After I Died, the Scumbag Begged for Forgiveness

I died in the fifth year of my relationship with Song Bing.

To keep his childhood sweetheart from living in fear, he threatened and bribed me into luring out a murderer.

He knew perfectly well that I had never been able to refuse him.

It was the same at the abandoned factory, and it was the same now.

Let this be repayment for the eye he lost saving me.

But why, when he saw my shattered body, did he kneel before my grave, even end up with a limp, and refuse to leave for so long?

When I woke up again, I found that I had somehow become someone else. My neighbor was a very strange, handsome young man.