There Are People Who Blame Heaven

My name is Bai Yan. After graduating from university, I found an ordinary job in Xuanping City as a draftsman in a picture and text shop. Crowded buses are full of people and crowded roads are jammed with cars. When we arrived at the station, bus No. 826 Headed towards Baijiafen. A bunch of people crowded in at the bus stop, and suddenly a pretty figure caught my attention. She came towards me, with a delicate face and clear eyes, but it surprised me. This is obviously my former neighbor's sister, but she died when she was sixteen! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.