Secret Identity
Echoes of a Dead Lover
Five years after my boyfriend’s death, I met a man in an interview who looked exactly like him.
When work was over, I cornered him in the conference room: “Since you’re not dead, why haven’t you contacted me in these five years?”
He straightened his tie, his smile both flippant and distant: “This kind of pick-up line is a bit cliché, Miss Meng. Why not just offer yourself directly?”
I ignored him and reached out, touching a slight bump behind his ear.
He froze instantly.
I laughed: “What’s wrong? You look alike, and now even your sensitive spots are the same?”
Linguistic Sorcerer 2: Bloody Campus
When the School Belle led people to beat me up in the bathroom, she was caught red-handed by the teacher.
Yet she pretended to be innocent, and even swore an oath:
“If I bully a classmate, I’ll get hit by a car tomorrow when I go out!”
But she didn’t know-I am a Linguistic Sorcerer.
Anything she says in front of me will come true.
