I slowly walked out of the changing room and faced the full-length mirror. I saw the pink bridesmaid dress radiating a gentle and romantic aura, elegant and charming. The dress was tailored to fit perfectly, skillfully outlining my body curves, with the hem falling below my knees, making my movements appear light and airy. The neckline was exquisitely designed, adorned with delicate lace trim and crystals that seemed to transform me into the most enchanting sprite in a sea of flowers. Shen Yulin stared at me, and at that moment, I could tell I had stunned him. "Xinbao, I really want to take you home. What should I do?" "What are you talking about!" I shyly turned away from him.
Zhang Yun was the first to change into her first outfit, a bright red Xiu He Dress, embroidered with intertwining golden and silver threads depicting phoenixes and auspicious peonies. It perfectly accentuated Zhang Yun's figure while maintaining an air of solemnity and elegance. The sleeves were wide, and the skirt flowed gracefully, making her look like a fairy dancing as she moved.
Her second outfit was a white wedding gown, resembling the pure wings of an angel, made of soft fabric that felt light and dreamy. The enormous skirt cascaded like layers of white frost trailing on the ground, shimmering with a faint glow. The white veil fluttered in the wind like gossamer in the morning mist, while the lace trim and sequins on the gown sparkled like stars in the night sky, delicate and radiant.
The third outfit was a fitted golden dress that shimmered like stars in the night sky. Its silky material hugged her figure perfectly, with a uniquely designed neckline. The skirt fell naturally like flowing water, gently swaying with Zhang Yun's steps, glimmering with golden light as if she were walking on starlight. Tiny golden sequins adorned the hem like scattered stars in the galaxy, mesmerizing to behold.
Her beauty left all three of us in awe; Cheng Haifeng was particularly captivated. "Wow, Zhang Yun, you look stunning!" I exclaimed sincerely. "When you get married, you'll be even more beautiful!" Zhang Yun's face beamed with happiness. Kris suggested we take some group photos, and we ended up taking several sets before changing back into our own clothes.
In the following days, Zhang Yun arranged everything for me; unless it was work-related, I was always with her—writing invitations, reviewing menus, decorating the wedding venue, and so on. We tried various dishes at the hotel for our menu selection until we finally confirmed our choices. Supporting our full bellies, Zhang Yun and I helped each other walk out of the hotel; she went to get the car while I waited at the entrance.
At that moment, a man wearing a baseball cap hurried past me and accidentally bumped into me. "Oh, I'm sorry," he said as he turned back to apologize. "It's fine," I replied. As our eyes met, a sense of familiarity washed over me. The man froze upon seeing me before quickly turning around and running away in a panic. I stood there staring in the direction he had gone, lost in thought: Who was that man? Why did I feel such familiarity?
"What are you thinking about? Get in," Zhang Yun's car pulled up in front of me as she called out after seeing me dazedly staring into space through the open window. "Nothing," I said without thinking further and opened the car door to get in.
The man hurriedly ran into an alleyway; after navigating through several forks in the road, he finally stopped to catch his breath while checking if anyone was following him. "Damn it," he spat on the ground. After calming down, he recalled the woman he had just bumped into. "It must be her—the woman Director Ke mentioned ten years ago."
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