After I Died, the Scumbag Cried and Begged for Forgiveness

I died in the fifth year of being with Song Bing. For the sake of his little childhood sweetheart, he stopped being afraid and used coercion and inducement to lure out the murderer. Because he knows very well that I will never refuse him. The abandoned factory was then and is now. Just think that I gave him back the eye he lost by saving me. But why did he kneel in front of my grave when he saw my broken body, even lame on one leg, and refused to leave for a long time? And when I woke up again, I found that I had become another person, and my neighbor was a very strange and handsome boy.