"For this promise, I've waited for so many years, so many, many years..."
Qingqing couldn't help but start to sob as she spoke, tears once again filling her eyes.
"You haven't had the chance to take me to see the lanterns, so please don't die, alright?"
Chu Xuan naturally did not respond, so Qingqing laid him gently on the ground, softly caressing his cheek, and said in a whisper:
"Later, you took me to watch a play, it was the 'Record of the Sea of Evil', about a little nun and a little monk secretly leaving the Buddhist temple, breaking the monastic laws."
"The song you taught me, I still remember it even now."
"I asked you about the ending of the play, and you said it was lost long ago, now only the titles remain, called 'Fate of Death and Life Difficult to Escape Mount Tai' and 'The Netherworld has issued a ticket to summon people.'"
