The End of the World in Red [Lu Xiaofeng]

The body has become emaciated to the point of disfigurement.

The hair has long been shaved, and the body has long since collapsed.Her viscera were aching all the time, and at first it was so painful that she was rolling all over the floor.But now, although I dare not say I am used to it, I can sit on the bed and chat with restraint.

Thinking of this, she smiled for her own self-control.

The staff of the Red Cross brought a large bouquet of flowers, lilies, pure white and with a charming fragrance.She held her in her arms with some joy, and buried most of her face in it.

So the thin face with protruding cheekbones became even more shockingly sallow.

She just signed a body donation a few days ago, and has donated a lot of money to the Red Cross over the years. It is expected that someone will come to see her now.

She knew that the outside world would write a lot about her donation of the body, and maybe some people would maliciously speculate about doing too many immoral things in her life, accumulating the last virtues and so on—it doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter.

It's only a matter of time before you leave this world, and the good deeds you have done in this life may not necessarily be taken away, so what's the use of worrying about them, people are almost lost.

In her life, she has gained fame, profit, wealth, and power, but she has never been happy.

There is no shortage of fame, fortune, power and wealth, but it is not happy.

Not happy.

Meticulous thinking makes the brain hurt, and every bit of it must be done step by step.There is a bonsai in the office that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, and most of her life was consumed on the plane: How long has it been since she went out to relax?

Forgot, really forgot.

I made my will in advance, so I don't have to worry about these mundane things anymore.Although some people have the loneliness of drinking tea, there are not so many things to think about, and the last days are so peaceful.

The soft petals pressed against her face, and she smiled softly.

A bouquet of flowers can also be so beautiful.

The ward is not pure white.In her last days, she directed the nurses to paste colorful wallpapers on the walls, which were colorful.The round tables, low stools, bedside tables, and small ornaments that were moved in after killing the poison gave this room a strong home atmosphere, not like a hospital at all.

In a good mood.

The pain in the internal organs came up again, and I was dizzy before my eyes.Restraint, restraint, wouldn't it be too ugly to roll all over the floor?

Ah, she no longer has the strength to roll.

The light between the sky and the earth suddenly dimmed, and it got dark so fast.

The nurse screamed in panic, all kinds of rescue measures were applied to her body, but she couldn't feel it.

Thinking about the heartbeat beeping, it became a straight line helplessly.

"The rescue failed."

The doctor said so.

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