Does it hurt?
A person desperate enough to want to die can't feel even the slightest pain.
"Although you once saved my life, I have only one life to give, and I can't repay you with it, so it'll have to wait until the next life..." Wen Meimei murmured as blood flowed out.
The girl's hands were not strong enough to reach a major artery, so she could only drag the knife slowly, bit by bit.
It doesn't hurt... not even a little bit.
"When I'm dead, please scatter my ashes in a stinking ditch so people will stop cursing me. Then, find a woman who matches your social status and marry her.
Also... don't keep pining for me. It really hurts a girl's heart. If you want to be a little happier with your new wife, then don't keep pining for me..."
More and more bloodstains appeared, yet she could not cut to the main vein.
Wen Meimei wasn't in a hurry; she still methodically sliced her wrist, and suddenly, something flashed through her mind.
