MTL - Dressed As the Actor’s Fiancée-Chapter 1 bamboo horse

The moment he saw Yu Mian's face clearly, the boy suddenly opened his eyes wide, the pupils dilated in extreme shock.

"Yumian?!"

Yu Mian originally wanted to call him subconsciously, but when she saw the strange look in the boy's eyes, she immediately calmed down.

She was no longer that orphan Yu Mian, and the other party didn't know her at all, so 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 should be that her face is too similar to the original body, and if you don't look carefully, she looks a bit like twins. The boy obviously misread it, and didn't react for a while.

And this is the reason why Yu Mian hides from Yu's family.

If they found out that on the day their daughter entered the emergency room, there was another girl named Yu Mian who looked similar to her in the hospital, but Yu Mian failed to rescue and died, and her daughter changed her temper after she survived, who would want to come here? will feel suspicious.

With this in mind, Yu Mian buried all her thoughts in her heart and didn't tell anyone.

Oh no, she seems to have mentioned it to Lin Jianshen, but Lin Jianshen has never seen another Yu Mian, so she doesn't know that they look so similar, and she probably won't be interested in investigating this matter, so she is not very worried.

The thoughts in my mind are messy, and it seems that I have thought about many things, but in fact it is just a moment.

Yu Mian put away the contemplation in her eyes, smiled and stretched out her hand and said, "Hi, I'm here to visit Yu Mian, are you her neighbor, Mr. Wen Quyi?"

The girl was wearing a thick black suit, her petite and thin body was wrapped in a large coat, her palm-sized face was beautiful like a painting, her facial features were exquisite, her eyebrows were just like her eyes, her skin was as white as fine porcelain, without a single blemish.

She was not tall, she raised her face slightly to look at him, her eyes were clear and clear, covered with a layer of moist water color, reflecting bright light, clearly reflecting his figure.

Wen Quyi slowly recovered from the stupor, his expression was mixed with subtle frustration and trance.

Staring at the girl's delicate face, he thought blankly and numbly, it wasn't her, it wasn't Yu Mian.

Yu Mian was already dead, and he carried her ashes back with his own hands. The ashes urn was not big, and it was icy and cold. When he carried it home in his arms, it hurt him so much, but it was so heavy that he could hardly bear it.

Slowly lowering his head, he looked at the girl's outstretched hand, which was as small as hers, with fingers as soft as scallions, with the tenderness that only a pampered person could have.

It's not at all different from Yu Mian's rough hands that are covered with calluses due to too many part-time jobs.

The young man's face was clear and handsome, and there was an inherent softness in the corners of his eyes and brows. He lowered his eyebrows and stared at her, his slender eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow under his eyes.

He didn't shake hands with Yu Mian, his confused eyes gradually became clear. As if realizing that he had identified the wrong person, he frowned slightly, a faint, self-loathing gloom appeared between his brows.

He spoke, his voice was cold and distant, without the warmth of the past, "Who are you? Do you know Yu Mian?"

Yu Mian stared at him slightly, unable to hide her surprise.

In her memory, this bamboo horse who grew up with her has always been gentle and polite, but now he looks gloomy, and it is a bit strange that he is so indifferent to strangers.

Not seeing him for two years, he has become a little unknown to her.

Yu Mian finished thinking secretly, took out the excuse she had prepared, and said: "I am a netizen of Yu Mian. We have known each other online for several years. We haven't met in real life before, but we have been in touch for a long time. This time I heard Said something happened to her, I just wanted to see her..."

Before he finished speaking, the boy turned his face away bored, pushed the door open with one hand, and said lazily, "Oh, then come in."

Don't you even doubt it?

Yu Mian couldn't help but sigh, this...has changed too much, if this face hasn't changed, she would have wondered if it was a different person.

The Wen Quyi I saw this time was really different from before.

The Wen family can be called a family of music. Mother Wen is a violinist. Wen Quyi has been influenced by music since she was born, and she has a very high talent in music.

However, unlike her mother, although Wen Quyi is sensitive to music, she doesn't like the violin very much. At first, Wen's mother was a little disappointed, but later discovered that Wen Quyi has a higher talent for the piano.

As we all know, the piano is recognized as the most elegant musical instrument in the world. It has always been known as the queen of musical instruments. Perhaps it is due to practicing the piano too much, and the gentleness, elegance, and modesty of the piano have also infected the character of the piano.

Since childhood, he has been the object of praise from his parents. He has a gentle and refined temperament, calm and polite. He is not only talented in art, but also ranks among the best in academic performance.

It was the first time Yu Mian saw him like this, his eyes were sleepy, and his expression was full of laziness, as if he had suffered a huge blow and closed his heart.

Could it be... because of her?

As soon as this thought came to her mind, Yu Mian immediately shook her head to shake it away.

Although she has also secretly watched this handsome boy, in the girl's youthful dreams, there will always be a tall and loose boy in a blue and white school uniform, with slender knuckles jumping on the black and white keys, playing wonderfully. Fantastic music.

But the dream is just a dream after all, she is very clear, even if they are under the same roof, they are still people from two worlds.

When she received the gift from Wen's mother, when she heard the sound of the piano every night, when she stood in Wen'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 notification letter for the college entrance examination, and walked with him in the woods downstairs in 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 hidden 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 have received the admission letter from the Mannister Conservatory of Music."

She couldn't remember what else was said afterwards.

In two years, this memory has been blurred, only the mottled light and shadow, the warm wind and the fresh scent of soap in the boy's clothes remain.

So when she heard in the hospital that Wen Quyi had come to handle the formalities for her, she was full of surprise and disbelief.

But after thinking about it later, Wen's family has always been enthusiastic and courteous, and they gave her a lot of help after her parents passed away, so it is reasonable to come here this time.

On the contrary, Yu Mian was very ashamed. It was fine to trouble others when she was alive, but she had to stop after death. With a neighbor like her, the Wen family could still collect her body with a good temper. It was really not ordinary quality.

After thinking wildly, she came back to her senses again, and was already standing in Wen's living room.

When Wen's family moved, they basically didn't take anything with them. The reason why they lived in this old community was because it was the old house of Wen's mother and father. Wen's mother was nostalgic and didn't want to change places. just moved away.

Looking around, the basic furnishings have not changed much, but a layer of dust has accumulated on the furniture, which looks a bit old.

Yu Mian found a fairly clean sofa and sat down, inadvertently glanced at the shelf by the wall, her eyes stopped suddenly.

There was a black-and-white photo on the shelf. In the photo, the girl was wearing a summer school uniform, with a slight smile on her pretty face. The dark blue collar was open, and a slender collarbone was looming, hidden in the snow-white clothing.

The author has something to say: Is my rhythm too slow... The writing seems to be a little too detailed... qaq