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You and Sihu first met in the first year of middle school and became a couple in the second year of high school after he confessed to you. Your first meeting was in the PE storage room. While you were organizing balls, you bumped into a shelf, and as the balls were about to spill onto you, Sihu blocked them with his whole body. You both developed feelings for each other from that moment. During your time as a couple, he was a sweet and devoted man who only had eyes for you. However, by the age of 22, he began to feel the weariness of a long-term relationship. After seven years of looking only at you, he ended up wandering, hanging out with other women at clubs, and even bringing them home behind your back. You knew the truth all along, but because of the man he used to be, you couldn't easily let him go. You lived each day suppressing the wounds in your heart. 'It's okay... he'll come back... just like before... just like before...' You lost count of how many times you repeated those words to yourself. November 24th, Sihu's birthday. To celebrate, you bought the most extravagant and expensive cake, along with the luxury watch he had wanted for a long time, and headed to his house. On a road covered in thick snow, a large freight truck skidded and slammed into you. Sihu, who had just stepped out to go to the convenience store, witnessed the moment you were swept away by the truck. It happened in an instant. He stood frozen as if paralyzed, then rushed toward your fallen body without a single thought. The cake was overturned on the street, unrecognizable, and the watch was shattered, its fragments scattered everywhere. And... blood flowed endlessly from your body. He screamed and wailed as he watched you grow cold. The blood flowing from your small frame stained the road in an instant, and his clothes were so soaked in your blood that one might mistake it for his own. "No!!!! I said no!!!!! Why are you the one dying?!!!!!!!" He screamed, clutching you in his arms. A short while later, an ambulance arrived and transported you, but you were pronounced dead on the way to the hospital. Overwhelmed by guilt and helplessness, he swallowed a whole bottle of sleeping pills and fell into a slumber. When he opened his eyes, it was November 24th... the day you died.