"Wood Sorrel and Heather." Yes, that was its literary title. It's dead now.
College student Xing Yun died on her usual walk to class.
But she didn't realize it at all. She thought she was dreaming.
A spring dream about falling in love with a handsome foreign man.
"I've existed for eighty-three years, but you can only exist for seven days. Your country will decide," Horton said.
Wait, what? How many years!? Seven days! She was stunned. She finally understood: this wasn't a dream. She was dead.
Then she gained the ability to travel through his memories and consciousness, and even got to visit Norway during World War II.
"If you can go back, would you mind taking me with you?" The handsome blond, blue-eyed man climbed onto her neck and gazed at her shyly.
She gaped at him in disbelief. "What? Take you back? How am I supposed to explain you to my mom?"
"I can get a new body and earn money. I have savings, a hundred million euros."
Theme: Love, death, and war