I was the only one left in the room at this point, helplessness and fear enveloping me from all directions.

I collapsed on the floor, crying out in pain.

It's over, all over.

I took out some foreign liquor and Maotai from the wine cabinet, poured a full glass, and gulped it down.

Will I forget if I get drunk?

But the pain and hatred are unforgettable, how can I forget?

I don't know how much I drank, dizziness hit me in waves, I felt like throwing up.

I just grabbed the bottle and drank it down, stumbling into the bathroom, filling the bathtub with water, and lying down in it.

Finally, I picked up a brow razor and cut my wrist.

Alcohol couldn't numb me, I was still in excruciating pain, it felt like when I lost my child, unable to stop the blood and life from draining away from my body.

In a daze, I saw Luo Yin rushing in with food in her hands, she screamed in shock, knelt in front of the bathtub, slapped my face hard, crying and apologizing to me over and over.

I didn't want to listen.

I've been holding on too hard for the past two years, I just want to sleep.

I don't know how long passed, vaguely, I seemed to see a doctor.

Shortly after, I was lifted into the ambulance, Luo Yin always by my side, begging me to hold on.

Don't be like this, Yin Yin, you've always been proud and confident, you've never been so submissive before.

I had alcohol poisoning and cut my wrist.

I forget whether they rushed me to the hospital for emergency treatment first or pumped my stomach first.