Su Baiyi came back on the third day after her death.
She forgot how she died, and the last four months before her death, which belonged to us.
She only remembered that she seemed to love me very much.
Everyone said I killed her, even I believed it.
I held her urn and knelt in the rain in front of her parents' door, praying for relief or a miracle.
But she was just wearing that familiar denim skirt, floating next to me, smiling and squeezing my face.
"Isn't it good to be like this now?"
I took her to a barbecue and she went berserk for me to scare away the drunks;
I took her to pick out a swimsuit, and she was so transparent that she was almost invisible.
Like any ordinary couple, we try to seize every happy moment,
Until she burst into tears on the beach at sunset:
"I don't want to die... I still want to be with you forever."
This is a story about redemption, forgetting and falling in love again. Even across life and death, I want to hold your hand again.
Purpose: Love and regret are not opposites. The real farewell is to learn to let go of the past, cherish the present, create new memories with the one you love (no matter what form), and move on with this love.