He lived for thirty-five years and was called He'erle (yue) for twenty-five years, but he couldn't remember whether he was called He'erle or Heeryue.
When he was ten years old, he made a bet with his twin sister.
——Swap identities for twenty-four hours. If mom can recognize two people, then the game is over; if not, try another game next time.
The game lasted twenty-five years.
Sometimes he would turn around when he heard someone calling He Erle; sometimes he would turn around when he heard someone calling He Erle.
It took too long to swap identities, too long to occupy someone else's name.
Even he forgot what his name was.
He is a biology teacher at a key high school in the city, and his sister is a freelancer.
To put it bluntly, he is a jobless vagrant who relies on the help of his relatives.
After swapping identities, their names and identities were swapped.
After her parents died, her sister was solely responsible for her living expenses.
Therefore, she did not get married until she was thirty-five years old, while the oldest child of her age was already fifteen years old.
I made an appointment with a matchmaker and even sent them according to my profile.
The person he went on a blind date with was a policeman of the same age - Li Zhechen.
The other party learned that he was a high school biology teacher, so he added WeChat and made an appointment.
We even agreed to get married soon.
Just when everything was going well, his sister wanted to switch identities with him and have a bright life and future in his place.
He made the first mistake in his life - killing someone.
The deceased was his sister, but the person listed on the death report was Li Zhechen's fiancée.
He killed his sister in front of Li Zhechen and disguised the murderer as a homeless man who committed suicide in fear of crime. He kept his identity and continued to live his own life.
When Li Zhechen came to visit him, he just shook the other person's hand and inferred that he was not him because the other person's frame was the same size as his fiancée's.
"Who are you?" Li Zhechen grabbed the other person's wrist, looked at his stunned profile, frowned and asked, "Should I call you He Erle, or should I call you He Eryue?"
The other party raised his eyebrows and laughed, lifted up his long red hair, and said provocatively: "Whoever is alive is He Eryue."
"..." Li Zhechen opened his mouth, but the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.
He Eryue revealed her golden pupils that exuded divine radiance, and said: "The rules are made by living people, and dead people have no right to speak."
Intention: Sadness meets warm sun when frost and snow meet, sensitivity and doubtfulness meets sincerity
