Jiang Yunchuan and I had an affair in high school and were together in college. When we were planning to get married, he was hit by a car and died. I thought he would jump off the building.
He and I opened a coffee shop in the city and were very happy. Later it closed down.
I fainted from crying on his tombstone, and woke up to find him frowning and doing math problems next to me.
But one day later, I went abroad to study and abandoned him in the city. Many years later, I opened a cafe on the street where we walked in my previous life, and when it was closing, I met him in dejection.
I thought that was the last time I saw him, but I accidentally hit him when I went home.
When I opened my eyes, he was next to my bed.
Purpose: The secular world is not a restriction