I Once Attended My Own Funeral [Suspense Romance]

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Duanmu Yin tumbled down the stairs

and died in that humid, sweltering summer.

On the day of the funeral, rain fell without end.

The mourners repeated the same words of condolence,

while Liang Huai, her husband, who was waiting out the divorce cooling-off period,

bowed with an expressionless face and not a trace of grief in his eyes.

People whispered behind her,

"I heard she was looking at her phone when she missed a step going downstairs..."

Duanmu Yin raised an eyebrow.

She had clearly been pushed!

Reader's guide:

* A suspense and redemption story, a short novel of around a hundred thousand words.

* One-on-one romance, devoted to each other in body and heart, happy ending.

Upcoming story: Starting with His Disappearance [Suspense]

"Would someone who always sticks to the same routine and travels between the same two places suddenly change their habits?"

Xia Yang, my ex, asked me that. She's a passionate, outgoing woman.

I don't want to say much about Xia Yang. When she called me petty and dumped me without a second thought, she probably never imagined she'd come asking for my help.

I really am pettier than a needle's eye, but for the sake of her generous fee, I'll make an exception and open my heart a little wider.

"Could you explain in more detail, Sister Xia Yang?"

Xiang Siyan spoke up. He's my assistant, a mild-mannered young man.

Oh, and just so you know, he's also Xia Yang's ex.

Unlike me, he doesn't hold a grudge about being the one who got dumped.

Xia Yang's current boyfriend disappeared a week before they were supposed to get engaged.

On the thirteenth of last month, a Friday, the man carried a laptop bag and held an old thermos filled with goji berries. He left work at exactly six thirty, boarded the second subway car at exactly six forty-two, and exited through Gate Two at exactly seven oh three.

The last time he appeared on the surveillance footage, he was wearing an elegant smile as he walked into an old five-story building scheduled for demolition.

Then no one ever saw him again.

Theme: Face difficulties and strive to move forward.