I pulled myself together.

I still went to the hospital.

When my best friend heard that I was sick, she rushed over immediately.

The doctor simply prescribed some medicine for colds and let me leave.

On the bench in the hospital.

I sat quietly.

My best friend suddenly spoke.

"You and Shen Han..."

I nodded.

"Wen Wan, it's been three years. Gu Huai isn't coming back. What exactly are you holding on for?"

"Be honest with yourself. During these days with Shen Han, other than looking like Gu Huai, how has he treated you?"

"After he left without a word back then, I advised you to let go of the past, not look back, and find someone who truly loves you to live a good life."

"But what did you do? You rushed to be someone's substitute, wasting your youth year after year for two people who look alike. Aren't you cheap?"

I sighed deeply.

She was right. I was cheap.

I remembered after Gu Huai left back then.

I went to the café we used to go to together and sat there in a daze alone.

Shen Han was sitting opposite me.

There was also a maturely dressed woman sitting in front of him.

The moment I saw him.

I was stunned.

He looked so much like... Gu Huai.

So much so that I even suspected that the person sitting there was Gu Huai.

They didn't seem to be having a pleasant conversation.

After the woman left, I mustered up the courage to greet him.

When our eyes met.

He also froze in place.

Now that I think about it, he probably saw a shadow of Song Miao in me.

Later, he asked for my contact information.

That's when I found out that he had been on a blind date that day.

Before long, we quickly confirmed our relationship.

Although I didn't love Shen Han.

But just looking at his face, it was as if Gu Huai was still by my side.

I moved into his villa.

I took care of him just like Gu Huai used to take care of me.

I learned to cook, wash clothes, and do housework.

I turned myself into Shen Han's nanny.

Even though he had always been lukewarm towards me.

Until one time he got so drunk that he lost consciousness.

He pulled me into his arms, stroked my cheek with one hand, and muttered.

"Miaomiao, I've been waiting for you."

It turned out that Shen Han had also been treating me as someone else's substitute all along.

But it didn't matter.

I only wanted his person, not his heart.

Later, when he stood in front of me with Song Miao.

I suddenly realized.

Shen Han was just Shen Han.

My Gu Huai still hadn't come back.