In order to get close to him, I disguised myself as his dead Bai Yueguang.
Wearing her favorite white dress every day and spraying her usual perfume.
He knew that I was a fake, but he still locked me in his arms: "Since I want to act, I will act for the rest of my life."
Until I found a photo of me on his bedside, dated ten years ago.
"You followed me for ten years just because of this face?"
He smiled and cut off my fake mole: "No, it's to make you look like her."
