If someone loved another person more than anything else in the world, nothing could be more important to them than the person they loved. In my case, I knew my child would at least be well looked after, but it was my heart that has lost a place to belong.
Really, I didn’t really have to die. I would like to think that I was quite an easy customer to please. If death wasn’t on the menu, then I guess perpetual coma would do just as nicely. Or maybe brain dead like a vegetable, or anything, so long as it means that I wouldn’t have to think about anything, or care about anything.
But knowing Sang Shixi, now that he had pulled me back from death, he definitely wouldn’t let me see death again so easily a second time.
After all, it’d be such a shame and a waste, only to lose me after paying such a big price to bind me by his side.
Sang Shixi hired literally an entire football team of people to watch me, and even told the nurse to restrain me onto my bed.
I couldn’t move a muscle at all, and could only lie on my back unmoving like a corpse while staring at the ceiling all day.