Isn't this a photo of her in high school
Yu Mian still remembers that this was a photo taken when she applied for a campus card in her freshman year of high school.
But later, the campus card disappeared at some point, and Yu Mian later applied for a replacement campus card.
But the photo left a deep impression on her, because when she applied for the campus card, the teacher took a photo of her and said that the photo was very good and it was the most beautiful one he had taken in so many years.
Yu Mian took a look at it and found that she looked particularly beautiful in the photo.
Everyone loves beauty, and Yu Mian is no exception. Looking at her beautiful photos every day will make her mood better.
After she lost her campus card, she searched for it for a long time, but unfortunately she never found it. In the end, she had to apply for a new one.
The long-lost photos reappeared in front of us, but they changed from color to black and white. They looked familiar yet strange.
Yu Mian stood up and approached, and gently touched the girl's childish face with her fingertips. Her heart was ups and downs, and an inexplicable sadness appeared in her heart.
Wen Quyi came out of the kitchen, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and stood behind the stunned girl.
"Is she similar to you?"
The young man's clear voice rang in his ears, as clean as a gurgling stream flowing through the quiet valley.
Pulled back from his wandering thoughts, Yu Mian turned his head to look at the young man and gently pursed his lips.
Perhaps her mood was too complicated, and she didn't know what to say, so she simply fell silent.
In fact, there was no need for her to answer. After hearing Quyi, she smiled faintly, with self-mockery in her smile: "If I hadn't been sure that she was dead, I would have thought that she was not dead and was standing in front of me."
Yu Mian's heart skipped a beat and she almost thought he saw something. She originally wanted to ask him why he had this photo, but now she didn't dare to ask.
She held back a sentence dryly: "Well, if Yu Mian knew it, I would be very happy to see you missing her so much."
The young man looked at her steadily, as if to confirm her identity again.
For a long time, it was not until Yu Mian was extremely uneasy when he looked at her that he looked away as if giving up and handed over the tea cup in his hand, "I just came home. The house is quite messy, and there is only tea."
"It's okay, thank you." Yu Mian took the disposable tea cup and shook his head to express that he didn't mind.
From Wen Quyi's move, she finally felt a sense of familiarity. This young man was still so gentle and polite at heart.
She looked at his gentle brows and wanted to ask him how his life had been in the past two years, but she opened her mouth and swallowed it all.
I have changed my identity, and my former friends have become strangers. Even if there are still many things in my heart, it is not suitable to talk about them at this moment.
Yu Mian turned her head and noticed that there was a white porcelain altar behind the black and white photo. The porcelain altar was not big, with a round belly and blue cloud patterns. It looked nothing special, but Yu Mian felt that there was something inside. It should be her ashes.
Seeing your own death from the perspective of a bystander is like dreaming.
Seeing her looking at the urn, Wen Quyi said, "This is Yu Mian's."
"Well, I know." After looking at it for a long time, it felt a little strange and awkward. Yu Mian turned around and sat back on the sofa, taking a sip of tea with the cup in hand, "Well... Yu Mian told me about you, and you seemed to be... Studying abroad, I really bothered you this time, and you even came back specially to help her deal with her funeral."
Wen Quyi glanced at her unexpectedly, "Has she told you about me?"
Yu Mian was stunned. She didn't expect his focus to be here. After a pause, she said, "Yes, she said she has a very enthusiastic neighbor named Wen Quyi. If that's right... is it you?"
"It's me." Hearing what she said, Wen Quyi's eyes darkened, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Since she told you, I won't introduce her further."
Yu Mian vaguely felt that his mood seemed to have suddenly become lower. Did she say something wrong? But come to think of it, she didn't say anything.
But what is certain is that his mood changed after she finished speaking, or did her arrival disturb him
Realizing this, Yu Mian suddenly became restless. The sofa was very soft, but she felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles.
Before she could dwell on it for too long, there was a sudden knock on the door, and 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 for her.
The ringing of the doorbell broke the stagnant atmosphere, and Yu Mian breathed a sigh of relief. While he was opening the door, he quickly put down the cup and got up to go to the bathroom.
After going to the bathroom, when Yu Mian came out of the bathroom, the Wen family's living room was already full of people, talking softly.
When she walked out of the bathroom, someone heard her footsteps and subconsciously looked over. When their eyes met, the person suddenly yelled "Ah".
"Ghost!" The screams resounded throughout the house, almost overturning the roof.
Yu Mian had just finished washing her hands and put her wet hands in front of her. Seeing that the other party staggered in fright and almost fell to the ground, she couldn't help but have a black line on her face.
She thought she was quite good-looking. When she was still Yu Mian, she would always be praised for her good looks when she walked out of the door.
Although the original appearance is similar to before, if you look closely, you can still see the difference. Now the face is much more delicate than before. If Yu Mianmian can be called a little beauty, then Yu Mianmian is a real beauty.
A beautiful woman can actually scare people to the point of calling them "ghosts"...
Yu Mian froze on the spot. People in the living room were startled by the sound and all turned their heads to look over.
Yu Mian subconsciously scanned the circle and found that the people who came were all her former classmates.
She has been in the same class in high school for three years. Although some people have changed their appearance, she can still recognize most of them.
When she was observing those people, they were also sizing her up. A girl grabbed the screaming boy and rolled her eyes, "Wu Xinyang, what's your name? Look clearly, I'm not Yu Mian!"
The boy hid and didn't dare to come out. He pushed his huge body behind the girl and said angrily: "I can see clearly, it's Yu Mian. Is she looking for us with her eyes open?"
The girl sighed helplessly. Everyone was originally in a heavy mood, but this interruption actually lifted some of the boredom, and the surrounding atmosphere became a little more relaxed.
Yu Mian knew that she was actually not dead, and the previous sadness had long passed, and she couldn't help but laugh.
"Hello, I'm a netizen of Yu Mian. I knew something happened to her, so I wanted to come and see her." She repeated her previous words to Wen Quyi, 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 poked 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 Yu Mian while asking curiously: "Beauty, you and Yu Mian are netizens? What's your name?"
This person was still as out of touch as in his memory. Yu Mian glanced at everyone and noticed that they seemed to be waiting for her answer.
If the similar appearance is just a coincidence, then it would be really weird if the names are the same.
As soon as her mind changed, Yu Mian thought for a while and replied: "My name is... Kapok."
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