Chapter 5045 (Five Thousand and Forty-Five) Ending
“Have you done anything for this?” the gray-handed man asked.
"I told myself again and again... I had some hope. I haven't seen the spell caster yet... I still don't know what will happen in the future... Don't... This makes my idea difficult to realize, but... But at that time, it was actually I don’t know how to do it. In fact, it’s better not to think about it. The more I think about it, the more hopeless I feel. “On the way, I even thought about… thinking about ending my life like that. It was too painful to live... I even thought that I might not be able to even... walk to the caster. I was in so much pain that I just wanted to find a big stone... I might as well just use a stone. To end my life. I...I just looked...but there were no big rocks there."
"You were looking for a big stone to commit suicide, but you couldn't find it, so did you survive?" The man with gray hands asked again.
"It's not because... I survived without finding the stone." The man said, "There are many ways to commit suicide... If I can't find the big stone, I can continue to look for it. If there is no big stone, I... can also use other methods. way to end his life."
"At this time, you still plan to end your life?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The man said.
"What happened next?" asked the gray-handed man.
"The sun was getting higher, and the sunlight was becoming more and more obvious... I also happened to walk through a section of the road where there was always something blocking the sun." The person said, "I just walked to that piece of grass, and at that moment... The spring sun shone on my head, and at the same time, I saw the sunlight reflected by the slightly bright grass... The light entered my eyes, like... something was talking to me. "
The man with gray hands asked, "What did you feel?"
"At that moment... I suddenly felt... I felt a lot warmer all over... I was warmed by the spring sun." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked, "You don't feel as sick as before?"
The man replied: "Yes, there must be discomfort...but this time...the discomfort was not that strong, and...it passed quickly." The gray-handed man said: "You didn't even expect it?"
"I didn't expect it." The man said.
"Do you know why this is happening?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Also...it's hard to say that I know it must be like this. I don't dare to say that it's guaranteed to be like this easily...but...but I can think of some." The person said, "I think...what I think … This kind of thing about myself should be close to home.”
The man with gray hands asked, "What do you think it is?"
The man replied: "What I think is that... my discomfort... was not as severe as it was before, and... and that the discomfort went away very quickly precisely because... I had decided... ...decided to commit suicide.”
The man with gray hands asked, "Why is it different now that you decide to commit suicide?"
"Because... because I used to feel that the warmth of being illuminated by the spring sun... is actually a kind of hypocrisy. It is in sharp contrast to the cruelty of reality." The man said, "I naturally don't like that kind of hypocrisy. Yes, so...so I will...obviously feel unwell."
(End of chapter)