"Look at the prosperous world for me..." Zhu Songqing struggled to spell out a sentence
Qiao He hugged her and kept shaking his head, tears streaming down his face. "Get up! I want you to see for yourself!"
"It's so nice to see you one last time..." Zhu Songqing smiled and closed her eyes, and never opened them again.
Intention: Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather.
