Alias "About the Paper Man I Fall in Love with and He Sits in the Back Seat of Me"
I, an ordinary high school girl, my only specialty is:
Making paper figures, and taking it to a very new level.
When I was in the second year of junior high school, I found a pen name called "Mr. Yuan" in an old magazine.
From then on, I cut magazines, posted notebooks, and wrote long letters for him, unilaterally announcing the establishment of our "text love".
Until the first semester of high school, a handsome mute boy came to the class.
He is tall, thin, quiet, and his compositions are unrestrained.
One day he handed over a blue sticky note:
[Tonight, if you still dare to come. Let me show you what the lamps are dyed with.
Gentle and sinister (male) x hard-working mortal (female)
Concept: When the object of love is falsified, is love itself established? This book is dedicated to all those who entrust their emotions to fiction - our love may be cast into the void, but the life reshaped by love is extremely real. What we love is, after all, the self who strives to grow through love.
