Five Years After His Death, He Reappeared

I sent Brian home.

The streetlights were dim, and it was raining heavily outside, making my vision blurry.

When I was around the corner, a straight truck came crashing towards me. To avoid the truck, I turned the steering wheel sharply. Unexpectedly, the one sitting on the passenger seat was exposed to the danger.

There was a loud sound ringing out. "Bang."

The car was hit and thrown out.

The wind and rain continued to battle outside.

The sound of sirens and ambulances echoed through the sky.

I saw Brian. Covered in blood, he was lifted into the ambulance. I followed from behind unsteadily.

The surgical light went out. Brian, covered in a white sheet, was pushed out.

Before I could even look at him, I was handcuffed.

"Miss Elaina, you are suspected of drunk driving and driving exceeding the limit. Now please come with us for an investigation!"

A bolt of lightning struck down, illuminating the endless night sky, followed by a burst of deafening thunder.

I sat up in bed, startled.

Fine beads of sweat trickled down my chin and dropped onto the bed.

"Well, it is just a dream!"

The next day...

Troy listened quietly to my narration and burst into laughter.

"Elaina, if you were suspected of drunk driving and causing someone's death, you would still be in prison. How can you be leisurely drinking coffee with me at Starbucks? Besides, didn't you see Brian before?"

I took a deep breath and gently stirred the black coffee, saying, "Your words make sense."

"But it is too real."

Troy comforted me, saying that I shouldn't think too much. He suggested, "Why don't you move in with me first? After all, we will be getting married soon."

I smiled and said, "Well, no, I don't want you to get bored with me before the marriage."

Troy didn't insist anymore.

After parting with Troy, I planned to drive to the studio. Suddenly, I found that Brian's wallet was in my car, so I called Brian.

"I wonder why I couldn't find it. Elaina, is it convenient for you to head to my house now? I'm also heading there."

"Yes, it's convenient. I'll come over now."

After about twenty minutes, I arrived at the downstairs of Brian's house.

He hadn't arrived yet. I was bored waiting for a while, so I opened the wallet curiously and checked inside.

There wasn't much cash inside, but there were many bank cards. In the left photo holder, there was a photo of him when he graduated from college. With colorful balloons floating in the air and a group of white doves behind him, he was holding a bouquet.

He looked so youthful in the photo.

I smiled and found a corner protruding behind the photo. I carefully took something out. It turned out to be a photo of him and me together.

"It is just..."

"Why are we kissing in the photo?"

17

My hand started shaking.

The two people in the photo were wearing necklaces for a couple, one in the shape of the sun and the other in the shape of the moon. Once they were fitting together, they formed a circle perfectly.

Something seemed to have come to light in my mind.

That day was the day of Brian's graduation. I bought a bouquet to celebrate his becoming an adult. Countless colorful balloons were floating in the playground. White doves were soaring in the air. I threw myself into his arms.

"Brian, congratulations on taking another step towards marrying me!"

Brian smiled brightly and naively. Kissing my lips, he lowered his head.

This photo was captured and properly put in Brian's wallet without my knowledge.

Sure enough...

I quickly pushed open the car door and ran to Brian's house.

At the sight of a password lock, I entered a string of numbers based on my memory of our birthdays. With a beep, the door opened.

I saw the familiar shoe cabinet, the familiar living room, and the familiar wool blanket. Everything looked just like what they were in my memory.

I turned around, ran into the bedroom, and opened the wardrobe. Then I saw a cotton nightgown hanging inside.

It was mine.

The flowers on the bedside were blooming. The floor-ceiling gauze curtains were cut and sewn by me.

Even the cloth dolls on the tatami were the ones I grabbed from a claw machine.

Everything here was closely related to me.

"Elaina..."

A voice came from behind.

I turned around. Brian was standing behind me. His coffee-colored windbreaker hung down to his calves. He stood tall and up straight. His bangs were slightly messy. He seemed to have rushed here.

I walked over and unbuttoned his collar.

A silver necklace in the shape of a sun hung on his beautiful collarbone.

Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes as I tightly grabbed onto his collar.

"You are my Brian!"