Is there hope only for those who are alive?
Yes, there is hope as long as you are alive.
But what reason do I have to live? And what means are there for me to survive?
Why not divorce Gu Nianci?
That is definitely impossible.
Even if I change my mind now and tell Gu Nianci that I don't want a divorce, what then? Gu Nianci will definitely agree now, but once she's used me, she'll still ruthlessly dump me and go after what she wants, who she wants.
That's the kind of person she is now.
After several confrontations, I have a very clear understanding.
Moreover, even if Gu Nianci is unwilling to divorce me later, what's the point? I can't spend the rest of my life facing someone who doesn't love me, in this world that has already abandoned me, can I?
If that's the case, then I, as a time traveler, am utterly useless.
There's a saying that goes something like that.
When you can't resist, let go of everything and enjoy it.
Just like me now, I am powerless to change the fact that I must die, so I accept it calmly.
Looking at this special girl in front of me, I felt a mix of amusement and exasperation, but also a strange sense of warmth. After thinking for a moment, I smiled and said, "You must have misunderstood."
"I'm not sick."
“You’re not sick…” Yan Yin looked me over while continuing to take notes. I didn’t know what she was writing, but after writing a line, she seemed to understand something, and her gaze towards me suddenly held a different emotion.
Worried?
Still nervous?
Her eyes seemed to say: I know you're not sick, but you're trying to kill yourself.
Just as I was about to say something more, she suddenly put away the note, then looked at me seriously, as if she had mustered up a great deal of courage, and even her voice sounded relaxed.
"If you're looking to die, I won't sell you."
"I won't just watch someone die and then go and collect their body just to make money."
"If that's the case, I'll never have peace of mind for the rest of my life."
At this point, Yan Yin looked at me with even more seriousness, "If... if you need any help, boss, you can tell me."
"Although I don't have much money, I will definitely try my best to help you."
“I also know some psychologists, I can take you to see them and have them counsel you.”
"This world is beautiful, why must one choose death?"
I stared at her blankly, speechless for a moment.
At that moment, I suddenly didn't know what to say.
I could clearly sense that she seemed a little angry.
Because she thought I wanted to die, that I wanted to commit suicide.
Seeing that I didn't speak, she said again, "You know... many people want to live, but they just can't."
This time, however, her eyes suddenly reddened.
Even his voice sounded a little choked up.
This suddenly gave me a headache, but besides feeling helpless, I was speechless.
I can't exactly say: I'm not looking to die, I have no choice but to die.
Even if I wanted to live, it would be impossible for me to live.
Unless I shamelessly become a sycophant.
But that's clearly impossible.
After a long while, I couldn't help but sigh and say, "Wait a minute..."
After thinking for a moment, I said, "Although I don't know how to explain it to you, I can tell you clearly that I am not trying to kill myself."
"Of course, I'm not sick either."
"But whether I want to die or not, or whether I am sick or not, I will die."
"At the latest, in a month."
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