For eighteen years, Su Ziyan lived between humans and ghosts. On his eighteenth birthday, his mother cooked him the last supper. Death is not an easy thing, and the process remains unforgettable to him even after his reincarnation.
So, he decided to live well. No matter what, he wants to live...
However, people have misfortunes and good fortunes, and the moon waxes and wanes. Meeting Zhao Junlie was probably another naughty joke God played on him after he had a pair of eyes that could see ghosts...
Zhao Junlie: You regret knowing me.
Su Ziyan: Yeah.
Zhao Junlie: If I say I'm sorry, will you forgive me?
Su Ziyan: Yes.
Zhao Junlie: Then... Are you still willing to be with me?
Su Ziyan: ... Maybe... If there is another life...