I Loved a Dead Man, So I Don't Deserve Happiness

"I dreamed of A-Zhan. Gardenias were blooming all over him," I told my fiance. After a long silence, he asked, "Do you still want to marry me?" I shook my head, tears falling onto the back of my hand. He wasn't angry. He gently wiped my tears away. "Then don't marry me. Go do what you want to do." Suddenly, I felt that no matter how many times the gardenias bloomed and withered, I could never repay him for what I owed him in this lifetime.