A Midsummer Night's Dream

One car accident, two worlds. . . (Writing too much will spoil the story, okay?) Secret love is bitter. For him, she bravely pulled him back from hell and replaced him. If the price of deception is her life, then she has no regrets or complaints. Instead of living in confusion, death is a kind of relief and a kind of well-deserved. What was waiting for her was not death, the memory was blank, and five years of deception continued to push her into another world. Is it rebirth? Or destruction?