In a Sea of People, You Don’t Have to Remember Me

I died on February 14, Valentine's Day.

Qin Yicheng wore the white suit I'd custom-made for him as he married another girl.

He remembered every detail I'd wanted for the wedding, but forgot me.

Just as he wished, I died, and would never again disturb the beautiful future he had with that other girl.

But halfway through the wedding, he suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his heart.

At last, he remembered everything:

The woman he had hated so much was the very girl he had loved for more than twenty years.