Under the abyss, the man carried the girl covered in blood on his back and climbed up step by step on the rocks.
"If I die, can you promise me one thing?"
"Can't."
"..."
"You'd better not speak, there's no way I can promise you."
The girl said firmly, "You will."
"Heh."
"Qingdai and I grew up together and are like sisters. You accept her as your adopted sister and choose a good marriage for her."
"No!"
After a long time, the girl asked softly, "Will you miss me?"
"No."
The girl coughed up a mouthful of blood and looked around at the green mountains and green waters.
"Ayu, this was my name before I was six years old. After you go up there, set up a tomb for me here. Don't write anything except Ayu."
"..."
"If you are free, come and see me often."
"I don't..."
The girl hugged the man tightly, "Wei Beiming, I can't let you go!"
Wei Beiming stopped, his neck felt hot and wet.
Purpose: Survival in troubled times