What I thought was my daily life after death: crossing the bridge, drinking soup, reincarnation, end.
Actual daily life after death: dragging an ex-boyfriend with amnesia into a relationship at public expense.
He called me "Lindao" with a cold face.
I smiled and held his hand.
He asked me what my obsession was.
I said, "I want to get married."
So he accompanied me from high school to the wedding venue.
The whole process was intertwined with each other, never leaving each other, and everything was answered.
I said east but he didn't go west.
I said it was cold and he put some clothes on me.
I said I was thirsty and he bought me water.
This man was more obedient in death than in life.
I cried so much at the wedding.
He frowned and asked, "Aren't you fulfilling your wish? Why are you crying?"
I smiled awkwardly.
Fool.
It's a lie to lie to you.
Love you is true.
One day love is fake.
Waiting for you forever is true.
Intention: Waiting will definitely bring results