoughtfully prepared both upper and lower women’s underwear for her, and had even chosen a front-closure style for easier wear.
Ye Qiao, considerate of her son’s discomfort, didn’t mention the clothes at all—she simply handed them over after buying them.
Lin Yi picked up the bra and held it against herself; her mom’s eye for sizing was as sharp as ever—it was almost a perfect fit.
Putting on the clothes meant having to look at her own body. Lin Yi forced herself to endure the shyness and slipped into the new outfit.
She’d never had a penchant for wearing women’s clothing, but as an adult, she quickly learned and dressed herself properly. As she pulled up, she felt her chest snugly supported, and her lower body well protected.
A genuine sense of comfort and safety welled up inside her.
She didn’t dare let herself dwell on it any further. Hurriedly, she put on all her clothes and walked out.
***
At the Hospital, Lin Yi and her father stared complicatedly at the results of the physical examination.
The results showed that Lin Yi’s body was completely normal—just like that of any woman in her early twenties, with even the hormone levels being perfectly typical.
Lin Yi’s lips twitched as she held her forehead, not sure whether to be happy or worried.
“At least you didn’t turn into an alien,” Lin Fu could only comfort her this way.
Lin Zhengqing thought back to how he’d just brought his so-called “niece” around, relying on his connections to get Lin Yi examined at the Hospital despite lacking identification. He was still in a daze.
Even though he and his wife had worked and settled in Haishi for years and had some roots here, it would be difficult to find a good future path for a son—or rather, a daughter—without any official identity.
“Let’s go home first.”
They’d have to think of another way.
***
As Lin Yi’s life was thrown into chaos by this miracle that had descended from the heavens, what kind of life was the girl who had experienced the Meteor Shower with her leading?
“Mmm~~”
In the morning, beams of sunlight streamed through the windows of a mountainside villa, illuminating the bed of Miss Chen Zhaoyue. A beautiful figure on the bed stretched gracefully in the light.
It was another beautiful day. The young lady kicked off her quilt with panache and got out of bed, first freshening up in a bathroom half the size of Lin Yi’s entire home, then returning to her room to dress and do her hair.
In front of the full-length mirror, Chen Zhaoyue fastened the last button of her shirt and put on her custom-made coat.
Looking at her beautiful reflection, the young lady smiled in satisfaction, tossed her hair, and went downstairs for breakfast.
As she made her way down, a hint of gloom flickered in Chen Zhaoyue’s eyes as she remembered something.
In her smooth-sailing twenty-two years, this was the first time anything had troubled her.
That night she’d gone to see the Meteor Shower, why did she have no memory of the latter half of the night? And why was there a strange feeling wrapped around her, as if she’d been connected to someone?
In her memory, it seemed like someone had been beside her when the meteors fell?