Like Ling, they all wore heavy make-up in the same half uniform half qipao, and had a similar type of behavior, a learned behavior. Three lay in bed on their bellies with their shins wiggling naughtily; two rested on their side, one hand holding their heads and their gorgeously painted toes teasing off the air; one elegantly crossed her ankles and perched on the edge of the bed; and one with a bobbed hairstyle folded her knees on the bed below Mei’s, leaned forward with her reassuring hands around a little girl, who was about to walk timidly.