"Rongrong, do you remember? You said you'd be my bridesmaid. Your sister is getting married in two days. How can you break your promise? I'm about to be happy, but what about you? How is it in the cold underground? Why couldn't you be a bit braver, Rongrong..."
Qin Yucen called out her name, lowering her lashes in sorrow, and her fingertips were tinged with coldness. She was deeply mired in guilt... yet never noticed a shadow approaching. When she turned, her body was restrained, her mouth and nose were covered, and just before she lost consciousness, she heard an ice-cold and piercing voice: "No matter how you call out, she can't hear you, and she'll never come back..."
Qin Yucen's fingertips curled up, her pupils dilated, and then her body went limp as she fell into unconsciousness, surrounded tightly by darkness.
She was carried away by someone, leaving the cemetery silently.
