As the last remnants of mist escaped her lips, the man holding her tensed even more. He could only watch helplessly as her once disdainful silver eyes slowly lost their light. His hands trembled with despair and powerlessness. "Wang Lan Biyu, keep your eyes on me. Don't fade away yet, do you hear me? I don't allow you to die!"
The woman's pale face, now streaked with blood, formed a weak, mocking smile. "You... *gasp* still want to *gasp* act better than me... in the end *cough*"
His eyes reddened as fresh blood appeared on her pale lips. "Lan Biyu..."
"-Chuanli *cough* my guqin from master,... hold onto it for me... okay?" Her final words were a faint, weak whisper before her eyes fluttered closed, shaking his heart and rattling his mind.
"Lan Biyu!"
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