"In the heavens, I wish to be a Biyi Bird; on earth, to be twin branches."
"This life cannot bind us as husband and wife; may the next life continue our destined love."
"Dying today, may we meet again someday."
This letter held only these few words, just three sentences, yet they captured this woman's entire lifetime.
Gu Qing also saw it, able only to acknowledge that many things are beyond one's control, true lovers ultimately separated.
Ling Tianyu placed the letter back in the envelope and looked at the object the woman was holding in her abdomen before slowly opening it and picking it up.
"A lock of hair," Gu Qing observed.
Ling Tianyu examined it closely; it was a man's hair, seemingly the only thing he left behind for her—she was an impassioned woman.
Alas, they could not be together.
"Master, look inside this coffin, there are many daily items," Gu Qing noted, gazing at the things placed beside the corpse.
