A woman was dressed in white veil and sat in front of the mirror.

However, the person in the mirror was shy and smiling.

And around her, there were a group of people playing jokes at the same time, beaming with joy.

The door was pushed open, and a tall figure walked through the crowd towards the woman.

Su Ling desperately wanted to see the faces of those two people clearly, and wanted to see the faces of those around him clearly.

However, those faces in front of them seemed to be shrouded in a thick cloud, no matter how hard she tried, they couldn't see clearly.

Needle-like pain struck her in bursts, and the pain almost exploded her entire head.

But she didn't want to give up, she wanted to look at the faces clearly, and to see who those people were.

Just when the clouds were getting thinner and thinner.

"Miss Su, Miss Su?"

The makeup artist next to her called her twice. Seeing that she didn't respond, he hurriedly reached out and grabbed her shoulders and shook it vigorously, then screamed twice when she raised her voice.

"Miss Su, Miss Su."

Su Ling suddenly recovered, took a violent breath for a moment, then raised his head to look at the makeup artist, "What's the matter?"

"You... are you okay? Did we hurt you?" the makeup artist looked at her with some trepidation and asked.

Su Ling saw clearly that the person in the mirror looked pale, and did not know when a thin layer of sweat developed on his forehead.

Raising his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, he shook his head, "I'm fine."

The panic expressions of the makeup artists behind then relaxed, and quickly wiped off the sweat on her face, patched up her makeup, and said.

"Ms. Su, the makeup has been applied, do you see any dissatisfaction?"

Su Ling looked at them in panic, knowing that they had misunderstood, and grudgingly smiled, shook his head, "No."

When the makeup artists saw her smiling, they finally relaxed.

One of them immediately said beamingly, "You are so beautiful, Mr. Shen will definitely love you even more when he sees it later."

"Yes, you are such a beautiful bride, this is the first time I have seen it." Another makeup artist next to him echoed.

Seeing the posture of the makeup artists behind who wanted to praise her all over again, Su Ling reluctantly raised his hand and squeezed his painful forehead.

"Thank you, if it's okay, I want to take a break first, you can go out."

The makeup artists heard that she was satisfied, greeted her and told her that they were in the next room.

If she has any place where she needs them, she can call them over at any time, and then they all turned around and went out with a smile.

She was the only one left in the huge dressing room.

Looking at the lonely figure in the mirror, Yan Yan couldn't help but resurface the scene that had flashed in her mind before.

It's obviously the same scene, but the scene is extremely lively.

Who is the woman in front of the mirror? Who are the people around?

Why did these images suddenly appear in her mind?

She can be sure that she has not attended anyone's wedding.

Thinking of the person who appeared last, she tried again to try to see his face clearly, but the pictures in front of her were getting blurry.

Until the end, even the first scenes gradually disappeared from her mind.

It seemed that the scenes that appeared just now were just her illusions.