Elena Peng's specially customized present

Exactly 20 minutes later, a fully dressed Feng Tian finally stepped out of her closet, the melodic tune she did not realize had finally broken free from the confine of her mind smoothly flowing out and filling the room as she picked up the comb on the dresser and took her seat in front of the mirror.

While she hummed along to the tune, Feng Tian continue to run the comb in her hand through her hair, until she finally decided to place the comb down. Satisfied with her handiwork, Feng Tian sighed in contentment and stood to her feet, her eyes momentarily shifting to the cell phone on the bed, causing her to cease her hums before proceeding towards the large mirror by the corner of the room.