Chapter 202 (1/2)

I didn't expect to fall ill. I get sick every time my mood goes up and down.

My emotional waves are both psychological and physical.

I've been sick for a week since I fell ill. I can only learn about Mrs. Sang's situation from sang Shixi.

How can I live again?

Why the hell didn't I die?

When I open my eyes again, I smell the smell of the hospital. I'm alive and alive.

The process from unconsciousness to waking up is like a moment and a long life.

I closed my eyes wearily, in my mind, a big plane carrying me and sang Qi, and the chirping rain whistling away.

My body's blood is about to run dry, there is no blood in the blood vessels, the whole person becomes very cold, fuzzy consciousness.

I sighed, to paraphrase a confession that Granny Qiongyao liked to write before, sang Qi, I really love you.

I especially hope that he now touches my head like a dog, and then frowns and says to me, ”you see, you're playing around again.”

The moment I closed my eyes, I seemed to see sang Qi's eyes again. His eyes were always hidden in deep love.

The blood flow was very fast and fierce. Before I got to the bed, my legs were soft and I fell on the floor.

It's stupid of me to retaliate against him in this way.

If I die, this house will be a murderous house. Sang Shixi will never dare to live in it again!

I saw myself in a white nightgown from the dresser, with shoulder length hair and blood splashes on my body. It was really terrible.

A lot of blood loss made my head dizzy. I dropped my paper cutter and staggered to go to the bedside to lie down.

The blood suddenly came out of my veins and splashed all over me.

It should be very painful after cutting, but I can't feel the pain at all, because the pain in my heart is hundreds of times more than the pain on my wrist.

I put the blade on my wrist and cut it off.

My heart has been deeply hollowed out. At 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, the silver plane will not only take away my mulberry flag, but also my heart that will always beat for him.

These days, as long as I close my eyes, I can see sang Qi looking into my eyes. I torture him a lot, but I also torture myself a lot.

I don't know if Sanshi will be kind to my children after I die, but I can't take into account so much of my pain now.

When one is desperate, death is the only way out.

In the past, I used to laugh at Sheng Yanyan, who always committed suicide. Now I think it's too late for me to say that.

I took the paper cutter in my hand, then slowly pushed it away, and the sharp blade came out of the blade.

I forced myself out of bed and rummaged through my desk. I remember a sharp paper cutter in the drawer.

I'm the source of all evils, I'm the curse of beauty

What's more, I'm unruly and willful. I have a good purse.