面前的那个人就是我自己——一个克隆人。他简直和我太像了，一举一动都十分相似，就连我的父母亲都分辨不出来，最可恨的是在他的眼中，我倒成了一个“复制品”，他的记忆、思维，甚至情感都和我一模一样，连我都开始怀疑自己和他到底谁才是那个克隆人。我和他站在一起，就像 The person in front of me is myself - a clone. He was just like me too much. Every move was very similar. Even my parents couldn’t tell. The most hateful thing was that in his eyes, I became a “replica”, his memory, his thinking, Even the emotions are exactly the same with me. Even I have begun to wonder who is the cloned person. I stood with him just like