On the day of his father's funeral, Wen Yin met a man who looked exactly like him in the heavy rain. The man held his cold hand and said softly, "I'm here to survive for you."
Wen Yin looked at him, his heart beating faster and faster.
He thought, is this a gift from God to him?
A bit useless in writing
It's a Narcissus short essay
Purpose: Always be true to yourself
