The year when Pei Song, the crown prince of Beijing, loved me the most, I broke up with him.
The year after my death, my grandma took my mobile phone and sent a message to Pei Song.
"Xiaosong, I miss Yu Yatou. Please bring her back for a meal."
"Stop playing tricks. Didn't you say that I'm tired of being a dog licker? What else are you sending me?"
Grandma looked at the phone in shock for a long time before she realized, "I remembered, my girl Yu died two years ago."
