Commit Suicide

With his last hope dashed, he was like a living dead man without direction and without knowing where to go.

The clock on the wall showed that it was already 8 p.m. He would lose the chance if he did not act immediately. An Xiaoyan cruelly bit his finger, and dew-like blood oozed out.

He drew a paper towel from the box and wrote on it using his blood. After writing a word, his finger stopped bleeding. An Xiaoyan bit his finger hard again. It was so painful that he took a deep breath, and red blood started oozing out again. After he finished writing a sentence, he picked up the paper towel and blew it dry, then placed it on the table. Next, he held on to the wall and walked out of the house.

Walking into the bathroom, he sat in the bathtub. An Xiaoyan aimed at his left chest, closed his eyes, and ruthlessly stabbed himself.

The knife penetrated deeply, and a liquid flowed out of An Xiaoyan's mouth. His body slowly slid downwards.