Chapter 1

Chapter 1

When I died, the wedding was just reaching its liveliest moment.

My fiancé, Lu Yanchen, was holding the hand of my dear elder sister, Shen Peizhi, solemnly making his vows.

In this life, whether in poverty or wealth, in sickness or in health, he would stand by her side, never to part…

This should have been my wedding.

Now, I could only drift above the ceremony as a Drifting Ghost.

Watching from the sidelines as my dear sister stole my identity and married the man I loved.

My gaze fell upon Lu Yanchen.

He was strikingly handsome, tall and long-legged, but his cold demeanor kept strangers at a distance.

What I never expected was that such a cool and detached man would quietly blush at the tips of his ears the moment he said, “I do.”

And my dear sister, dressed in a wedding gown as pure white as snow, gazed up at him with utter infatuation.

Her eyes were shy and tender.

As if it were she, Shen Peizhi, who had adored Lu Yanchen passionately all these years.

And not I, Nan Yu.

I stood at the edge of the stage, watching them bathed in flowers and applause, making the most solemn vows for their future.

While my own corpse lay curled up in endless darkness at that very moment.

Beneath me, blood wound in trails.

Like a flower that had bloomed to its fullest and now lay withered.

I had thought my heart had grown cold and hard enough to withstand all the frost and storms of the world.

Yet when I saw them kiss, my heart still wrenched with relentless pain.

The hall was filled with festive joy and laughter-they were the center of all eyes.

I alone was the one who did not belong.

Not wanting to watch any longer, I turned to leave.

But after just a few steps, I was yanked back by an immense force.

Only then, belatedly, did I sense something was wrong.

Logically, after death, the soul leaves the body and either dissipates into the void or enters Reincarnation.

But since I was already dead, why could I still “live” in this form?

Unconvinced, I drifted toward the exit again.

I tried dozens of times, but could never reach any exit, only ending up bruised and aching all over.

Since I had no choice, I decided to accept my circumstances, found an empty corner, and sat down cross-legged.

Quietly waiting for the Ox-Head and Horse-Face to come claim my soul.

However, instead of the Ox-Head and Horse-Face, my dear sister pulled me straight into the dressing room.

I watched her take off the white wedding dress and change into a crimson reception gown.

Then I followed her back to the banquet hall, watching her cling to Lu Yanchen’s arm as they went from table to table, toasting with the guests.

Only then did I understand-I had been bound to my dear sister through a Binding.

When I was alive, she had already turned my life into a complete mess.

Now, even in death, I was still entangled with her.

I lowered my eyes, unsure whether to laugh or to cry.