Lin Zhiyuan × Shen Jibai
My "wife" sleeps forever in winter.
Before she died, she gently touched my face with her hand and said to me in a weak voice: "Good night, my boyfriend."
She and I were childhood sweethearts.
We got together when we were 21, and we made a deal: to get engaged when we were 23, and to get married when we were 26.
However, she died at the age of 25, a year before we got married.
When I was twenty-five years old, my fiancée passed away due to illness.
We were so close to getting married, just so close.
Later, on the day of Lin Zhiyuan's funeral, Shen Jianbai wore casual clothes and watched the box containing her ashes being buried.
And he squatted on the ground holding his head and cried bitterly: "I can't forget... Her reaction at that time. She said: Her body hurts, she feels so uncomfortable, and she really wants me to hug her again."
"I watched her body weaken little by little, and then she died lying in my arms just like she was a child."
My brother died at the age of 24 and my lover died at the age of 25.
But fate plays tricks on people.
But the people I loved and my good friends left me one after another.
Good night, my fiancée, let's get married as soon as possible in the next life.
[Reading Guide]:
*be story (the heroine suffered from congenital heart disease since childhood and had a heart operation at birth)
*Childhood sweethearts, home of family friends
*The male and female protagonists have no prototypes
＊The copy was archived on March 14, 2026, and the full text was archived on that day
Intention: Good night, my boyfriend
