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“ A Qi's mental state is currently quite unstable. Based on the facts we have, the medication was taken by Lin Xue's mother herself, and there’s still no legal conclusion regarding assisted suicide. Moreover, A Qi has a medical history, which might lead them to send her back to that therapy center she despises,” someone said.
“ A Qi would never go there,” another replied.
“By the way, A Qi mentioned there’s a box under her bed containing her last words.”
“Oh, I’ve already sent someone to retrieve it. A Qi kept talking about the box before getting into the car, clearly very agitated. It must be something important,” He Weiran added.
Lin Xue took the key from the concierge and sneaked into the bathroom. It was afternoon, and sunlight streamed in through the exhaust window, casting colorful shadows across the room.
Lin Xue leaned against the wall where Le Xue had died, gazing at the empty bathroom with a pang of sorrow in her heart: two mothers destroyed their daughters' lives for a man in a bid for revenge. Now, Le Xue's mother was insane, and her own mother was behind bars. What hope did she have left in this world?
Her hand accidentally brushed against her backpack, where she felt something hard—a paper cutter.
Just one cut, and all the pain could end.
The blade sliced through, and blood spread rapidly like ants pouring out of an anthill.
Coldness, pain, fate?
Leaning against the icy wall, a chill began to creep into her body.
“Ah, sister, you’ve come to take me away.” A figure appeared beside her.
"I want to live, but..." Her cold hand brushed against Lin Xue's damp cheek, perhaps it wasn't cold at all, but shared the same warmth as her own.
Lin Xue finally saw the beautiful face beneath the black hair, pale yet kind.
The black hair slowly crept towards Lin Xue, entwining around her hand that lay in the pool of blood like a vine.
"You want to atone for your mother, but who will atone for the sins committed by my mother? Sister, we still have our father. I have lived with him for twenty years, and now... it's your turn to be with him. Don't let him be lonely anymore; he needs you more than I do. You don't belong here; you should go back."
"Sister..."
Lin Xue—no, she should now be called Huo Xueqi.
As for the things A Qi left in the box, they were A Qi's patient clothes, stained with that beastly doctor's semen.
Moreover, as the case gained more attention from society, many victims bravely stepped forward to testify; all evils would soon face severe punishment.
Lin Xue lay on the hospital bed, her wrist wrapped in thick gauze.
Her father, who was once referred to as "uncle," sat by her bedside. In just one night, his hair had turned completely white.
"You're awake? My daughter, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
"It's strange," a nurse whispered in the corridor. "The girl in bed six had marks on her arms from being strangled by hair when she was brought in, but her own hair isn't that long. If it hadn't been for the hair constricting her artery, she would have died from blood loss long ago." The on-duty doctor stepped out and gently closed the door behind him.
Through the blinds, Lin Xue saw the doctor reprimanding the two nurses, who quickly scurried away.
Father Huo walked over and pulled the blinds shut.
Lin Xue clearly saw her own face reflected in the glass; it looked as if it were smiling, so warm.
Would anyone ever feel lonely again...
I walk with you, my dear sister.
Lin Xue suddenly turned around and buried her head in her arms.
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