Summer, Seven Days Spent with an Angel

After a car accident, Ruo Jiuli saw an angel.

White wings, a halo above her head, golden eyes.

"You have only seven days left to live."

The angel said so with certainty.

Summer sunlight fell on the pristine wings, white as a bird's.

Squinting against the dazzling light, Ruo Jiuli narrowed her eyes.

Seven days, huh...

If I can spend them with you, Miss Angel...

How much of what I've forgotten can I still find again?

(Short story)