I know that my death was not unjust because I did too many wrong things and hurt too many people.
But I died so miserably that I couldn't bear to take this breath.
Chi Mu Nian poured the poisoned wine into my mouth with his own hands. I don't know how many hands pulled my clothes. I only remember that Chi Mu Nian had his arms around Xu Qiuyue's waist, like a shameless couple.
I was trampled and ravaged by a group of people until I died.
Perhaps because of this tone, I turned into an innocent ghost, gathering in front of the grave and refusing to disperse for a long time.
I resent, I hate, I regret. Until his appearance pulled me out of my resentment and some sense.
On the first day, he held a jar of wine and stroked my tombstone. He refused to say a word and just drank it to himself. After finishing the wine, he began to shed tears, sob, and howl.
The next day, he still looked at my tombstone and refused to speak. He just stared at it stupidly without moving.
On the third day, he finally spoke, told me not to be afraid, and then left without looking back.
On the fourth day, he didn't come again. I laughed at myself for still trusting a man, and I didn't know how I could be freed.
On the fifth day, he was covered in blood and holding a long sword, like a yaksha from hell. He said, The whole Chi family was buried with me. What he was holding in his hand was Chi Mu Nian's head.
On the sixth day, he murmured to himself, all he talked about was his friendship for me, but I didn't know anything about it. After that, he drew his sword and killed himself, asking me to wait for him.
On the seventh day, I no longer resented him, I just wanted him to live and not do stupid things for me.
If there is an afterlife, if we can meet again, I will run to him at all costs.
Very nice [sending heart]