Qin Yazhang went back to the second floor, changed her clothes, dressed neatly, and lay down in bed. The night was deep and the sky was white. Her mouth raised a smile, and the blade slid heavily on her wrist. The bright blood flowed from her wrist. Does

hurt? She can't feel it at all. She doesn't feel it at all. You have to wait for your mother, baby, to accompany you.

She had no children and didn't want to live alone in the world anymore, because she couldn't leave her children alone. She had to accompany her children on such a cold day.

Once a woman has a kind...