Too Alike to Tell Apart

Unable to resist her persistent pleading, Liu Yuewang came out of the room.

But she still insisted on putting a face mask on.

The face mask was applied very neatly, presumably after carefully applying it evenly in front of a mirror. Whether it was applying extremely thin slices of cucumber to the face or applying a face mask, Liu Yuewang was experienced and highly skilled.

"I'll put on a face mask first." Liu Yuewang came out of the bathroom, ignoring everyone else, and walked towards the bedroom on her own.

That way she could close the door again.

An Nuan looked into Liu Yuewang's eyes. It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. In fact, to be precise, the eyes are the most important factor in a person's temperament. No matter how elegant and quiet a person is, if they have lifeless, dead fish eyes, they will not be elegant and quiet.

You've lost your charisma when the world is focused on you.

Liu Yuewang's eyes may not be more beautiful than before, but they give off a more youthful vibrancy rather than a mature elegance.

As Liu Yuewang walked past her, An Nuan reached out and ripped off her face mask.

Liu Yuewang exclaimed in surprise, then turned and glared angrily at An Nuan.

The two, who looked like twins, finally locked eyes.

ヾ(●′?`●)----ヾ(@^▽^@)ノ

An Nuan was shocked and took several steps back. She immediately spread her arms wide, like when playing the game of eagle catching chicks, to shield Liu Chang'an behind her.

Feeling unsafe, An Nuan turned around and snuggled into Liu Chang'an's arms. She glanced at Liu Yuewang, then lowered her head and looked at Liu Yuewang silently.

"What do you mean?" Liu Yuewang was immediately embarrassed and angry, and wanted to reach out and grab An Nuan's ear to pull her out of Liu Chang'an's arms.

"I... I didn't mean anything by it." An Nuan's reaction was just instinctive. Seeing Liu Yuewang's angry expression, she finally let go of Liu Chang'an.

"You'll drive me crazy sooner or later." Liu Yuewang didn't want to dwell on An Nuan's reaction, lest others figure out what An Nuan meant.

An Nuan turned to look at Liu Chang'an and found that he was also looking at Liu Yuewang. But when he felt her gaze, he lowered his head to look at her, his eyes filled with a smile.

An Nuan was determined and did not think that her caution was wrong, but Liu Chang'an's gaze reassured her. He looked at her with the same eyes as before, but it was different from when he looked at Liu Yuewang.

It seems that, at least on the surface, Liu Chang'an can distinguish between the adorable An Nuan and Professor Liu, who is disguised as a beautiful young woman, and has not developed any confused or erroneous feelings for her.

So An Nuan walked over with peace of mind and faced Liu Yuewang again.

Liu Yuewang had already stepped out of the bathroom and no longer intended to hide. Instead, she relaxed and expressionlessly picked up a ginseng fruit from the welcome fruit and began to eat it, while watching An Nuan watch her.

"They really look exactly alike!" Professor Ling exclaimed in amazement. His daughter didn't look like him when he was young. But that was fine, Professor Ling thought Han Zhizhi was prettier and had a better figure than he had when he was young.

"There's a huge difference. She looks like an idiot to you," Liu Yuewang said dismissively.

"It really is my real mother. A fake mother would just be putting on an act, all warm and friendly. Only my real mother would look down on me like this." The familiar feeling, the familiar tone, the familiar disdain— An Nuan felt a little relieved. Her mother had only changed her appearance; inside, she was still her mother, not a stranger.

That's good.

An Nuan giggled and rushed over to hug Liu Yuewang tightly.

"Why are you hugging me? You heartless brat." Liu Yuewang still looked disgusted, but the corners of her mouth had turned up, and she quickly opened her mouth to take a bite of fruit to hide her smile.

"I'll call you 'sister' from now on." An Nuan took Liu Yuewang's hand and led her into the bedroom. "Let's have a private chat, sisters."

"You have no manners." Liu Yuewang wanted to know what An Nuan wanted to say to her in private, so she let An Nuan pull her inside.

An Nuan walked back and forth, pulling the doors on both sides closer together and then closing them.

"What do you want to tell me?" Liu Yuewang placed the ginseng fruit she hadn't finished on a tissue. It wasn't a delicious fruit; it was just moisturizing.

"Mom, you won't stay like this forever, will you?" An Nuan asked with some concern.

"Didn't Liu Chang'an just tell you that it will recover in a while?" Liu Yuewang wasn't worried about this and thought An Nuan was worrying unnecessarily.

"The point is, you believe him just because he says so? Why do you trust him so much?" An Nuan was somewhat dissatisfied with this hidden fact; after all, she was a woman with keen observation skills.

"Why... why is your focus always so strange?" Liu Yuewang knew An Nuan was about to start, and immediately became annoyed.

An Nuan revealed an obvious expression and pointed outside, "Isn't it obvious? If I become an old woman, even if someone tells me... I mean someone who isn't in a very close relationship with me, and says it's nothing, it's a trivial matter, you wouldn't just pounce on GAI like that! Can I believe them? At most, it's a little comforting, how can I act like it's nothing, not take it seriously, and feel at ease..."

An Nuan pointed at the ginseng fruit that Liu Yuewang had put down, "How can you eat fruit with a clear conscience? I'm afraid I'd have trouble breathing, unable to eat, and unable to sleep peacefully."

