Three Years After Bai Yueguang's Death, I Married a Substitute

The stand-in agreement was signed for three years. He never kissed me on the face, never called me by my name, never spent the night at home. After I died, he opened my belongings. The pen he had borrowed for fifteen years had three numbers engraved on the inside of the cap— 914. ——My birthday. ——He carved it. ——At that time, he didn't know who I was.