>On the third anniversary of my relationship with Gu Chengze, I bumped into him rolling on the bed with his best friend Su Qing.
>He smoked a cigarette afterwards and said, "It's just for fun, her eyes look like yours."
>As I left with tears in my eyes, I received a mysterious phone call: "Want to see the truth? Come to InterContinental Hotel 8808."
>Opening the door, the person wearing the nightgown I gave my boyfriend turned out to be my cold and ascetic mother.
>The man walking out behind her is Gu Chengze's wealthy father.
>"Back then, your mother was also a substitute." He stroked his mother's face, "It's a pity that her eyes don't look like hers."
