Introduction: Later, Lin Wan always wondered, at what point did she lose her face?
Maybe it started when I was discharged from a car accident three years ago, and my agent said in surprise, "You look like Su Qing, it's a blessing from God";
Maybe it started from the first live broadcast, when the audience praised her as "more like me than myself" and the screen was filled with gifts;
Maybe it just started when she looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar person in the mirror after taking off her makeup late one night, but couldn't cry anymore.
She became a perfect fake, until the boy who was supposed to die in his memory reappeared with a body of sick bones and a tissue.
He said to her: "Lin Wan, the scar behind your ear is the most beautiful part of your body."
——It turns out that there are really people who love your broken traces more than your perfect mask.
Intention: When you get used to imitating others, will your soul stick to it?