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.

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After I died, I watched helplessly as Shen Xing held my body in his arms and dragged it away from that place that had made me so miserable.

Clearly, I had left my body and could no longer feel temperature, but when Shen Xing held my broken and unrecognizable body, I still felt a trace of warmth.

I didn't know when he had come to City A, and he hadn't told me when he arrived.

What a pity we couldn't have a proper meeting—instead, we met in such an uncomfortable way for me.

Looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, at Shen Xing's red-rimmed eyes, I felt a strange ache in my heart.

After I got into the car accident and Shen Xing carried me home, I could move freely for the first two days. But on the third day, I couldn't help but drift over to Pei Xiuzhi's side.

He and Zhang Yaoyao were so caught up in each other that they didn't even notice I hadn't contacted him for three days.

One of his friends, drunk, asked if I was still angry.

I sat in the corner, watching Pei Xiuzhi frown tightly and say impatiently,

"What does she have to be angry about? Every penny she spends on food, drinks, and clothes now is mine. What more could she want?"

Zhang Yaoyao looked at Pei Xiuzhi with a smile and handed him a drink.

It wasn't the first time I'd heard Pei Xiuzhi speak of me with such disdain, but my heart still couldn't help but twist with bitterness.

That indescribable sense of suffering washed over me wave after wave, threatening to drown me.

Zhang Yaoyao giggled and leaned into Pei Xiuzhi's arms.

Pei Xiuzhi looked like he only cared about the new love and forgot the old—such a sight really hurt me.

But now, as he wished, I couldn't spend his money anymore, nor would I bother him by his side. Yet somehow, there was still a faint sadness in my heart.