Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets

"Oh? Little Yu is doing well, making new friends." Grandpa Qin looked at Qin Anyu with contentment and thought to himself that later he needed to ask An Hao about it. It was rare for Anyu to make new friends; aside from those she grew up with, she hadn't made any new ones.

"Yeah, I really like her. I feel like she's like a little sister." Qin Anyu said with a wide smile, and her parents apparently felt that wasn't enough, adding, "Also, when I'm with her, I feel very comfortable."

Qin Anyu couldn't stop singing Tang Yue's praises.

Grandpa Qin naturally couldn't resist calling Qin Anhao.

As soon as the phone rang, Qin Anhao answered, "Grandpa."

"You knew I would call, didn't you, you rascal?" Grandpa Qin heard the word 'Grandpa' and knew there was nothing he didn't understand.

Qin Anhao chuckled, essentially admitting it, and said, "Don't worry, Grandpa. Tang Yue is Mo Siyu's future wife. I've met her myself; she's great."

Grandpa Qin then felt reassured.

*

The next day, Qin Anyu went to pick up Tang Yue from the fleet early in the morning. As soon as they got to the shop, Tang Yue started bustling around.

Qin Anyu didn't know what she could do, so she just sat by and watched.

In the past, she had tried making clothes herself, but her fingers just wouldn't cooperate, or the combinations she made weren't good-looking.

She had always thought it was too difficult, but watching Tang Yue now, her fingers nimbly danced over the fabric of the dress, her delicate fingers weaving through the somewhat messy layers like a beautiful picture scroll.

"Sister An Yu, you should try it on." Tang Yue shook out the dress, quite satisfied with it for the moment. However, it wasn't a finished product until it had been tried on.

"Wow." Qin Anyu looked at the dress, so beautiful even without trying it on, and she already liked it very much.

Qin Anyu couldn't wait to go to the fitting room and put the dress on. Once she did, she felt like she became much more ethereal.

"Yueyue, what do you think, does it look good?" After changing, Qin Anyu couldn't help but spin around in front of Tang Yue.

Tang Yue's expression was calm, scrutinizing. She carefully observed the dress on Qin Anyu, noting that a few more tweaks were needed in the details.

And she hadn't yet achieved the arrangement of petals she wanted.

So she took it off, made adjustments, and tried it on again, back and forth several times. Qin Anyu thought it was beautiful from the first try, but Tang Yue always felt it needed further improvements, until the last time when Qin Anyu couldn't find any faults at all.

But then, Tang Yue suddenly half-sat on the ground, taking a thread and making adjustments on the dress. Her serious demeanor greatly moved Qin Anyu, who asked, "Yueyue, did you learn how to make clothes all by yourself?"

"Yeah." Tang Yue casually replied, "That's right."

In her past life, she didn't go to college; it was all up to her. Her keen sense of color, the aesthetic she continually improved, and her diligent learning, all of these made her designs well-known amidst the fierce competition in the future.

Qin Anyu fell into deep thought. She had only recently, in the past six months, developed a liking for clothing. She had always thought she had worked hard enough, but now that she had seen Tang Yue, she realized that what she had considered effort before was insignificant. Actually, she could work even harder.

"How did you learn?" Qin Anyu asked curiously.

After finishing her threading, Tang Yue finally completed her work, admiring her first perfect piece, which was completely different from what she used to make at Mingyue Clothing Factory.

"By reading books, I love reading books," Tang Yue replied. "Sister An Yu, if you really like this field, you could read more about color matching. Also, get some books on fashion history to read. Although they're dry and tedious, they truly contain useful information."

That's how Tang Yue learned, reading through book after book on fashion history, both domestic and international. Anything related to fashion, she would read it. Gradually, she figured out some useful things.

"Right, I'll definitely read them," Qin Anyu murmured to herself. She wanted to be like Yueyue.

In the afternoon, Qin Anyu wore the dress and Tang Yue skillfully did her hair, leaving a strand of black hair beside her cheek, which made Qin Anyu look even more gentle and elegant. Her classically beautiful features, set off by the dress, made her look like a beauty from ancient times stepping out of a painting.

"Not bad, it's good now," Tang Yue said with satisfaction, looking at Qin Anyu. The transformed Qin Anyu, compared to when they first met - the one wearing a gold-striped dress and with dyed golden poodle-like hair - was now the polar opposite.

"Yueyue, do you want to come with me?" Qin Anyu invited warmly. "It's the birthday of someone we've played with since we were little. It's alright for you to come, and you can meet more people."

"No, thanks," Tang Yue declined.

Qin Anyu invited several times, but Tang Yue didn't agree, leading Qin Anyu to leave with reluctance.

Imperial Hotel.

When Qin Anyu arrived, she was in such a hurry that she walked very fast without paying attention to the people around her and bumped straight into someone.

"Ouch." The woman was wearing a bright red strapless dress with a white shawl over her shoulders. Frowning in displeasure from the bump, she said, "Don't you look where you're going?"

"Chu Xi?" When Qin Anyu realized it was her, she quickly apologized, "Sorry, I was in a rush to get upstairs. Did I hurt you?"

"Who are you?" Chu Xi adjusted her shawl. Her eyes landed on Qin Anyu, a very fairy-like and soft-featured woman. Chu Xi felt she looked familiar, both her appearance and voice were reminiscent of someone she knew, but she couldn't quite place it.

"Are you... Qin Anyu?" Gao Qianqian wasn't certain, but the voice did indeed sound like Qin Anyu's.

"Yes," Qin Anyu said with a smile. "Chu Xi, don't you recognize me?"

The familiar voice, the familiar smile, Chu Xi looked at Qin Anyu incredulously, murmuring, "Impossible, she's changed too much."

The old Qin Anyu was pretty too, just very plain. Later she stayed hidden away, then when she reappeared, it was with yellow poodle hair, so Chu Xi couldn't remember what the earlier Qin Anyu looked like.

"I just changed my hair and clothes," Qin Anyu was also shocked and surprised, hardly daring to believe that she could be so beautiful and attractive.

"So what if you became beautiful? Don't delay my brother," Chu Xi said darkly, gritting her teeth. "You're already tainted, what gives you the right to keep my brother waiting?"

Qin Anyu's smile froze, and even her made-up face turned pale.

"That's right, you're just not worthy of Brother Xuan," Gao Qianqian chimed in. Without Qin Anyu, perhaps she could marry into the Chu Family.