Before My Wedding, I Personally Arranged My Fiancée's Funeral

An unexpected car accident took Jiang Fan’s fiancée, Su Jing.

System: “Can you tell me your story with her?”

A girl struck up a conversation with me four times, in elementary school, middle school, high school, and college. The thing is, she didn’t remember me any of those times.

Later, when we got together, I couldn’t help asking her, “Did you go to this elementary school, this middle school, and this high school?”

She said yes!

I asked again, “Then you really don’t remember me? You struck up a conversation with me four times.”

Su Jing said, looking innocent and bewildered, “Maybe you’re just my type!”

I felt a little disappointed. It meant that I had always remembered her, but she had never remembered me.

“Don’t be sad. I have something to show you.” Su Jing took out a piece of paper and wrote on it: “Hey, has the Number 7 bus just left?”

That was what she had asked me when she first struck up a conversation with me.

Su Jing gazed at me with a smile, her eyes curving like crescent moons.

So the person I had been secretly in love with had been secretly in love with me too.

System: “Ugh, this is giving me a toothache. Be reborn and protect her!”

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.