On the Seventh Day After His Death, I Asked the Murderer to Kneel Down and Kill Him.

I died at midnight on Monday. On the first seven nights, the murderer was still refilling the incense at my door. He didn't know that the USB flash drive I sent had already reached the convenience store owner who had a crush on me. I thought the note "I owe you" Malatang was from him. It wasn't until I saw the words on the list that I realized that he was not the only one who really owed me.