The day I died was February 14th, White Day.
Rong Yunyan wore a white suit that I personally customized for him and married another girl.
He thoughtfully helped her hold the hem of the wedding dress, held her hand and walked along the road paved with rose petals, accepting everyone's blessings.
The ribbons were flying in the sky and fell on the bride's hair. With gentle eyes, he carefully took them off for her.
Everything in front of me looked like the wedding of my dreams.
He remembered all my requests but forgot about me.
As he wished, I died and would never disturb his bright future with another girl again.
It wasn't until the day I was buried that he finally remembered everything. It turned out that the person he hated so much was the Bai Yueguang he had loved for twenty years...
Reader comments
The story is delicate, smooth and well-written. I hope the author kills the male protagonist. I'm sorry.
The story is delicate, smooth and well-written. I hope the author kills the male protagonist. I'm sorry.
Looking forward to the follow-up