My boyfriend Lu Ze is a perfectionist. Even for me, he demands a pixel-level reproduction of the "White Moonlight" in his mind. I thought this was just a classic plot of stand-in literature, until that day, I discovered that he was whispering softly to a "doll" that looked exactly like me.
He panicked and explained that it was just a custom-made doll to ease his longing. I believed him, and even felt a little sorry for him.
But when I accidentally glanced at the back of the "doll", under a cold serial number, there was a line of small words that made my blood freeze - [Lin Wan v1.0].
