I don't know why God arranged for me to continue following Song Yuanlin after my death.

　　But the good news is that my figure has started to fade.

　　I am delighted that I can finally be free, but when I see Aqiu obediently eating, I feel reluctant.

　　The only thing in this world that is difficult to surpass is life and death.

　　Every minute of the countdown is torturous for me.

　　Before long, the hospital called and said my mom couldn't hold on.

　　The nurse said someone who claimed to be Ji Mingcheng came to see my mom and tearfully informed me of my death.

　　That afternoon, my mom's electrocardiogram became a straight line.

　　Multiple organ failure, incurable.

　　She lied in bed for eleven years, and now this person who gave me the most love and made me suffer the most hatred has reached her destined end.

　　I can't describe what it feels like in my heart, I just feel like there is no place for me to anchor in this world anymore.

　　I clenched my fist and then let go.

　　Busy all my life, but in the end, I didn't grasp anything.

　　I watched the doctor remove the machines, feeling my soul fade a little more.

　　As the caregiver packed things up, Song Yuanlin unexpectedly heard a piece of news.

　　The person who spread rumors about me being a mistress to a wealthy man turned out to be Ji Dahai and his son.

　　I remembered.

　　On the day of the incident, they came to ask me for money.

　　I refused to be taken advantage of, and Ji Dahai cursed at me downstairs.

　　Coincidentally, a drunk man passed by and after hearing his insults, he became murderous.

　　Later, Ji Mingcheng saw the man's portrait on TV and understood the cause and effect.

　　Feeling guilty, he came to confess to my mom.

　　I was infuriated and my eyes turned bloodshot.

　　But now, my physical body is destroyed, and the greatest revenge I can take is moving small stones to make them stumble on the road.

　　In the end, Song Yuanlin buried me and my mom together in the cemetery.

　　It's strange, such a big person, turned into ashes, yet there was only a small box.

　　Song Yuanlin was carving something on my tombstone.

　　He was carving it slowly, but I didn't have the patience to read it, so I turned my head to look around.

　　Then I saw a small grave next to mine.

　　"Beloved child, Song Nian." Song Nian...

　　I silently repeated this name.

　　Suddenly, my mind exploded.

　　I never knew that Song Yuanlin had named and erected a tombstone for that child.

　　He had never mentioned this to me before.

　　Just Song Nian.

　　Nian Nian.

　　When he named you, what was he thinking? The autumn wind blew, and withered leaves fluttered like butterflies.

　　Song Yuanlin stood alone in the wind, everything desolate in his sight.

　　I suddenly realized that there was no longer anyone he loved in this world.

　　He will be like me in the past.

　　In the long time, following memories of joy and sorrow, living alone.