"Sev, promise me. No matter what, you must not involve Isa. I don't want her to know all of this..."
Time seemed to stand still. There was no movement at all, only the whistling of the wind.
"Ahem..." The woman in the dark seemed to be seriously injured. But through the moonlight, you can still see her pale and weak hand holding the man's robe.
"Nair, please. You are the only one I can rely on. Please... Please..." The woman's voice gradually dropped, but the hand still held on unyieldingly.
After a long time, the man snorted. Then he nodded stiffly, "Okay... Okay"
The moonlight reflected on the woman's pale face, and she smiled. The expression is very scary. But her youthful beauty can still be seen from that smile. After a while, the hand slowly dropped.
The man buried the woman and left.
The woods returned to their usual silence.