"Sister, come here and help me see if there is another me?" He Anxia, who had just returned home, looked at himself who looked exactly like him and asked in surprise.
"How can there be? I'm afraid you are under too much pressure and misunderstood???" My sister asked doubtfully
"Maybe... Probably... Maybe... Right?" He An looked at the people who looked like him, trying to find the difference. The more he looked, the more he started to sweat. It was as if he was looking in a mirror. A "person" stood in the corner of the rental house. He didn't move or speak, his eyes were unfocused, like empty orifices.
I hope I am really under too much pressure...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
