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I died.
A man stood before me. I hated him.
The first thing he said was that he was my boyfriend, then he kissed and bit and nuzzled my lips.
A ghost getting kissed against her will. What a first.
My pupils shrank. I punched Lin Muye somewhere or other.
Lin Muye groaned and moved off me. I covered my lips while he clutched his crotch, crouching down in pain.
Serves him right.
His voice trembled.
"Honey, I'm disabled now. What will you do for happiness in the future?"
I seem to have attracted a pervert. What should I do? Answer fast, it's urgent.
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It's me again.
I died.
But heaven had mercy on me. I didn't die completely. I became a ghost and lost all my memories.
A man stood before me, claiming to be my boyfriend. But he'd dug up my grave, scattered my ashes, and said he was taking me home.
I couldn't remember him, but my body's memories of him were still there, and I depended on him.
Standing in front of him, all I wanted was to kiss him, hug him, and stay by his side.
Even so, with a thousand questions swirling in my mind, I turned and ran as soon as he wasn't looking.
But he seemed to drop his act and frantically searched for me. His burning, dark eyes fixed on me as he carried me home by force.
When I planned my escape, he turned into the perfect boyfriend, cooking porridge for me himself and caring for me in every way.
I gradually sank into the love he gave me.
If I hadn't opened my eyes while sleeping and seen him standing expressionless at my bedside, glaring at me, he might have kept up this happy charade...
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First-person narrator, me × a carefree, tsundere, persistent pursuer
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◎A first-person slice-of-life story (a light and fluffy little cake ≧▽≦)
◎Writing quality warning
◎A little melodramatic, a little pursuit-and-regret. Includes third-person flashbacks.
◎Both leads are good kids. Neither one abuses the other. May this sweet couple stay happy together forever.
Theme: Keep moving upward every day
