When I Die, I Will Still Protect You

　　In particular, various voices calling Vivian Young were floating in my mind, as well as... Gavin's.

　　He called Vivian Young gently.

　　He whispered, "Vivian."

　　I looked at the two silent people in the car and thought to myself.

　　"How come the way Gavin called out to Vivian changed now?"

　　"Why did Gavin marry Scarlett?"

　　I followed the car back to the wedding room of Gavin and Scarlett. At midnight, I floated to the room of Scarlett, which was a wall away from Gavin's.

　　She was crying in a low voice.

　　"I regret it. I shouldn't have fallen in love with him."

　　I floated over. She looked at a girl in a photo in a daze.

　　It was the girl by the river, Vivian, who loved to laugh.

　　She stood with Scarlett and made a heart-shaped gesture with her hand on Scarlett's head.

　　"Vivian." Scarlett touched Vivian's photo and muttered, "I'm sorry."

　　I wanted to ask her if it was because she married the boyfriend of her best friend.

　　There was nothing to be sorry about. Marriage was a personal matter.

　　But I couldn't say it. I lowered my head to look at my transparent hands.

　　I was dead.

　　In the evening, I floated beside the sleeping Gavin and saw him tightly clench his cell phone. As it vibrated, Gavin woke up, sat up, and asked, "Have you found her?"

　　Jack said he didn't.

　　He was so angry that he almost crushed his teeth. Then he pulled his messy hair and muttered, "Where did she go?"

　　Jack said that he would continue to look for me.

　　Gavin waited in the wedding room for three days.

　　He and Scarlett had dinner together and said good night to each other politely. As usual, he was up all night.

　　I floated above him and waved my hands in front of his eyes. He only blinked once in a long time. Well, if it went on like this, he would die suddenly.

　　He was up until dawn.

　　The next night, he took two sleeping pills, but he still couldn't sleep well. He loosened his grip on the cell phone.

　　Then he woke up and called Jack, saying, "Have you found her?"

　　"No, I've searched all the places I can find. Mr. Horne... Miss Young may have had an accident."

　　The cell phone slipped out of Gavin's hands and fell to the ground with a click.

　　Gavin went out of the wedding room and drove to a villa in the suburbs.

　　It was all withered, and there was no green around. The top of the villa was covered with a large area of dark tree shade, rendering it quite gloomy.

　　I floated around the villa and suddenly thought of the flowers all over the place and two chubby Garfield cats outside their wedding house.

　　For some reason, I knew that Vivian would like Scarlett's villa.

　　This secluded house in front wasn't Vivian's thing.

　　I followed Gavin into the house.

　　He rummaged through the surroundings frantically.

　　He took out a photo from under a pillow.

　　I floated over to take a look.

　　It was the young Gavin, a middle-aged couple who were smiling, and... a young girl, who was Vivian. They were all smiling happily.

　　The photo wasn't framed. The corners were rolled up as if someone had touched it many times.

　　Gavin was silent. I looked at his face and wanted to blurt out something.

　　"Dad, Mom."

　　But I couldn't say it.

　　Gavin sat down by the bed with the photo and muttered, "This is my parents, not yours."

　　As he spoke, he tore off Vivian's smiling face and threw it to the ground. Then, he put the remaining half of the photos of him and his parents into his pocket.

　　Gavin sat in the villa till dusk and asked a man in black, "Have you found her?" Jack was here.