C23 (1/2)

With his grandmother's death coupled with his unbearable past, Tang Zhen could no longer bear the burden. And from the moment she walked out of the hospital, Song Qiting's hearsay of ruthlessness resounded in her ears again and again.

”I only have hatred for you …”

”Even if you die, I won't have the slightest bit of sympathy for you …”

Tang Zhen laughed bitterly. Her tears fell silently like a broken dam.

She thought that she was strong enough, strong enough to endure Song Qiting's injuries, able to accept her grandmother's departure, and even brave enough to face the humiliation she had suffered all those years ago.

She was only a woman, and there were weak times in her heart. Tang Zhen was really tired, and had no strength to fight against fate.

Tang Zhen looked up at the sky. If she died, which star would fall for her? More than half of the empty cans were already lying beside her, while she was still pouring herself cup after cup.

”Grandmother, I'm sorry. The word happiness may never have been designed for me.”

”Song Qiting...” She had too many things to say to Song Qiting, but she guessed that Song Qiting would only feel disgusted when he saw her now. She swallowed all the pain that was tearing her throat and gulped down the last mouthful of beer.

”Song Qiting, in my next life, my biggest wish is to never meet you again.”

Tang Zhen stood up shakily, the view of the roof was very good, and the air was very clear, it was enough for her to leave quietly.

Borrowing the power of the alcohol, Tang Zhen walked step by step to the edge of the Sky Platform. Her life had already worn down all of her hostility, and now she had nothing to worry about.

Perhaps death was her final destination.

Tang Zhen slowly closed her eyes. As long as she took another step forward, she would be able to jump down and end everything.

”F * ck, who the hell dares to step on me here in the middle of the night?”