Xiyanmeng

Inscription: She watched helplessly as the knife in her hand pierced his chest, and blood stained his front. Her ferocious face immediately became dull, and asked him: "Why don't you hide?" It became difficult for him to breathe, and when he opened his mouth, blood flowed out. "An'an, we will never see each other again." The knife stabbed accurately and hard. As soon as he said this, he fell on the grass. What he saw in his eyes was no longer the face he loved so much, but the endless blue sky. However, he did not see her face full of tears, nor did he see her hair turning gray overnight...