Swansong

However, after entering and washing her hands, Jiang Yao reached into her pockets and discovered the thin, folded letter.

After some thought, Jiang Yao took the letter out and placed it in her palm. Then, she carefully opened the letter with both hands.

The handwriting in the letter was not very clear. Some of the strokes were heavy, while others were light. In the beginning, it was much clearer, but toward the end, it became a little weak. He probably got weaker as he wrote. He was afraid that he could not finish the letter.

So, he wrote a little faster in the end, right?

[Yaoyao:]

[When I started writing this letter to you, two words flashed through my mind. A suicide note.]

[Perhaps this letter is a suicide note.]

[Even though I don't have much strength left, I still feel as if I have to leave some words for you.]

[Yaoyao, no matter what I say, don't cry. Because when you cry, it makes my heart ache.]