I have been Gu Chen's stand-in for five years, and even the moles at the corners of my eyes were lit up by his white moonlight.
He pinched my chin and said, "Wanwan, you will never be as good as her."
Until my cancer diagnosis certificate and her invitation to return to China were delivered to his desk at the same time.
That night he knelt down in the heavy rain and smashed the door: "I was wrong, look at me!"
But on the operating table, I heard the doctor exclaim: "The patient has zero will to survive——"
Later, he pulled out the body donation form I signed and slammed the iron door of the crematorium like crazy: "Give me her ashes!"
And my urn was being gently wiped by his nemesis: "Be good, I'll take you to see the sea."
Intention: Is it a substitute or true love?