Under Parallel Lines

Everyone has their own world. They are like parallel lines, which may not intersect, but they are also like mirrors. You will always see a line close to you. By the way, my name is Zhang Yufan. I wear round glasses and am tall and thin. Her name is Sunset, and there is a 0.01% Chance of meeting her. We are parallel to each other, reflecting each other's every bit. This is a story about us, a story about two worlds, a story about the sun and the moon. From that day on, everything in the world changed, becoming both sweet and bitter. Only everything about me has not changed, and neither has she. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.