When I Die, I Will Still Protect You

　　Gavin Horne said he would marry me.

　　I died two hours before he married my best friend, Scarlett Reid.

　　When my corpse was discovered, it had rotted and reeked.

　　I saw him holding me in his arms and crying. Then he slapped Scarlett.

　　In a few days, he died too...

　　...

　　Floating in mid-air, I saw the Personification of Death appear in front of me.

　　Per him, I was with grievance either alive or dead, and he couldn't take me away.

　　Then he asked me who I hated most.

　　"The one I hate the most?"

　　I thought for a moment, wondering what it felt like to hate someone.

　　My words rendered the Personification of Death speechless.

　　I said honestly, "I can't remember anything."

　　I lowered my head and looked down at a stinking ditch. Stretching out my fingers, I tried to squeeze the trash away from the ditch, but my fingers passed through it.

　　I glanced at my transparent fingers.

　　Oh, I remembered one thing. I was dead.

　　Before leaving, Personification of Death gave me a pen and a piece of paper. Per him, when I remembered who I hated the most, I would write down the name of the person on it.

　　If the one I hated the most went to hell, I could clear the injustice and go to heaven.

　　I agreed.

　　Then I was sent to the one who hated me the most.

　　It was Gavin.

　　A name popped up behind him.

　　It was Scarlett Bradford.

　　There were two hours to go before Gavin and Scarlett got married.

　　I floated to the front of Gavin and found that he was indeed good-looking. His facial features were delicate, but he was too thin.

　　Then I looked at his cell phone screen.

　　He was sending a WhatsApp message to someone named Jack.

　　"Did she say anything?"

　　Then he withdrew.

　　Then he sent another message, “Tell her that I'm getting married soon.”

　　Then he recalled it.

　　I was confused.

　　I wondered why he had done so.

　　In the end, he sent a message, which read, "Tell her that I'll be back tonight."

　　After that, he muted his cell phone, got up, and went out without tidying up his wrinkled suit.

　　I wondered why such a good-looking man hated me so much. I dared not get close to him.

　　I floated above the wedding venue and looked down at the pure blue avenue.

　　Memories flashed through my mind.

　　Gavin was sitting by a river in his school uniform, leaning against a girl. The girl pulled him to face the river surface to take a look at their faces.

　　Looking at the face of the girl in the river, he said gently, "What kind of wedding do you want?"

　　The girl had a high ponytail and looked cute when she smiled. She said, "What's up? Do you want to propose to me?"

　　He pursed his lips and agreed in a low voice.

　　The girl blushed, but she gracefully envisaged the wedding she wanted in the future.

　　Blue roses should be all over the whole venue. She wanted a white wedding dress with a long tail and a dripping diamond necklace representing love.

　　Gavin said, "I'll remember it."

　　He promised firmly and resolutely as if he would mean his words.

　　I thought he would keep his word. After all, there was a red cherry hairband tied around Gavin's wrist, which was just like the one on the girl's head. What a little romantic scene.

　　But... what the girl wanted at her wedding was all ready.

　　But the bride was not her. It was Scarlett.

　　Scarlett held Gavin's arm.

　　The two of them stood side by side in the center amid the blessings and cheers from the crowd.

　　They looked at each other and said expressionlessly, "I love you." "I do."

　　The wedding was over.

　　Gavin couldn't wait to leave Scarlett behind and go backstage to pick up his cell phone.