He hung the familiar pair of sunglasses on the collar of his clothes.

Next to the photo frame was a box of Prozac, most of which had been eaten, the box was open, and the instruction manual was thrown aside and not read.

In a few days, the girl would have to stop taking the medicine.

Ning Yu pondered slightly, if she remembered correctly, after Wan Heng died, his sister, that is, this girl, was alone.

She suffers from severe depression. How can she survive in this cruel world? Moreover, just now, an old man who seemed to be taken care of by her has died of illness.

“Click.”

Ning Yu heard some noise and a bad feeling came over her.

The sound came from the girl's bedroom.

Ning Yu didn't hesitate. She rushed over at an extremely fast speed, put her hand on the door handle and tried to turn it open.

The door handle didn't move; it was locked.

Ning Yu raised his right hand, and a blood kite was constructed in the air by pink particles, and a cold light suddenly appeared in the room.

She then cut off the entire lock with one knife. With the sharpness of the Blood Kite, she did not encounter any obstacles at all.

The lock fell to the ground with a click, and Ning Yu kicked the door open.

really.

A nylon rope fell from the iron lamp stand and was tied into a loop.

The girl was already hanging in the middle of the bedroom, her body still twitching.

[Ding! Mission: The progress of the only serious philosophical question has been updated! ]

[Task: The only serious philosophical question (2/2): Make a choice. ]

[Choice 1: Save the girl. The mission is completed immediately.]

[Choice 2: Leave it alone. The mission is completed immediately.]

Ning Yu hesitated for a few seconds: Since the mission would be accomplished whether she saved him or not, should she save him? However, her body seemed to move faster than her brain. The blood kite in her hand slashed out a red light, and the slightly thick nylon rope broke immediately.

She rushed forward, caught the girl's body, turned her around and placed her on her bed.

The girl had just hanged herself when she suddenly took a deep breath and began coughing violently.

Ning Yu told herself, let’s see if I can get some information about Wan Heng from her.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough."

Ning Yu watched her covering her throat, coughing and gasping violently.

The instinct to survive has nothing to do with the will to die.

It took a while for the girl to come back to her senses.

She raised her head suddenly and looked at Ning Yu who was trying to stop her.

"Why. Why did you stop it?"

"Is it you?!"

There were tears in the corners of the girl's eyes, and she didn't know whether they were there naturally or were caused by coughing.

But suddenly she recognized Ning Yu, her eyes widened, a little incredulous:

The person holding the one who saved him in front of him was the beautiful silver-haired girl who gave him the drug Prozac that day.

The confusion and slight complaint that had just reached his lips seemed to be swallowed back.

Ning Yu didn't rush to speak, but waited until she recovered a little before asking a question.

"Are you Wan Heng's sister?"

The girl was a little surprised when she heard that. Ning Yu saw the obvious deep red marks on her neck.

Ning Yu suddenly realized that it was unrealistic to arrange the nylon rope on the ceiling in such a short time.

In other words, no matter what, the girl planned to hang herself today, and the death of the old man she took care of was just an episode.

"Yes, you are from the exploration team?"

The girl seemed to understand Ning Yu's identity. Since she knew her brother, everything was obvious.

Ning Yu heard this and nodded slowly.

"Why do you want to stop me?"

The girl hesitated for a moment, but still asked the question.

Her eyes were empty, because she couldn't help but look away when she heard that familiar name again.

"As you know, he died in the mission."

Her hands clenched the sheets in her hands.

"What if I tell you that he might have been murdered?"

Ning Yu spoke softly, and the girl immediately raised her head and looked at Ning Yu.

"I heard from Ji Mengyao that you also knew about this, but that's just a possibility. The exploration team doesn't have that much time to continue the in-depth investigation."

She didn't seem surprised by this sentence, but lowered her head again.

"I don't have the strength to live anymore."

"Even if the truth is found out, can my brother be resurrected?"

"By then, I will still be alone."

"My disease won't let me go. If I get entangled again, every day will be torture."

She slowly leaned against the head of the bed, as if she had lost all her strength, and there was no light in her eyes.

Ning Yu looked at her quietly, not knowing what to say.

"Are you investigating this?"

She suddenly thought of something and looked at Ning Yu again, expressing her doubts.

"Let's just say so."

Ning Yu nodded. Actually, she had followed along unintentionally this time, but she really wanted to know the reason.

"Did he say anything to you the night he went out?"

Ning Yu asked immediately, hoping to get some useful information.

The girl just shook her head.

"He didn't say anything. After he came back that night, he suddenly went out again and told me that he was going out to complete a task."

“But there was no specific information.”

Ning Yu probably guessed that this was the case, otherwise the exploration team should have made some progress.

The girl suddenly took out a notebook from under the pillow and handed it to Ning Yu.

"This is his diary, but it's full of trivial things. Maybe there are some clues. I found it later."

Ning Yu was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then she took it. She looked at the girl and asked hesitantly: "Is this okay?"

Give your brother's diary to a stranger to read.

"You are not a bad person, nor are you a person with bad tastes. I still have the ability to distinguish."

The girl shook her head slightly, then suddenly turned around and picked up the nylon rope that Ning Yu had just cut and began to repair it.

Re-tie the knot where it broke.

Ning Yu was not in a hurry to look through the contents of the diary, but stared at the girl's actions.

She was hesitating whether to persuade her. What reason did she use?

If I were her, having lost everything and being tormented by such a disease, would I want to live?

If she was knocked down by suffering and didn't want to resist, would it be shameful? She had never thought about this question. As long as she had the strength, she could do whatever she wanted.

"You don't have to persuade me, thank you."

The girl turned around and gave a forced smile to the silent Ning Yu.

"If I find out the truth, I'll tell you."

Ning Yu could only say this, even she didn't quite understand what she was doing.

"Thank you."

The girl's hands were constantly busy, and she was still whispering to Ning Yu: "It started when I was laughed at by the people around me."

"It starts from this damn end of the world, where only my brother and I are left to depend on each other."

"It all started when my brother ran around everywhere to take care of my illness, but ended up dying."

"I've had enough of this absurd and bizarre world."

"This hopeless struggle is meaningless to me. It is just a torture with no end in sight."

"I want to exercise my last right."

Ning Yu put away the diary and stood at the door in silence.

She knew there was no need to dissuade him anymore.

If you say something like "everything will be fine", it is nothing but arrogance to make decisions for others without experiencing their pain.

"So. Goodbye?"