Yang Yiyi was no longer alive.
However, following her death, she discovered that she had not lost awareness, but was instead departing from her body... no, it should be her corpse.
It took Yang Yiyi almost half a minute to accept the fact that she had died and become a ghost. She glanced at the cold corpse on the ground with rivulets of blood now flowing out of her mouth, dyeing her skin and the bedsheet red. It was quite an ugly sight.
As the wind blew her ghost form, an out of place romantic tune broke her chain of thoughts. She peeked into one of the servant's quarters to see the scene being broadcasted on the television.
On the screen was a couple, dressed beautifully, waltzing on the stage, creating an image that was both emotional as well as beautiful.
As the camera passed by, Yang Yiyi saw the audience cheering them.
Yang Yiyi suddenly remembered that today was the Golden Film Awards ceremony. The couple was the prestigious Wu Family's Young Master, and the Yang Family's Eldest Miss. One was the winner of the Best Director award tonight while the other was the newly crowned movie queen.
As an indistinct force pulled her back towards her corpse, she gazed at her hideous-looking body and smiled bitterly. A blinding golden beam of light flashed behind her which ran at lightning speed towards her heart, stabbed it and exploded, leaving behind in its wake, a novel titled "Pretty Queen, Get The Handsome Director".
She was in no mood to read a romantic flick right now and tried to fling it away but ended up getting slapped on the cheek by the novel. After this continued for several times, she realized that she had no option but to take a look at the novel.
...
After a while, Yang Yiyi finally understood. She understood why she was despised by her parents. She understood why the sister whom she trusted the most, broke her trust. She understood why her first love betrayed her. She understood why she could never land herself a job despite the interviewers seeming pleased with her auditions. She understood why her face was destroyed. She understood why her life was such a failure.
Her life was never her own. She was merely a puppet in other's hands. Be it the crazy author or her sister, Yang Yihan and her disgusting first love, Wu Yuchen. She was nothing, but one of the "obstacles", a mere cannon fodder who doesn't live past the 25th Chapter, in the path of true love between a talented director and the beautiful movie queen. Her character was there just to show how likable, friendly and talented her sister was as compared to her...
...and that's it.
After reading the book, even she was led astray for ten seconds to regard her sinister sister as a lofty being, incomparable with mere mortals.
Now she felt as if she was floating on clouds.
"Do you want to change your fate?"
Next to her ears whispered a voice.
Yang Yiyi was unsure of what to do. After a brief moment of hesitation, with a nod of her head, she gave her consent.
...
The world seemed to move again. It was as if someone had pressed the pause button and then resume.
"Why are you staring at the wall, XiaoYi? I know it's not your mistake but, as of now, we can't do anything prove it. You should just apologize for now." Yang Yihan was looking at Yang Yiyi with a kind smile, like the one she always had, whether she was facing the camera during the award ceremony, dancing with her sweetheart or practically forcing her sister to apologize for the mistake she had never committed. "If you do this, maybe they will let you go."
Yang Yiyi still sat like a statue, her body stiff and her posture straight while her eyes seemed to be unfocused, as if she was deep in contemplation.
The next moment, Yang Yiyi rapidly blinked her eyes and turned her head towards Yang Yihan.
As she continued to look at that face, she felt shivers down her spine and her heart trembled.
"Ah--"
Her pale fingers clutched the duvet tightly.
She had already suffered from the agony of having her heart torn apart by the one she trusted the most once. After learning the entire truth why did she have to see this face again?
Could this possibly be hell?
Why did I have return here, next to this evil woman, despite the fact that I was definitely dead?
"What's wrong, XiaoYi? Are you fine?", Yang Yihan said as she stretched out her hand towards Yang Yiyi.
After seeing the evil woman's face and now hearing her voice, her mind was muddled and she instinctively screamed, "Don't touch me!"
She felt so much pain that she couldn't think straight. She muttered subconsciously, "Why... Why me... Yang Yihan... How...?
As she muttered this, she lost consciousness and fell limp once again, just as she had in her past life.