I attended my own funeral and it was such a novel experience.
Popular singer Li Youhe was found dead at home on the eve of the awards ceremony. The police ruled it a suicide.
The person who organized Li Youhe's funeral was her close friend for many years, but Li Youhe's family members never showed up.
Li Youhe, known as the singer of the times, had a large gathering of bigwigs at her funeral, but two high school students who had nothing to do with her suddenly appeared.
"Jiao Qingyue, go back."
They skipped classes, they are from the same school, they are deskmates, roommates, and...
Jiao Qingyue's eyes turned red and he turned to look at Nanzhou.
They are strangers now.
Jiao Qingyue is no longer Jiao Qingyue, Jiao Qingyue is Li Youhe after rebirth.
"She didn't commit suicide."
Jiao Qingyue repeated this "fact" recognized by the world in vain. She knew no one would believe it, but she still wanted to say it.
Nanzhou nodded, "I know."
Jiao Qingyue thought she was just comforting him.
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Jiao Qingyue lost part of her memory. She did not remember what happened before her death. She only knew that the award she was about to receive was very important to her.
All she knew was that she would not commit suicide.
But it was too difficult for Jiao Qingyue to find out the truth. No one would believe what she said. If she went to the police, she would probably mistakenly think that she had taken drugs.
Therefore, Jiao Qingyue had to try to stand closer to his former self.
She thought her obstacle was Jiao Qingyue's family and this society full of evil, but she never expected that Nanzhou would become her biggest obstacle.
She saw this person who was so beautiful in Jiao Qingyue's memory standing opposite her, "No matter what you say, I will do it."
Nanzhou smiled disdainfully, "Everyone is dead, is it still useful for you to do this?"
"The murderer is still on the loose, why is it useless!"
"But you also yearn for this death."
Jiao Qingyue frowned. She thought Nanzhou was crazy, but she suddenly realized after a moment, "Wait, who are you talking about...?"
"You, Li Youhe."
"You..."
Jiao Qingyue took a step back in shock. Just as he was about to retort, he heard Nan Zhou say, "The only one who can finish that song is Li Youhe, the real Li Youhe."
Jiao Qingyue knew which song she was talking about, the song that Li Youhe failed to complete before his death.
Jiao Qingyue wrote it.
"Only Li Youhe can write this song."
"The only one who can tell whether this song is true or false is Li Youhe."
"Li Youhe is the only one who can write two identical songs at the same time."
Li Youhe's style is so special that he can almost spot the fakeness at a glance.
The world's praise for Li Youhe is definitely not groundless or unfounded. Even if Li Youhe is dead, the only one who can fight against Li Youhe is herself.
They live in two different bodies, but they retain the same mind and soul.
Their memories are all incomplete, but they are all different. The only thing they have in common is that they have lost the memory of Li Youhe before his death.
They are the only two people in the world who do not believe that Li Youhe committed suicide, but Jiao Qingyue is still the only one who wants to find out the truth.
The two of them refused to give in to each other. They both wanted the other to succumb to themselves, but in the end they could only lose.
Purpose: Cherish life