"Is this me?"
Xu Nianhua looked at the photo several times before she could confirm it was herself.
"Of course it's you." Pei Yicheng said proudly, "Don't you think I took this really well?"
"Amazing."
Xu Nianhua gave Pei Yicheng a big thumbs up, her eyes fixed on the photo, feeling that Pei Yicheng had somehow made her look too beautiful.
Xu Nianhua couldn't help but touch her own face—soft skin, full of collagen, no longer that Xu Nianhua who used to be too afraid to even look into a mirror.
Since she came home last summer, Xu Nianhua rarely spent time in front of the mirror. Ji Ying picked out all her clothes for her—she liked black, white, and grey, but Ji Ying bought every color except those three, insisting that a twenty-year-old girl should wear bright and pretty things.
"Beautiful." Pei Yicheng said, though it wasn't clear if he meant the photo was beautiful or the person.
