It feels as if I've been deceived.
"Wang Shu, you owe me an explanation."
Didn't she promise him she wouldn't do anything foolish anymore?
Why... suddenly slit her wrist?
Yao Wangshu's unfocused eyes slowly gathered focus after hearing his voice.
Those dim eyes fell upon his face, carrying traces of sorrow, "Jingnan, you've returned."
Her voice was faint, slightly hoarse.
Regarding her wrist-slitting suicide attempt, she surprisingly felt no guilt or remorse.
Instead, she looked at him openly, letting him scrutinize, letting him reproach with his gaze.
"Why?"
Yao Wangshu smiled faintly and shifted her gaze away, "Someone like me shouldn't exist in this world."
That ethereal voice made Mu Jingnan's brow furrow.
He forcibly opened the drawer and found the medication inside intact, untouched.
Flames of anger almost immediately consumed his rationality.
Roaring low, he questioned, "Why haven't you taken these pills?!"
Why didn't she touch these antidepressants?
