It turns out that all the romance in my life is nothing but a mirror.
Whether sad or happy, all this had nothing to do with me. I just replaced her life and took away her lover.
No, I didn't take it away. From beginning to end, he didn't love me. I was just a failed substitute.
Okay, it's time for me to return all this to her.
The first long article is an idea from a long time ago, a stand-in joke. I won't write too much in the introduction, as too much would be a spoiler. In addition, this is my first time posting online, and I am not very good at writing introductions. Please read directly below (
Intention: a substitute for failure