Dressed as the Film Emperor’s Fiancée

Isn’t this a picture of her from high school?

    Yu Mian still remembered that this was the photo she took when she applied for her campus card in her first year of high school.

    But later, the campus card disappeared at some point, and Yu Mian later reissued a new campus card.

    But this photo had left a deep impression on her, because when she was applying for the campus card, the teacher who took the photo of her said that this photo of her was very beautiful, and it was the best one he had taken in so many years.

    Yu Mian took a look and saw that she was looking very beautiful in the photo.

    Everyone has a love for beauty, and Yu Mian is no exception. Every day whenever she looks at her beautiful photos, her mood would improve unexpectedly.

    After she lost her campus card, she searched for it for a long time, but unfortunately she couldn’t find it, and finally had to re-issue a new one.

    But now the long-lost photo reappeared in front of her, but changed from coloured one to black and white, looking both familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time.

    Yu Mian stood up while approaching and stroking the girl’s childish face with her fingertips, her heart was pounding up and down for a while, her heart was filled with inexplicable sadness.

    Wen Quyi came out of the kitchen, holding a cup of tea in his hand, standing behind the stunned girl.

“Doesn’t she look very similar to you?”

    The young boy’s clear voice sounded in her ears, as clean as a gurgling stream flowing through the lonely valley.

    Yu Mian’s thoughts were suddenly pulled back, Yu Mian turned her head to look at the young man, and pursed the corner of her lower lip lightly.

    Maybe it was because her messy thoughts, her mood was too complicated, she didn’t know what to say, so she fell silent.

    In fact, he didn’t expected an answer in the first place, so Wen Quyi smiled faintly, with a self-deprecating smile: “If it wasn’t for sure that she was dead, I would have thought she was not dead and was standing in front of me.”

    Yu Mian’s heart skipped a beat, almost thinking he saw something, originally she wanted to ask him why he had this photo, but now she doesn’t even dare to ask.

    She stammered out a sentence: “Well, if Yu Mian knew about it, she would be very relieved to see that you miss her so much.”

    The boy fixed a look at her, as if confirming her identity again.

    After a long time being stared by him, he finally looked back at her for the last time as if he had given up, and handed over the teacup in her hand, “I just came home, the house is a mess, so there is only tea available.”

    “I understand, thank you.” Yu. Mian took the disposable teacup and shook her head to show that she didn’t mind.

    From Wen Quyi’s move, she finally felt a touch of familiarity. This young man was still so gentle and polite in his bones.

She looked at his warm eyebrows and intending to ask him how he had been in the past two years, she opened her mouth to say the words but swallowed it all back again.

    After changing her identity, all her former friends now has become strangers. Even if she still has a lot of words in her heart, it is not suitable to talk about it at this moment.

    Yu Mian turned her head and noticed that behind the black and white photo was a white porcelain altar. The porcelain altar was not big, with a round and bulging belly painted with blue-blue cloud patterns. It looked nothing special, but Yu Mian felt that there was something inside. It should be her ashes.

    Seeing one’s own death from a bystander’s point of view is like a dream.

    Noticing that she was looking at the urn, Wen Quyi said, “This is Yu Mian’s.”

    “Um, I realised that.” After looking at it for a long time, she felt a little strange in her heart and became awkward. Yu Mian turned and sat back on the sofa, holding the Teacup while taking a sip of tea, “That… Yu Mian told me about you, you seem to be studying abroad, this time I’m really bothering you, I also came back to help her deal with the funeral.”

    Wen Quyi unexpectedly glanced at her, “Did she tell you about me?”

Yu Mian was stunned for a moment, but she didn’t expect that his main focus would be here, and after a while, she said, “Yes, she said that she has a very kind neighbor named Wen Quyi, that’s right. Isn’t it you?”

    “It’s me.” Wen Quyi’s eyes dimmed when he heard that, he lowered his eyes and said, “Since she told you about me, I won’t introduce myself anymore.”

    Yu Mian became confused, feeling that his mood suddenly became gloomy, did she said something wrong? But thinking about it, she didn’t said anything bad.

    But what is certain is that his mood changed after she finished speaking, or did her arrival disturbed him?

    Realizing this, Yu Mian suddenly became restless. The sofa was soft, but she seemed to be sitting on pins and needles.

    Before she could struggle for too long, there was a sudden knock on the door, Wen Quyi said softly, “Excuse me.”

    Yu Mian sat opposite him for ten minutes, during which the two did not communicate at all. In order to ease the embarrassment, Yu Mian drank the glass of water in her hand.

    The ringing of the doorbell broke the stagnant atmosphere, Yu Mian breathed a sigh of relief, took advantage of the gap between him to open the door and hurriedly put down the cup, got up and went to the bathroom.

    After finished using the toilet, when Yu Mian came out of the bathroom, the living room of Wen’s house was already full of people, all of them talking softly.

When she came out of the bathroom, someone heard her footsteps and looked over subconsciously. The eyes of the two met, and the man suddenly shouted “AH”.

    “Ghost!” screams resounded throughout the house, almost overturning the roof.

    Just when Yu Mian had just finished washing her hands and was drying her wet hands. Seeing the other side being staggered infront of her, she almost fell to the ground. She couldn’t help the  black lines growing in her face.

    She believes that her original body was very good-looking. When she was still Yu Mian, she would always be praised for her good looks when she walked out the door.

    Although the original owner looks similar her own body, but if one look closely, you can still see the difference. Now this face is much more delicate than before. If Yu Mian can be called a little beauty, then Yu Mianmian is a real beauty!

    A beautiful woman who can actually scare people to the point of calling them “ghosts”…

    Yu Mian froze in place, everyone in the living room was startled by this sound, they all turned their heads to look over.

    Yu Mian subconsciously swept her eyes around and found that the people who came were her former classmates.

    She has been with them in the same class in high school for three years. Although some people have changed, she still could recognize most of them.

    When she observed those people, they were also looking at her. A girl pulled the screaming boy and rolled her eyes, “Wu Xinyang, what the hell are you doing? Look carefully, it’s not Yu Mian!” The boy suddenly hid behind the girl and didn’t dare to come out.
He pushed his huge body from behind the girl, and said in a loud voice, “I see clearly, it’s Yu Mian, is she coming for us ?”

The girl sighed helplessly. They were all sad, but this sudden interruption actually relieved some of the dullness, making the surrounding atmosphere became a little more relaxed.

    Yu Mian knew that she can’t regard dead anymore, her previous sad feeling is now over, she couldn’t help laughing now.

    “Hello, I’m Yu Mian’s online friend. I knew she had an accident, so I wanted to come and see her,” she repeated the reason she gave to Wen Quyi before, and finally added embarrassedly, “Well, I just…I look a bit like Yu Mian, but I am a living person.”

    Hearing Yu Mian’s voice, Wu Xinyang stuck his head out from behind the girl and looked over tentatively.

    “Huh, it’s really not Yu Mian, I thought I saw a ghost.”

Probably surprised by their similar faces, Wu Xinyang came over and circled around Yu Mian, saying curiously, “Beauty, Are you really  a friend of Yu Mian? What’s your name?”

    This person was still as detached and lively as she remembered, Yu Mian glanced at everyone and noticed that they seemed to be waiting for her to answer.

    It would be just fine if she says it’s a coincidence that they look similar, but then adding the same name would really make it weird.

    After thinking about it, Yu Mian answered after a while, “My name is… Kapok.”