Although the darkness of life is as endless as the night, she still... Likes it so much, likes singing, and really likes those people shouting in the audience.
"Just bury the person here."
"Okay, let's bury it here. It's over, let's find a place to drink, hehe."
Next to them was a girl with an exquisite face and expensive clothes. The blood stains from her forehead to her chin told the misfortune of her master.
In the pit, feeling the falling sand, she woke up and opened her mouth slightly, "No, please, I don't want to die, I... Still want to sing, I still want to sing..."
However, the small and weak voice was covered up in the scattered dust and was never heard again, which seemed to indicate a future where the girl who would be buried would also be forgotten by people.
Her breathing became faster and faster, but she couldn't make a sound, and her eyes became darker and darker. "No, I don't want to die like this, let me sing, I want to sing, please, let me sing..." In the darkness, she shouted unwillingly, her voice filled with endless desire to sing.
"Okay, I'll let you sing." The voice in the darkness paused under her hopeful eyes, "But, I have conditions, as long as..."
When she opened her eyes again, everything had changed.