In my last life, I personally sent my boyfriend to a wrecked ferry, causing us to become separated from each other.
In my next life, I actually went back to the day before he set off. Despite all my obstructions, I finally succeeded in preventing him from boarding the ship, and successfully prevented him from this disaster.
I thought we could stay together for the rest of our lives, but we didn't expect that he would be buried in the sea in the end.
I cried until I choked, but he told me: "I'm leaving, forget about me."
It turned out that everything was just a dream, and he had died in the accident long ago.
