The moment he saw Yu Mian's face clearly, the young man suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his pupils dilated in extreme shock.
"Yu Mian?!"
Yu Mian subconsciously wanted to call him, but when she saw the strange look in the boy's eyes, she immediately calmed down.
She was no longer the orphan Yu Mian, and the other party didn't know her at all. She couldn't show that she was familiar with him.
Otherwise, if such a bizarre thing as time travel is exposed, no one knows what the consequences will be.
As for why the boy called her Yu Mian, it was probably because her face was too similar to the original person's. If you didn't look closely, they looked a bit like twins. The boy obviously saw it wrong and didn't react for a while.
And this is the reason why Yu Mian hides the truth from the Yu family.
What if they found out that on the day their daughter entered the emergency room, a similar-looking girl named Yu Mian was being rescued in the hospital. As a result, Yu Mian failed to rescue and died, but their daughter survived but changed her temper. Who would have thought? Everyone will feel suspicious.
Considering this, Yu Mian buried all her thoughts in her heart and did not tell anyone.
Oh no, she seemed to have mentioned it to Lin Jianshen, but Lin Jianshen had never seen the other Yu Mian. He didn't know that they looked so similar, so he probably wouldn't be interested in investigating this matter, so she wasn't too worried.
The thoughts in my mind were messy, and it seemed that I was thinking about a lot of things, but in fact it was just a matter of a moment.
Yu Mian put away the contemplation in her eyes, smiled and stretched out her hand: "Hello, I'm here to visit Yu Mian. Are you her neighbor, Mr. Wen Quyi?"
The girl wore a thick black suit, her petite and thin body was wrapped in a large coat, her palm-sized face was as beautiful as a painting, her facial features were exquisite and her brows were clear, and her skin was as white as fine porcelain, without a single flaw.
She was not tall, she raised her face slightly to look at him, her eyes were clear and clear, covered with a light layer of moist water color, reflecting bright light, clearly reflecting his figure.
Wen Quyi slowly recovered from his stupor, his expression mixed with a subtle sense of frustration and trance.
Staring at the girl's delicate little face, he thought blankly and numbly, it's not her, not Yu Mian.
Yu Mian was dead, and he brought her ashes back with his own hands. The urn was not big and was cold. When he held it in his arms and took it home, it hurt him, but it was so heavy that he could hardly bear it.
He slowly lowered his head and looked at the girl's outstretched hand. It was as small as hers, and her fingers were as soft as green onions, with the whiteness and tenderness that only comes from pampering.
They are completely different from Yu Mian's rough, calloused hands due to too many part-time jobs.
The young man had a clear face, and there was an innate softness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. He stared at her with lowered eyebrows, and his long eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow under his eyes.
He did not shake hands with Yu Mian, and his confused eyes gradually returned to clarity. As if he realized that he had recognized the wrong person, he frowned slightly, and a faint self-loathing gloom appeared between his eyebrows.
He spoke, his voice cold and distant, without the warmth of the past, "Who are you? Do you know Yu Mian?"
Yu Mian stared at him with slightly stunned expression, unable to hide the surprise in his expression.
In her memory, this sweetheart she grew up with always had a gentle and polite temperament, but now he looked depressed, and it was a bit strange that he was so cold towards strangers.
After not seeing each other for two years, she almost didn't recognize him.
After Yu Mian thought about it secretly, he came up with the words he had prepared and said: "I am one of Yu Mian's netizens. We have known each other online for several years. We have never met in real life before, but we have always been in contact. This time I heard Said something happened to her, and I just wanted to come and see her..."
Before he finished speaking, the young man turned his face away boredly, pushed the door open with one hand, and said in a lazy tone: "Oh, then come in."
Don't you have any doubts
Yu Mian couldn't help but sigh, this... had changed too much. If this face hadn't changed, she would have doubted whether it was a different person.
The Wen Quyi we met this time was really different from before.
The Wen family can be said to be a musical family. Wen’s mother is a violinist. Wen Quyi has been influenced by music since she was born, and has extremely high talent in music.
However, unlike her mother, Wen Quyi was not very fond of the violin although she was sensitive to music. Wen's mother was a little disappointed at first, but later she discovered that Wen Quyi was more talented at the piano.
As we all know, the piano is recognized as the most elegant musical instrument in the world. It has always been called the Queen of Musical Instruments. Perhaps because of practicing the piano a lot, the character of hearing the music is also tainted with the gentleness, elegance, courtesy and dignity of the piano.
Since he was a child, he has been the object of praise from his parents. He has a gentle, calm and polite temperament. Not only is he outstanding in art, his academic performance is also among the best, and he has a clean and handsome appearance.
It was the first time that Yu Mian saw him like this. His eyes were bleak and his expression was full of depression and laziness, as if he had suffered a huge blow and closed his heart.
Could it be... is it because of her
As soon as this thought came into his mind, Yu Mian immediately shook his head to shake it away.
Although she had secretly watched this handsome boy, in the young girl's dreams, there would always be a boy in a blue and white school uniform who was as tall as a pine tree, with his slender knuckles jumping on the black and white keys, playing beautiful music. Dreamy music.
But the dream was just a dream after all, she knew very well that even if they were under the same roof, they would always be in two different worlds.
When she accepted the gift from Wen's mother, when she heard the sound of the piano every night, when she stood in the Wen family's living room and saw the elegant and beautiful violin in the window, when she stood In front of the school's bulletin board, looking up at the high-ranking names on the ranking list, when she got the notice for the college entrance examination and walked with him in the woods downstairs of the community.
The midsummer wind is mixed with the chirping of cicadas and the heat, just like the hot and restless heart of a girl.
She had been hiding her thoughts for a long time and hesitated to reveal them.
One step ahead of her, the young man's eyes were as clear as morning dew, and his voice was as gentle as ever. He said, "Yu Mian, I'm leaving. I received the admission notice from the Manister Conservatory of Music."
She couldn't remember clearly what else was said later.
Two years later, all that remains of this memory is the mottled light and shadow, the gentle wind, and the fresh scent of soap among the young man's clothes.
So when she heard in the hospital that Wen Quyi had come to handle the procedures for her, she was filled with surprise and disbelief.
But then I thought about it, the Wen family has always been enthusiastic and courteous, and they gave her a lot of help after her parents passed away, so it makes sense for her to come here this time.
On the contrary, Yu Mian felt very ashamed. It was okay to cause trouble to others when she was alive, but she still had to calm down after her death. For a neighbor like her, the Wen family could collect her body in a good-natured manner. This was really not an ordinary quality.
After thinking wildly, he came to his senses again and was already standing in the Wen family's living room.
When the Wen family moved, they took almost nothing with them. The reason why they lived in this old neighborhood was because it was the old house of Wen’s mother and father. Wen’s mother missed the old days and didn’t want to change places. Later, for Wen Quyi’s studies, their family Just moved away.
Looking around, I saw that the basic furnishings had not changed much, but there was a layer of dust on the furniture and it looked a bit old.
Yu Mian found a relatively clean sofa to sit down on. He accidentally glanced at the shelves beside the wall and his eyes stopped suddenly.
There is a black and white photo on the shelf. In the photo, the girl is wearing a summer school uniform, with a slight smile on her delicate face. The dark blue collar is open, and a slender collarbone is looming, hidden in the snow-white material.
The author has something to say: Is my pace too slow... My writing seems to be too detailed... qaq