The person you love most loses his life, and the person who survives is left in agony and walking like a zombie. Same appearance, same smile, same language. All kinds of Zhang Xiaoyin resembled another her, or maybe it was her.
Zhang Xiaoyin held the photo on the table and smiled slightly, "Some people say that I look like your dead girlfriend, what do you think?" Mu Zilin was stunned when he looked like him with a smile.
Everyone was trying to persuade Mu Zilin to forget about his dead lover. Looking out the window, Zhang Xiaoyin, who looked so much like her, sighed heavily. Forget it? But I can't forget it. Mu Zilin thought to himself, and the girl who touched the photo smiled bitterly.
Conception:.