"I trust Liu Chang'an... What's the problem?" Liu Yuewang walked over and poked An Nuan's head with her finger. "He's reliable, capable, and has a lot of skills. This has nothing to do with being close or not! You're my daughter, we're close, right? But if this happens, and I contact you immediately, in Liu Chang'an's words: would it be of any use? Even if you comfort me, can I relax?"

An Nuan was poked several times by Liu Yuewang's finger, and she was a little unsteady on her feet. Wearing a fluffy coat, she felt like a penguin wobbling and about to fall. She quickly raised her palms to maintain her balance and stood against the edge of the bed.

However, Professor Liu's words made a lot of sense, and An Nuan was not someone who couldn't listen to advice. Suddenly, she felt that a very serious problem was not so serious after all.

"That's good. I trust Liu Chang'an too, but it's different from you. Because he's my boyfriend, I believe whatever he says." An Nuan emphasized the difference. "If you continue like this, I'll both feel good and worried."

"What's so good about it? And what are you worried about?" Liu Yuewang looked at An Nuan calmly. She was a dog's mouth, and nothing good came out of it.

"The good thing is... of course it's good, you look younger, and I have another mom who's like an older sister, it's kind of fun. But... I'm worried that Liu Chang'an might easily confuse us." An Nuan pulled Liu Yuewang to the large mirror, looking at the two faces in the mirror that were basically the same.

"How can you get them mixed up? They're not dead, they can't talk anymore," Liu Yuewang said irritably.

"What if we take a nap in the same bed and he tries to kiss me?"

Liu Yuewang didn't want to pay attention to An Nuan anymore; that brat was always thinking about these absurd and nonsensical things.

"What if you wake up in the morning and he walks in while you're making breakfast in the kitchen, thinks it's me, and tries to hug me from behind?"

"What if we play a silly game where we can't tell the difference, wearing identical clothes and making the same cute expressions, and he really can't tell them apart?" An Nuan imagined these painful scenarios and felt a little distressed. "I feel that if he shows even a hint of confusion or hesitation in his eyes when he's trying to distinguish them, my heart will ache so much I can't breathe."

Liu Yuewang slapped An Nuan across the face and shouted angrily, "I'm going back to find Old Ling and borrow her bicycle chain!"

"She has more?" An Nuan was taken aback. "Zhizhi and I stole three of hers before!"

"Luckily I'll recover, otherwise I really would have to stay away from you guys, lest your boyfriend get confused and you suffocate." Liu Yuewang huffed and puffed, feeling a headache coming on. Other people's daughters are like warm cotton-padded jackets or hot water bottles, but what about hers? She's called a warm baby, but she's actually a silly baby.

An Nuan hesitated for a moment, but still decided to test it.

"What are you thinking about?" Liu Yuewang looked at An Nuan's eyes, which were darting restlessly around in their sockets, and asked with some suspicion.

"We'll take off our outer clothes, change into bathrobes, wrap our hair in towels, and not say a word. Let's see if he can tell the difference." An Nuan still wanted to play around for a bit. Actually, even if he couldn't tell the difference, An Nuan wouldn't be unable to breathe. She would just be glad that it was only temporary. If it were permanent, that would be a real problem.

After all, when she looked at her mother, she felt a little dazed, as if her soul had left her body and appeared in person on the other side.

"No." Liu Yuewang's tone wasn't very firm. After all, this was a very rare experience, and women have an innate love for teasing men with whom they have close relationships.

This close relationship does not necessarily refer to a romantic relationship.

Just like many daughters, they also like to tease their fathers, or younger sisters tease their older brothers.

"Give it a try!" An Nuan hugged Liu Yuewang's arm, sensing that Liu Yuewang was somewhat interested.

Liu Yuewang remained reserved, habitually waiting for An Nuan to persuade her. As a mother, she still had the opportunity to maintain a youthful appearance like a woman, making it difficult for others to tell them apart. This was an extremely satisfying feeling.

"I guarantee Aunt Ling won't be able to tell the difference." An Nuan had already gone to get her bathrobe.

"Then don't throw a tantrum on the ground!" Liu Yuewang said hesitantly. "If you can't tell the difference, it's Liu Chang'an's fault. Go and whine and beg him, don't come bothering me."

"I haven't rolled around on the ground since I was fifteen!" An Nuan pouted. "You always treat me like a child. I'm a beautiful young woman who's cute from every angle now. Don't keep bringing up embarrassing things from my childhood in front of Liu Chang'an!"

"That was your Aunt Ling... not me." Liu Yuewang laughed; she had heard it from the bathroom as well.

Liu Yuewang raised her hand as An Nuan helped her take off her clothes, took off her coat, and the two of them changed into bathrobes, covering their hair completely. Then they wrote "Can't tell the difference" on a piece of paper, discussed some precautions, and went out.

PS: I recommend a book called "Bu Zhu".

Tomorrow is the college entrance exam. I bet some students taking the exam will be reading novels in their spare time. You can read some tomorrow morning too. When you're actually in the exam hall, relax is the most important thing. My mindset is crucial. Xia Hua was the kind of person who was late for the exam, handed in her paper early, watched DVDs the night before, and took the exam the next day. She had a good mindset and performed exceptionally well, scoring over 600 points.