"Child, wait for me, you must wait for me."
Saying this, Chen Wenyu climbed off the bed, then began looking for something sharp enough to kill herself.
In the hospital room, Chen Wenyu searched every corner but found nothing. It was as if she had been possessed; her mind was set only on dying.
After circling the room, Chen Wenyu returned to the bed. She stared blankly at the IV bag hanging above the bed. A few seconds later, it seemed she had thought of something, and a sudden smile appeared on her face.
"Finally, there's a way." Chen Wenyu muttered to herself, then stood up and took down the IV bag.
Ring... Ring...
Just as Chen Wenyu sat down, the phone on the bedside table suddenly rang, but immersed in her thoughts, she automatically blocked out the sound.
"Darling, I'm coming to find you, please wait a while longer." Chen Wenyu grasped the IV tube connected to the bag with both hands, speaking while wrapping the tube around her neck. Then she slowly closed her eyes.
