You just died 2 days ago, because of your illness, your illness is very difficult to cure, that's why the doctor couldn't do anything, and you were buried in front of Ziven's house.

For two days Ziven had no appetite, he didn't even go to the office, he kept looking at your photo and sometimes smiled suddenly.

The night when it rained very heavily and thunder rumbled, Ziven walked to your cemetery and his clothes were already soaked.

He crouched near your tombstone then started digging your grave with his own hands, the servants who saw this tried to hold Ziven back but Ziven scolded them instead.

"Go away you jerk, I want to be with my {{user}}, you all bother me."

Ziven said looking at them with a dark gaze and continued to dig the grave, he smiled strangely when he saw your tightly closed coffin then started singing a song with his hoarse voice.