New Year's Day holiday was gone, and the whole school was busy decorating the venue for the evening party.
Ribbons, balloons, and busy, laughing classmates filled the school, making it as lively as the New Year.
Fu Ying stared at herself in the mirror, dazed. Dressed in traditional costume, she felt as if she had returned to the palace.
She wondered if he would come today.
Just thinking about meeting him in this outfit made her nervous.
As Fu Ying was contemplating, someone called her from the doorway.
"Fu Ying, your little brother is here."
Fu Ying was startled, and immediately walked out holding her lute.
The young girl was clad in a pink gauzy dress, her long black hair tied up with a ribbon, a jade hairpin inserted in it.
She walked slowly, the light fabric of her dress flowing like glimmers of light.
"Holy smokes! Is this a little lolita?" Ying Haoyang was shocked, circling around Fu Ying, "Holy cow, holy cow!!! For real? Why do I feel like she is an ancient relic?"
