Each cough felt like shards of glass scraping against his throat.
He was having great difficulty breathing, and every breath he took was a struggle.
Chest cavity, hip bone, lungs, temples...
Almost every part of my body was in excruciating pain.
Even though Wen He had taken painkillers before singing, it only alleviated the pain and could not completely eliminate it.
He still felt intense pain.
Reason is seeking death.
Instinct is for survival.
The blood on the ground reflected Wen He's extremely distorted and ferocious face.
Cheng Yudie stood by, heartbroken and weeping bitterly.
She was completely helpless in the face of Wen He's torment.
Cheng Yudie really wanted to hug him.
But given Wen He's extremely labored breathing, hugging him now would only make it harder for him to breathe.
All she could do was pray that Wenhe's suffering would pass as soon as possible.
After a long while...
Wen He's cough gradually subsided until it stopped completely.
He sat there in the pool of blood, like a dead puppet, motionless.
His dim eyes stared blankly at the ground.
The mental and physical torment almost completely drained Wen He of everything.
Even when Cheng Yudie embraced him while crying, he was still in a daze for a long time.
Looking at this gentle and kind person in front of me, I was tormented by illness to the point of mental instability and disfigurement.
Cheng Yudie felt a heart-wrenching pain.
Those chasing the light could only watch helplessly as the sun unleashed its dazzling brilliance...
Gradually fading and withering away.
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