For a moment, Amy felt that the whole world seemed to have abandoned herself. Who was she? What is the meaning of her existence, or is she just a stand-in for a woman?

Amy felt cold when she thought about it.

"Nothing different, I still love you, Amy, I'm serious about you..."

"Ann, don't lie to yourself, I heard all of you, though... I don't know who that shallow lady is, but I really envy her... I appreciate your kindness to me, but, as a stand-in... I can't do it, because I'm poor to be a fool without memory. I don't want to be another stand-in. In that case, what's...