Brainstormed short story | Love after death | Dual perspective: Hell and the human world
My dead first love works in the underworld to support me.
On the seventh day after her husband's death, Lin Dang received a notification that money had arrived in her bank account.
She was crying her heart out at the mourning hall, but the moment she caught sight of all those zeroes after the amount in her account, she stopped crying.
A breeze stirred through the mourning hall, and Lin Dang heard her dead husband's cool, clear voice.
"Lin Dang, you're still just as fond of money."
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Before she could react, a second text arrived: Ms. Lin, please go to the China Underworld Bank to exchange your money for hell currency at a rate of 1,000,000 to 1.
What a joke. This scammer's targeting widows now?
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Song Yu was a man of few words. Only after he died did Lin Dang realize that all the things he had never said were hidden in the little details of their life together.
Money-loving, no-nonsense white-collar worker x handsome, devoted, tragic doctor and soul binder
Theme: Live in the present and cherish what's before you
Life is like a dream This last bit of intrigue? Really didn't expect Cherish the people in front of you and do whatever you want to do. Sometimes, I often feel that I am not brave enough What is love? Is love a struggle? Or are you brave enough not to bother if you think the other person doesn't like you? Recently, I have talked about love with many people around me. Love makes you a coward I'm a coward I often need affirmative answers and responses to move forward Should people be braver? Be braver