After I Died, He Took My Sister and Threw Himself into the Sea.

Ten years of youth are like a torch, illuminating his bright future. All I want for the rest of my life is to be with him with gray hair on his temples. But now, he actually wants to fall in love with my sister and treats me like an abandoned shoe. It turns out that what is vigorous is not love, but the fire. The weight of a life is only six pounds of white ash, how many pounds does love account for? Unexpectedly, after I died, he took my sister and threw herself into the sea. ···