After I Died, She Couldn't Move On from Our Love Gone Stale

The day Wen Jingyu’s company went public marked our eighth year together. The people who had once called me a lovesick fool changed their tune one after another.

Then Wen Jingyu heard that Zhou Cheng was coming back to China and accidentally dropped her wineglass. In that moment, I understood. She’d once said she’d cling to me for the rest of her life, but I would never be the man she wanted to marry. Fortunately, I wanted to give her what she wished for, so we could owe each other nothing.

That was, until the day I died. Wen Jingyu was devastated. She wept as she knelt and climbed three thousand steps, begging for me to wake up and look at her one more time.