The world still loves to play jokes.
I am already dead.
But she opened her eyes again.
I don't know if it couldn't bear to see me free, or if it wanted to punish my failure in this way, but whatever the reason, it seems to have succeeded in making me suffer.
It took me a while to come to my senses and realize my situation: I had become a ghost.
And now, I am in Sunshine Park, in front of my grave.
Unlike when I was alive, Sunshine Park is now decorated in a grand and festive manner. My grave, on the other hand, is covered with a red cloth, and a table is placed in front of the tombstone with a photo of me and Song Qingrong on it—a photo we took in Xitang.
Gravesites, wedding photos, and...
I looked at Song Qingrong, who was standing in front of my grave in a red wedding dress, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. I tried to walk over, and as a soul, I was instantly by her side. But the moment I touched her, I passed right through her.
This forced me to accept reality.
In the end, this state is death.
Looking at Song Qingrong, who was feigning stubbornness but whose eyes were already streaked with tears, I sighed, "How could you be so foolish?"
"Didn't I say that you should forget me after I die?"
"Even if you're going to get married, don't marry a dead person."
"Do you really enjoy doing the opposite of what I do?"
But Song Qingrong couldn't hear my voice.
At this moment, she looked at the emcee beside her and said in a tearful voice, "Please, begin."
The emcee's face was also filled with complex emotions at this moment.
Clearly, he may never have experienced anything like this in his career: organizing a wedding for a living person and a dead person.
There were no guests, only the bride and her family.
The emcee nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and then announced loudly into the microphone, "The auspicious time has arrived!"
"Please have both sets of parents seated..."
The next moment, Song's mother sat in the high seat.
The places that should have been my parents' were empty. After I lost all ties with the Xu family, I was all alone in this world. I didn't feel much of a sense of loss when I was alive, but seeing this scene with my own eyes at this moment, I suddenly felt an indescribable sadness.
So, the soul can have feelings too?
I gave a bitter smile, wanting to leave for the time being. I didn't want to watch any longer because I couldn't stop what was about to happen. If I continued to watch, I would only feel more pain.
However, after taking only a few steps, I suddenly felt a strange force, and the next moment I felt dizzy. When I came to my senses, I was back beside Song Qingrong.
That's when I realized that I... couldn't seem to stay away from her.
"Is this the punishment you gave me?" I looked up at the sky, which was dark and gloomy, with dark clouds gathering and thunder rumbling intermittently, as if to say... Yes, this is your punishment.
I resignedly sat on my own grave, watching Song Qingrong hold my portrait and conduct the wedding ceremony under the master of ceremonies' voices.
When it came to the part where the couple bowed to each other, I subconsciously stood up.
At that moment, Song Qingrong turned around and faced my grave.
Although she was holding my portrait in her hands, she was still looking at my grave at this moment. After a while, she said, "Xu Ruo, you said you liked Chinese weddings."
"Then I'll marry you like this."
"you……"
Did you see that?
"I saw it." I took a deep breath and forced a smile. "I saw everything..."
"But why bother?"
I felt a pang of heartache. "I would rather see you marry someone who only has eyes for you, than someone like me who is already dead."
Why would you be so foolish?
"You must be saying I'm stupid, right?" Suddenly, Song Qingrong burst into laughter through her tears, "I also think I'm pretty stupid, but... I just want to marry you."
“I had already married you once when we were in Xitang.”
"But if you didn't notice, then it doesn't count."
"So now, I'm marrying you again."
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