(Diary, September 15, 2023, rain)
Today is the 427th day that I have become "her".
Gu Shen was drunk again, hugging me and calling "Awan". I expertly imitated the arc of her smile and patted his back gently. He didn't know that the real Ah Wan was behind the phone screen, using another WeChat ID to send him his favorite Chopin Nocturne, which I had "never heard of".
It's much easier to play a dead person than to play his real girlfriend. Because dead people never make mistakes, but living people always have flaws.
For example, tomorrow I have to "accidentally" break the mug in his study with A Wan's profile on it. Because my birthday is coming soon, he should not look at another woman through my eyes.
Soon, this grand role play should come to an end.
Let A Wan "die again" and I will be free.
