Dai'er had passed away. Xi Jin was ready to die alone, but the one who was encouraging him to remarry was Dai'er herself. The way he was feeling now, it was like she'd stabbed him in the deepest part of his heart.
"First Miss really said all of this. She also wrote a letter in blood and asked Miss to give it to you. But Miss did not do it. She even asked me to burn the letter, but I didn't. I decided to keep it."
Xi Jin received the fabric scroll, which the maid handed to him, and opened it with shaky hands. The blood-red words pierced his eyes. The letter's contents made his heart ache.
"Brother Jin, I am already sick beyond any cure. I will not be able to hold on until we can meet one last time, so I only beg you to help me take care of Ya'er. She is so kind, and loves you so much. Please, Brother Jin, marry her. Protect her, dote on her, love her, and trust her for the rest of your life.
