Everything will start anew; she has already bought her plane ticket.
I'm leaving tomorrow afternoon, far away from this capital city that has caused her so much heartache and despair.
But the more I try to sleep, the less I can fall asleep.
My head hurts so much, it feels like it's going to split open!
She now understood what Su Luo meant when she said she had a headache!
Ye Xiaoman was in unbearable pain.
Since we are in Su Luo's room, I have some painkillers that I usually keep on hand, which are in the bedside table drawer.
So Ye Xiaoman struggled to sit up from under the covers, reached into a drawer, took out painkillers, poured out two pills, put them in her mouth, and swallowed them with water.
After finishing her meal, just as Ye Xiaoman was about to crawl back into bed, she caught a glimpse of the ring in the trash can and, as if possessed, picked it up again.
Carefully wipe it clean with a tissue, then turn off the room lights, leaving only a small nightlight on.
I lay down on my side, placed the ring against my chest, hugged it tightly, took a deep breath, and then slowly closed my eyes, forcing myself to fall asleep again.
In a little while.
My head doesn't hurt as much as it did before, but what's worse is the terrible pain in my stomach. It feels like all my intestines are twisted together and I'm having violent spasms.
Now she couldn't sleep at all. Ye Xiaoman was in so much pain that she started sweating profusely. She turned over and lay flat on her back, trying to relieve the excruciating pain.
Not only did the pain not subside at all, but my vision began to blur, and the ceiling above my head started to spin.
I feel so dizzy, so uncomfortable, and I feel like throwing up.
It was only then that Ye Xiaoman realized that she had just drunk so much alcohol and hadn't fully digested it before taking two painkillers. No wonder she felt terrible.
"vomit……"
Ye Xiaoman began to gag.
No, I need to get to the hospital for a stomach lavage right away.
Suppressing her intense nausea, Ye Xiaoman reached for her phone beside her pillow, intending to call an ambulance herself.
She had already dismissed the nanny, since she was moving out tomorrow and she would be living alone now.
Damn it, my phone died at this moment!
Damn it!
Ye Xiaoman didn't have time to curse. The charger was in her bag, but the bag wasn't in the room. She should have asked Su Luo to put it in the living room downstairs.
So, gritting his teeth, he struggled to his feet and staggered down the stairs, holding onto the railing.
I finally found my bag on the sofa.
Ye Xiaoman was completely exhausted. She sat wearily on the sofa, found the charger, and plugged it into the power strip.
I lowered my head to charge my phone.
My hand holding the phone trembled uncontrollably, and I couldn't align the plug with the phone's port.
At that moment, an intense feeling of nausea surged up uncontrollably.
"vomit……"
Ye Xiaoman could no longer hold back and vomited in pain.
Splash! Splash!
Thick, brown vomit landed squarely on the phone, the power strip, and even on his own thigh.
Ye Xiaoman vomited for a while.
After vomiting everything out of my stomach, I started vomiting green, bitter liquid.
Ye Xiaoman could no longer hold on.
His body, already dehydrated from vomiting, leaned weakly toward the ground.
Thump!
He fell to the floor, his body landing directly on the large puddle of vomit he had just thrown up.
She didn't have time to put on another layer of clothing and went downstairs in her underwear.
With this pressure, the back and shoulders came into direct contact with the vomit.
It felt sticky and warm to the touch.
A strong, indescribable pungent odor permeated the surroundings.
How disgusting.
How disgusting.
How disgusting.
I felt so nauseous I wanted to vomit, but nothing came out.
Ye Xiaoman stared blankly at the ceiling, her consciousness growing increasingly scattered.
It felt as if the body was about to merge with the filth beneath it.
Breathing became increasingly difficult.
It feels like I'm going to die.
She had fantasized countless times about how she would die.
Death from illness, old age, drunkenness, car accident, drowning...
Of all the ways there are, I never imagined it would be this frustrating and disgusting.
Why is this happening?
What terrible things did she do?
Why punish her like this?
A sharp noise rang in my ears, as if death itself was whispering.
Ye Xiaoman closed her eyes helplessly. The last image that flashed through her mind was Su Luo's heartbroken look as she said goodbye with red eyes.
Ye Xiaoman was filled with confusion.
Xiao Luo.
What kind of expression would you have if you saw me die like this?
Will you dislike me?
Will you regret loving me?
Will she still shed a few tears for me?
If I could do it all over again, I wouldn't have driven you away. I would have happily worn the ring you gave me, and I wouldn't be lying helplessly on this pile of filth like this.
So, is there still a chance?
Can time be reversed?
...
at the same time.
Su Luo has arrived home.
He didn't go back to Song Lingshan's place, but instead went to his old house.
After all, it's so late, it would definitely disturb her and her son's rest.
While changing clothes, he discovered a pistol in his pocket.
Damn it, I just forgot to return it.
Su Luo began to struggle with whether to return the pistol to Xiao Man now or wait until tomorrow.
Let's do it now, even though Ye Xiaoman strongly resists him and is determined to break off all ties with him.
But he couldn't help worrying about her. She must be feeling terrible after drinking so much. He thought it would be a good time to go and return the gun, and also to take care of her.
Should we call her first and tell her? No, in case she refuses.
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