The brother next door I had a crush on died.
I asked many people, but no one knew the cause of his death.
The funeral was held in the village and town. With trembling hands, I burned incense in front of the statue and made a wish, hoping that he would live.
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I don't know if it's a wish that comes true.
A year after attending the funeral, I returned to the summer I met him.
Then in the first month of our acquaintance, he was stabbed to death in front of me.
When I woke up the next day, I went back to the day before he was stabbed to death.
Since then there have been car accidents, shootings, drowning, gas poisoning...
Thousands of ways to die are against me.
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There was always a voice in my heart telling me that as long as I let him live past the funeral day, I could bring him back to the living world alive.
I must take him back.
No one can stop me.
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Not the first person, double cleansing, double first love.
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Mixed with elements of Chinese ghost stories
There are paranormal phenomena*
The three views in the article do not represent my own three views
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Intention: Persistence can create miracles