Kirigakure Lamp Bearer

The person in Bei Ming's arms was as light as a feather, and the blood from his heart gurgled out, soaking into his black robe and his internal organs that had long been shattered. Nan Qiao died in the year when they loved each other the most. He could clearly feel her body temperature passing away little by little. Her originally white fingertips gradually turned blue, and her scent of medicine dissipated in the evening breeze. The voice that had just whispered in his ear, "Go and see the sea next year," could not even be heard at the moment. Only the unshed tears at the corners of his eyes were so hot that his bones ached. "Nan Qiao..." He opened his mouth, and his voice was hoarse, as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper. He held her tightly tightly, fearing that if he let go, she would turn into smoke and disperse... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.