Because of Him, I Met a Tragic End

[First-person narration, completely free to read.]

Because there were still people in the world who remembered her, Meng Xingzhi couldn't be reincarnated, even many years after her death.

She waited and waited, and waited some more.

So long that she'd even forgotten her own name, yet someone still remembered her.

Like a perverted demon sealed in a clay jar and sunk to the bottom of the sea, she hated that person with all her heart.

Fortunately, Meng Xingzhi managed to earn a chance to be reincarnated on her own. But before she could enjoy it for long, she looked at the mandatory name field on the registration form and fell into deep thought.

What was her name again?

So a wisp of Meng Xingzhi's soul was sent back to the human world to find her name.

After going through a few hardships, Meng Xingzhi finally came face to face with the culprit who had kept her from being reincarnated.

A high-powered professional guarding a shabby rental apartment.

The resentment she'd built up all at once made Meng Xingzhi burst out cursing. "He Zhou, are you out of your mind? You make yourself look so miserable every day. Do you think you're the tragic hero in some melodrama? Who are you trying to win sympathy from?

"Didn't you say you'd never eat cilantro, even if you died? So you can swallow it now? Copycat!

"And could you please hurry up and throw away the tie I gave you all those years ago? I told you I don't love you anymore!"

Theme: "Death isn't the final farewell. Being forgotten is."