One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

Chapter 2485: Committing Suicide (1)

At least, the two of them, without the drag of taking care of her, would be able to enjoy the rest of their lives, would they not?

She was a cripple now, was she not?

Caring for her would take a lot of effort.

She also did not have the faith to continue living, implicating them along the way.

How about giving them some peace and quiet at the end of the day?

Her mind wandered as she walked and stood next to the couch. She opened her mouth, only to find a hint of metallic sweetness. Her goodbye was stuck in her throat. With no words coming to her, she could only move her lips to mouth a goodbye as tears streamed down her face.

Dad, I'm sorry; I can't repay you for the kindness of bringing me up. Now, I have to bid you farewell. I'll repay you in the afterlife if there's one.

Please don't worry about me and let me go, for leaving is the best way to free me.

She said her last goodbye in her heart and then forced back the tears in her eyes as she walked toward the door, pushed it open, and walked out.

The corridor was quiet.

In her snowy-white hospital gown, she held onto the wall as she made her way out, looking like a lonely ghost wandering along the silent passageway.

The lights were dim, with only the bright light shining on the nurses' desk. At the moment, the nurses on duty were resting their heads on the table, trying to catch some respite with their eyes closed. Lu Jingtian walked very slowly to the elevator, and after going in with much effort, she finally pressed the button for the top floor.

The hospital was twenty-eight stories high.

Having recently been renovated, it had a brand new look. The towering floors were like prison cells, holding many patients who were in pain or in distress.

She came to the top floor, walked through the fire exit, and came to the rooftop.

The door to the roof was unlocked. Some of the nurses living in the dormitory would bring their changes of clothes over here to dry.

She walked up to the railings, then to its edge, and slowly sat down while holding onto the railings.

The night breeze was biting cold and strong.

She knew that she should not be out under this fierce and gusty wind, but she was no longer afraid.

She would be free finally!

Not only did the missy show no trace of sorrow or fear, she even felt incomparably calm knowing that she was about to be set free. It was a terrifying calmness, though.

She began to imagine what it would be like once she leaped off the rooftop, with her body in free fall, then finally colliding with the hard ground. Her body would probably get smashed into pieces falling from the height of twenty-eight stories, would it not?

Pain would be inevitable, and so was embarrassment.

Nonetheless, the thought of not having to face her ugly looks and the constant physical and mental torture again was a relief, so much so that she started to break into a pathetic snigger.

She looked into the distance at the brightły lit nightscape and recognized the streets of the bar district that she used to patronize. If not for that incident, she would be hanging out in one of those bars and clubs, indulging herself in nights of drunkenness and enjoying a wanton time with those wild men and women.

One only learned to appreciate what they had when they lost it, but often at this time, no amount of remorse could make up for it.

The young woman sat on the edge in silence for a long time, until her head started to ache from the cold wind bellowing at her. She finally stood up, body swaying, until she straightened her back. She placed her back to the railings so she would not need to look at the heart-stopping drop. With her rear facing the endless stretch of nightscape, she gently leaned back…

…

"Mr. Lu! Mr. Lu!"

Lu Bosheng was pushed awake by a few panicking nurses.