Seven Stories Before Death

He chased a girl and got off the wrong platform. Forty years later, Death sat by his bedside, listened to this story, and decided not to take him away. A retired Chinese teacher, his life was as ordinary as water, and even the "happiest moment in life" was graded C. The God of Death came to reap the harvest, but he said: "Give me seven days, tell a story every day, and you will take me away later." Death agreed. —And then the story started to bite back. On the first day, he talked about the girl he missed. Death wrote "Quality is acceptable" in his notebook. The next day, he talked about the veterans who guarded the empty tomb. Death crossed out the poem he had written on the manual. On the third day, he talked about the tailor's daughter. For the first time, Death wanted to pour water - Death didn't need to drink water. The fourth day, the fifth day, the sixth day... It wasn't until the seventh day that he told the last story - about himself. You thought he missed out on life because of hesitation. You are wrong. He gave chase. He got out of the car. He just ran to the wrong station. This story will remind you: those regrets you think are actually the deepest mercy of fate. There are twelve twists and turns in this book that will make you take a breath of cold air, some humor that will make you laugh out loud, and some that will make you silent in the middle of the night. It writes about how a god of death was changed by a mortal, and even more - All the "wrong platforms" we experience in this life are actually pushing another person to another platform. If you have ever had a back figure that you have not chased after, if you have ever asked yourself "what if" late one night - Please open this book. It will tell you: that "if", you have already become the answer.