In the afternoon, two Hollywood special effects makeup artists come to put on my makeup.
Because I haven't had a decent sleep for two days, I fall asleep when they do it.
It isn't until one of the makeup artists pats my shoulder and says I am all good that I open my eyes in a daze and look into the mirror.
For a moment, I don't dare to admit it.
Is the person in the mirror really me?
I never thought that I could look like a man.
My face is that of a white man, and even my pupils are green.
Moreover, this makeup is exquisite.
Even though I usually wear makeup, I am impressed by this work of art.
Maybe my mother wouldn't even recognize me.
I've learned a lot about the way men walk.
I can't think of anything that can go wrong on my side.
When I am ready, I go straight to Linda's house.
To avoid Hilda's spies, I didn't come to her house again.
But it's different now. I'm here as her fiancé.
I stand at the door and knock lightly.
Soon, Linda opens the door.
When she sees me, she is confused.
"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"
She actually doesn't recognize me?
It seems my efforts during the past two days pay well.
Smothering my smile, I lower my voice and say to her, "I'm looking for Jane."
"Jane?"
She is surprised and stares at me for a long time before saying in disbelief, "Are you Jane, by any chance?"
This time, I can't hold back my laughter anymore.
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