...So my proper coming-of-age at eighteen turned into twenty?
Qhianqhian looked incredulous, but soon she smiled playfully at Tang Tianyi: "You're not of age yet, huh?"
Tang Tianyi's face stiffened, yet he couldn't refute it; but how did Yan know?
Yan seemed to sense Tang Tianyi's confusion, shrugged his shoulders: "After coming of age, one ties up their hair."
Qhianqhian glanced at Tang Tianyi's cropped hair, then at Haan Yun's flowing silver locks, and finally at Yan's unkempt but properly tied long hair, blinking: "So I'm of age too, huh?"
"Hehe..." Yan looked at the things in his arms, wanted to mock but swallowed his words: "Men and women are different; after coming of age, girls wear specific accessories."
As for what those were, Yan didn't say.
Qhianqhian became anxious, stretched out her hands: "Look, look, I'm wearing them too."
