Qiao Zhuo died on the seventh anniversary of his relationship with his boyfriend, becoming a ghost who wandered the world, unable to move on.
He once thought he was the happiest person in the world. Only after dying did he learn that his boyfriend had betrayed him long ago, turning around to live it up with his new lover without even attending his funeral.
Then again, there weren't many people who could have attended his funeral anyway.
In the pouring rain, Qiao Zhuo crouched beside his tombstone, utterly disheartened, when someone suddenly arrived.
A brilliant red rose was placed in front of his tombstone.
It was his boyfriend's younger brother, Jiang Mian, who, as far as he could remember, had never been particularly nice to him.
The next day, Jiang Mian brought another rose.
The third day, the fourth day...
For several days in a row, Jiang Mian came to visit him with a single rose.
On the seventh day, Jiang Mian set down the flower, paused for a moment, then leaned down and kissed Qiao Zhuo's tombstone.
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A short, light read of around 100,000 characters.
Theme: There will always be someone who loves you.
Madam, it's been too long since I've written anything.