Listening to Three Strings Beyond Huizhou

I was killed by the third and fourth siblings, yet in my dream I saw my eldest sister and the third sibling laughing so happily. What happened after I died?

The third sibling seemed so carefree before dying, yet there was a hint of reluctance. Were those words meant to unsettle me, or persuade me to come back to life?

There are no winners.

Even the lonely, endless night can become sustenance.