The first time Shen Qinghuan saw Lu Yanci, she almost thought she had seen a ghost.
He looks so much like Lin Yue.
The eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, the curvature of the jaw, the three-pointed image.
But Lin Yue thought she was poor and broke up with her long ago.
She took the initiative to invite her to dance, but he refused coldly: "I'm sorry."
She smiled - what's the use of looking like him, but his temper is completely different.
In order to chase him, she called him uncle, rode in his car, and "ran into" him on the anniversary of his mother's death.
He knew it all, but never exposed it.
She thought it was a surrogate game—she was using him to fill a void, and he was using her to pass the time.
Until that night, when he was drugged.
She tied him to a chair with a silk scarf, held his chin and asked, "Do you like me?"
"... I like it."
She smiled - it's just a substitute, just obey.
But the next second, he broke away from the silk scarf and pressed her under him.
"That scarf of yours," he said, "is too loose."
After one night, she wanted to run away.
The door is locked.
He leaned against the bed and looked at her: "Why are you running?"
"... I'm afraid you won't admit it."
He looked at her and suddenly smiled.
"Yes," he said, "but you have to tell me—"
He paused.
"Every time you look at me, who are you looking at?"
She froze.
Later she found out that he knew everything.
