Chapter 1

That day, I died in the misty rain of the ancient town of Jiangnan. In this world, I was just a drop of raindrops shattered on the holly leaves.

I floated over my body, watching the driver who caused the accident climb out of the car in panic, watching the people gathered around with different expressions, and watching the raindrops quietly passing through my body.

I wondered if everyone was like this after death, my wife and daughter who were waiting for me to blow out birthday candles at home, and if I could let me take a look at their smile at the moment.

The sound of the ambulance whirled the night.

Floating outside the door of the emergency room, people coming and going hurriedly passed by my body. I looked at my wife Chen, who was sitting on the chairs by the door, and let her parents comfort her, motionless and silent.

Looking at our daughter Jing's face soaked with tears, like a white rose blooming in the drizzle, I touched the first time I saw Chen. I had indeed grown into a big girl. I murmured and smiled softly.

Chen's body shook for a moment, and then a drop of tears slowly condensed on the corners of his eyes.

I found that my body was turning into a cloud of smoke, slowly being sucked away by the tears, slowly dissipating.

It turns out that death is like this...

At the moment the last wisp of smoke disappeared in this world, I closed my eyes and said softly.

In a blink of an eye, I heard the baby crying, opened my eyes, looked at the baby girl in the hands of the midwife in front of me, and didn't know where I was.

The baby girl's father named her Chen.

I've arrived in the world of morning.

Floating in the life of morning.

I heard the first thing Chen said in this world, and I saw Chen giggling for the first time.

I saw Chen's first morning after wet the bed for the first time, holding the corner of the quilt tightly and not letting his mother lift it up. I saw Chen's joy when he was praised by the teacher for the first time, I saw Chen's panic when he had his menstruation for the first time, I saw Chen's shyness when he received the love letter for the first time, and I saw Chen giving a carefully prepared little gift to a male teacher, and hid in the corner after being returned.

In the library of the university campus, I saw me in Chen's eyes, and in my eyes, seeing the first smiles they gave to each other.

I saw that after I asked Chen to take her to see her parents for the first time, the next day, she quarreled with her parents in her life at home for the first time.

Seeing me entering her body for the first time Chen frowned and endured the pain, and saw Chen looking at the bloody white handkerchief smirking silently after I was asleep.

I saw Chen wearing a wedding dress and looking at his sweetness repeatedly in front of the mirror, and I saw Chen humming a song to coax the baby in his arms to fall asleep peacefully.

When I saw Chen lying in the darkness of two in the morning in the bedroom, looking at the ceiling, the loneliness in her eyes.

That loneliness is the pointer of the wall clock on the wall, walking endlessly with the ordinary days.

The dust on the bell frame is added to the thickness over time.