On the seventh day after my death, Pei Xiuzhi finally remembered to call me.
But the first thing he said was, "Jiang Yu, have you made enough trouble? Can't you be more magnanimous? I just felt sorry for Yaoyao's hard life and wanted to help her. Why are you always so unreasonable?"
But the only response to him was dead silence. From the other end of the line, a man's low voice muttered, "Jiang Yu, is this the man you liked? He's not much. Someone like him is totally unworthy of you."
Then, I watched him pick up a knife and walk out the door.