Short Romantic Love Story 1

Once, during dinner, the girl suddenly asked the boy, “If I died one day, would you marry another woman?” The boy said, “Oh… maybe I would! I’d have to wait until you actually died to say for sure.” The girl got angry and said, “Do you dislike me that much?”

The boy walked over, picked her up, and said, “Silly girl, I promised you I wouldn’t lie to you. If I said I wouldn’t remarry but then did, wouldn’t that be lying to you?” The girl smiled happily, nestled in his arms, and said, “Alright! Even if you did remarry, I wouldn’t blame you. I will always love you.”

Little did they imagine that just ten days after that dinner, the girl would really be separated from the boy by death. The girl died in a car accident, everything happened so suddenly. She had been planning a vacation with him. The car came speeding out of nowhere.

She didn’t suffer; she lost consciousness in an instant. After she died, she felt people lifting her onto an ambulance. She found it amusing because she knew it was unnecessary.

When she realized she was dead and her soul had left her body, she wasn’t very sad because she had no friends, only the boy in her life. As long as she could see him, she was happy.

She walked home, passing through walls, and went back to their house. She wandered around the house, seeing so many gifts the boy had given her. Tears fell, and she realized that even in death, she could cry. She sighed and lay down on their bed, eventually falling asleep.

When she woke up, it was dark. She felt a chill and complained in her heart that the boy had forgotten to cover her with a blanket. Just as she was about to get up and complain, she remembered she was dead. She had disappeared from his life forever. She sighed again.

Then she got up and started looking for him around the house, finally finding him in the bathroom. He was slumped over the bathtub, the room reeked of alcohol, and he had vomited all over the floor. She pinched her nose, squatted down, and saw his face covered in tear stains, his eyes swollen.

Oh my! Her boy had always been so strong; it was the first time she saw him cry so sadly. Her heart ached. She tried to pull him up, but her hand passed through his body. She tried again and again until she fell down! For the first time, she realized how powerless she was. She slowly dragged herself to kiss his lips gently and then sat beside him.

There was nothing else she could do. He moved his mouth in his sleep, muttering, “Don’t go, don’t go…” She knew he was talking in his sleep, but she still said in her heart: Silly boy, I love you so much, how could I leave you…

Six months later, nothing in the house had changed. Life gradually returned to normal; he went to work on time but no longer smiled and often worked late into the night at home. She stayed with him in another way.

Until one day, a strange woman entered their home. This woman was beautiful, with long straight hair and dressed very sexy, emitting a faint, pleasant perfume scent.

The girl looked down at her own doll dress and bunny slippers, realizing she looked like a child. In these six months, the boy she loved had become so outstanding! The dead girl realized she no longer matched him!

The strange woman helped him make dinner, but he never spoke to her. The woman spoke occasionally, but he never replied. Finally, during dinner, the woman spoke, “Xi, I really like you! Hasn’t she been gone for a long time? Are you going to stay in this house alone forever?

Please accept me. I will love you just like she did.” He still didn’t speak, his eyes quietly looking at the girl’s photo on the wall. She saw everything, but he would never see her again. The woman spoke again, “Xi, I begged you so many times to have this dinner with you, and you won’t say anything, just send me away? Why are you so cold to everyone?” She started to cry.

Finally, he spoke, “Ting, do you find this dish too bland? She told me not to use too much salt, so I didn’t dare to. She made this dish so well, and every time she did, she would feed me herself.

Do you like this little wooden table? She and I bought it together. And she loved to drop her chopsticks while eating, always yelling for me to get her new ones, so naughty. Once, during a barbecue, she accidentally ate a hot pepper and insisted I buy her a specific brand of mineral water. She wouldn’t drink any other. I searched for a long time.

Haha… Once, she tried to surprise me by making breakfast at 5 am but ended up burning everything because she was watching TV. That silly girl…” He rambled on for half an hour about their past.

Finally, the woman stood up, “Xi, I understand.” She left in tears. The girl realized how well he remembered every detail of their life together and cried again.

He slowly walked to her photo frame, gently stroking her face in the picture, again and again… Soon, he was crying loudly. He said to her photo, “Girl, why did you leave me so soon? How could you abandon me? I have so much to tell you, so much I haven’t done for you. I know I wasn’t good enough before, and I want to make it up to you.”

He continued crying, “Dear, you know? In these two years, Ting is the fourth woman to say she likes me. I’m scared, so scared I’ll give in one day. So scared you’ll blame me. So scared of seeing you cry, even in my dreams. Dear, you once asked me a question. I’ll answer you now. If you died, I wouldn’t marry another woman.” He cried until he fell asleep, tears still on his face.

She realized that in death, not only could she cry, but she could feel pain—a pain more intense and heart-wrenching than anything in life: the heartache of death.

Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys