My name is Chen Panpan. I am an excellent actor. To be precise, I can also be understood as a professional liar. What I am good at is... Part-time mourning.
Everything was fine at first, but until I took a job: I went to Ji's mourning hall to pretend to be my deceased wife and "cry" the young man in the coffin who had been hanged for three years.
Originally, I thought that the script was written, the lines were memorized, and the mole at the end of my left eyebrow was dotted. Isn't this not dedicated enough?
When the coffin was opened at midnight, I knelt down and raised my throat——
"Ms. Sir - you died so miserably -"
A hand reaches out from the coffin.
At that time, my inner OS was: I'm lost, don't scare me... This part was not included in the script!
Unexpectedly, the male corpse named Ji Chaoya sat up from the coffin, looked at the shroud on his body, and then looked at me.
"A Yuan," he said, "Why are you so old?"
I suppressed the fear in my heart, but the beauty-loving woman in my heart was shouting: You are old, and your whole family is old.
Oh no, he is the only one left in his family.
Later I found out that this ghost had lost his memory and only remembered that "A Yuan" was his wife.
And unfortunately, I look somewhat similar to A Yuan.
So I was forced to start a new life after recognizing my relatives in the mourning hall:
I cooked noodles for the ghost (he wouldn't eat it, but he would praise me seriously), walked with the ghost (he floated, and she chased with her legs), and was hugged by the ghost's cold hands in the middle of the night (it scared me so much that I almost turned into a ghost).
Who said I didn't think about running away. But the sixty taels haven't been settled yet.
Such a move would be more detrimental than gain.
And as day after day passed, the way this ghost looked at me became more and more wrong.
"You are not A Yuan." He said.
My heart skipped a beat: It's over, the secret will be revealed now.
Just when I was secretly feeling sad about the sixty taels of silver that was about to fly away before I got it.
"You are her sister, right? She looks similar, but better looking than her."
Me:?
This person - no, this ghost, is he stupid?
Purpose: Study professional knowledge well, what if you travel through time one day?
