Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"Do you still remember the wish you owed me? You promised me... No matter what I say, you will promise... and you will do it for me..."

She spoke softly, almost breaking her voice at one point.

Intermittently, the breath sound is weak and unstable, but still persisting and persisting to the end.

Her teeth were chattering, and the tears in the corners of her eyes soaked her eyelashes bit by bit, dizzy, and dyed her eyes red. She tried hard to raise the corners of her mouth and smiled, tremblingly.

"When you asked me what I wanted, I said... I haven't decided yet..."

"Now, I've thought about it..."

"Three...three wishes...you owe me..."

Warm tears fell gently, sliding down her pale and cold cheeks. She smiled softly and relieved, and every word in her voice was filled with him, everything about him, and only him.

"I hope... your answer... now... can be changed to the world..."

"I hope... you can live well... live... never... never... harm yourself... even half a bit..."

"I...I hope...you can be happy...even...even if...I'm not here...you...you can be...happy...happy...until you grow old..."

"Three wishes...you owe me..."

"I want you... to promise me... to keep your word... to do it... and never... to break it..."

Not in a requesting tone, but...a request made with all his strength.

She was ordering him - asking him to promise it herself.

Quietly, the person holding her was silent for a long time.

Holding her hand tightly, at this time, he was completely hypothermic.

Quiet, too quiet...

Yun Si couldn't raise her head to look at his expression at this moment, because she was too tired - pain, cold, dizziness, vomiting... At this moment, all the pain disappeared.

The pain was gone, she just felt sleepy and had no strength.

She was too sleepy and her eyelids were heavy, as if they were filled with heavy lead. She couldn't open her eyes, even if she tried hard.

All he knew was that his consciousness was being swallowed by darkness, and his body... was disappearing bit by bit.

The warm sunshine could no longer be felt, the gentle breeze had stopped, and everything around her had nothing to do with her.

She was sinking, bit by bit, being pulled forcefully into the endless darkness.

Only the breath she had been holding in was supporting her and telling her to persevere - she was waiting, waiting for the promise he made personally.

"Promise me...promise...promise...me..."

"Please...promise...to me..."

With a violently choked cry and a weak, silky voice, she closed her eyes, her moist eyelashes trembling, and bitter tears fell, falling on the back of his hand, which he had endured until the veins were bulging and the knuckles turned white——

"Please...promise me..."

He didn't answer, so she held on to that tone and tried her best.

One drop, two drops, three drops... warm tears hit his hands, like a knife piercing his heart. He clenched his fists tightly, and his nails were almost embedded in his flesh. , pricking the palm of his hand until it was bloody and bloody.

For a long time.

For as long as the universe has ever seen, so long that there seems to be no end...

After a long silence, the big hand that was no longer warm finally let go, raised it, and gently, with endless pity, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Okay." He croaked in her ear.

Still gentle, still considerate, still treating her the same way as before, calm, restrained, and kindly giving her the answer she wanted.

She was cruel—to him, she had always been.