She was a girl who looked just like my ex-girlfriend. We met in the ticket hall at a bus station.
She knew my name, but I didn't know her. After she introduced herself, I learned that her name was Wen Kerou, and that she was the younger sister of a substitute teacher I had in high school. So, with nowhere in particular to go, I gladly accepted her invitation and set off for her home. And so began the story I have to tell: a beautiful lie.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.
