>Gu Chengxiao bought me just because I resemble his dead Bai Yueguang.
>He ordered me to wear her dresses, read her love poems, and even imitate her ballet silhouette on the windowsill every night.
>Until the charity dinner, a comparison video suddenly played on the big screen:
>On the left is the brilliant moment when she won the piano competition, and on the right is the embarrassed look of me giving medicine to my sister in the ward.
>While the whole audience burst into laughter, Gu Chengxiao smashed his wine glass and rushed onto the stage.
>He tremblingly touched the scar under my collarbone - that was the only difference from Bai Yueguang that he had never allowed to repair.
>"The fake I bought..." He tore up the substitute agreement in public, "How dare you make me feel more distressed than her?"
