It Has Been a Living Hell for Me; I Cannot Die Even If I Wanted To

The police felt even more repulsed by Yue Pengcheng when they heard this. "Quiet down. You're prohibited from making noise around here, and you have no rights to scold anyone. If you don't heed our orders, we'll add another charge of disrupting peace in your criminal report."

 "Sir, I'm real, I'm real…"

 The police ignored Yue Pengcheng. "Don't cry. Tell us what happened," he said to Ding Fu, "It's no use crying now. If you don't tell us what went wrong we can't help you."

 "I–I suffered enough. I have suffered enough," Ding Fu choked the words out. "It has been a living hell for me. I can't live, I can't die… Sir, please help me!"

 The policeman immediately whipped his notebook out. "What happened. Tell me everything."