"Sister Ning, can you promise me one thing?" The pale-faced young man in the pale ward was lying on the bed with an indescribably calm voice.
"You said, I will help you with anything I can do." The woman at the bedside held the young man's hand with unspeakable love in her eyes.
"After I die, my body will be cremated and my ashes will be scattered in Yuchi Lake under Yunling Peak." The young man looked at the ceiling with a little happy memory on his face.
"Xiaojin!!" After hearing this, Sister Ning couldn't hold back her tears anymore and clutched his hand tightly.
"My home will always be Yuchi Lake, not that place. Sister Ning, can you promise me?" The young man has run out of gas and is as dry as a thread.
"I... I promise you" Sister Ning replied with a choked voice.
After hearing Sister Ning's answer, the young man's face shone with a faint light of happiness and he passed away peacefully.
"Xiaojin Xiaojin..." Sister Ning's mournful screams were recalled in the empty ward.