The Tender Beauty is Sweetly Doted in the 20th Century Novel!-Chapter 277 - 275: I Will Love You Until the Day I Die
When the illness was discovered, it was already in the late stages, and Cheng Yuan’s condition deteriorated rapidly.
Bleeding of her skin and mucous membranes led to numerous bruises and petechiae on her skin. She often inexplicably started having fevers, catching colds, and having nosebleeds with increasing frequency. Sometimes, she even bled from the gums just from brushing her teeth with help.
She knew that she was truly at her end.
Her mother cried every day, but never dared to cry in front of her. She would always make an excuse to leave after seeing Cheng Yuan have a nosebleed or discovering more bruises, returning with red eyes afterwards.
Lin Zhishu had already placed all his focus on her illness.
He visited many times a day, and he looked more and more haggard as the days went by.
If one hadn’t seen how spirited he looked when he won an award recently, they might think he was already forty years old. In just half a month, he had even acquired a few strands of gray in his hair.
Cheng Yuan had begun showing symptoms of eye bleeding.
She knew that if she didn’t do something soon, she would soon leave this world in darkness.
She remembered the days Xia Yu’an regularly came to visit and asked her to buy envelopes and paper, sitting diligently by the bed, blurrily but earnestly writing several letters.
Since starting college, Xia Yu’an had been her closest friend. Even when they both finished their master’s degrees and started interning at First Hospital, Xia Yu’an’s footsteps were alongside every one of her own efforts.
Thus, they had already become close friends who shared everything, even more intimately than she was with Ye Manman and Jiang Yuan.
It was because they saw each other every day and witnessed each other’s efforts and changes over the years, so Xia Yu’an understood Cheng Yuan’s thoughts and never stopped her from writing letters even under such painful circumstances.
As for Xia Yu’an, Cheng Yuan no longer needed to say anything to her.
They hugged tightly while Cheng Yuan could still sit up, whispering through tears about the past, with Xia Yu’an even scolding her a few times.
But those scoldings were much too gentle compared to when they first met.
"Cheng Yuan, you are so stubborn."
"You are really foolish."
Xia Yu’an’s hair had grown long; she was no longer the cool girl dressed in androgynous clothes, speaking sharply without regard for others, but rather a cute woman, pregnant and full of tenderness, pampered by her husband like a little princess.
Cheng Yuan loved to see her this way.
When she first met Xia Yu’an, she thought Xia Yu’an should be a cute little princess, not a girl who looked both cute and cool.
She gave those letters to Xia Yu’an to take away, to be delivered to their recipients after she was gone.
But as Xia Yu’an cried and prepared to leave, Cheng Yuan couldn’t help but hook her finger.
Xia Yu’an turned her head, only to see Cheng Yuan’s pale but gentle smile.
"Anan, be happy."
Xia Yu’an was unable to speak through her sobs, hugged Cheng Yuan again and cried for quite a while before being driven away by her.
After Xia Yu’an left, before she could call her mother over, Cheng Yuan struggled to get up, leaning on a chair, and locked herself in the bathroom.
Her illness couldn’t be treated anymore.
Cheng Yuan used all her strength to smash open the bathroom window with a chair.
Then she took a sharp piece of glass and fiercely stabbed her artery.
Slitting her wrist wouldn’t kill her quickly; even with her current coagulation dysfunction, there was still a risk of being rescued, so she chose the most direct and efficient method.
She slit her neck artery.
To be honest, Cheng Yuan had never imagined dying so disgracefully.
She had thought she might die of old age, get sick from aging, or even die from an accident, but never that she would die so weakly and helplessly in a cramped bathroom.
Ending her life with a dirty piece of glass.
The neck artery bled quickly and heavily.
In less than ten seconds, Cheng Yuan fell weakly to the ground, her vision blurred, going from blood red to darkness until all sounds were gone.
At that moment, she suddenly felt truly free.
No more forcing herself to learn profound medical knowledge, no more waking up early and staying up late, working overtime, or sleeping in the hospital. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
She was happy she had left enough money for her mother to live worry-free for the rest of her life; she was a hardworking and useful daughter, not burdening her mother in her final days.
Similarly, she no longer had to worry about crying secretly in the quiet of night out of loneliness and missing Lin Zhishu. She had already embraced her dreams.
This life, let’s consider it already lived.
The only regret was just one thing.
If only she had agreed when he offered to put the necklace on her back then.
The weather was truly beautiful that day...
The crashing sounds outside the bathroom grew louder and panic-stricken cries echoed, but Cheng Yuan could no longer hear them.
When Lin Zhishu broke down the door with others, Cheng Yuan lay in a pool of blood, smiling with her eyes forever closed.
"Ah!! My Yuanyuan! My daughter!"
"How could you see no way out, my foolish daughter!"
Mrs. Cheng collapsed at the sight, her legs giving way as she fell to the floor, crying so hard she almost fainted.
She clung to Lin Zhishu’s leg, desperately begging him.
"Xiao Shu! Save Yuanyuan! I beg you! Auntie begs you!"
The scene was too bloody and desperate for many to bear.
And Lin Zhishu was already too shocked by the bloody scene to move.
He could tell Cheng Yuan was resolute in her decision to commit suicide. The glass had almost been thrust in and pulled out of her neck, and the bleeding had become minimal.
Even a normally healthy person would be hard to save after such an injury; let alone Cheng Yuan, who nearly had no coagulation function left.
She could not be saved.
To be more precise.
She was already dead.
Lin Zhishu felt ringing in his ears, and everything in front of him doubled.
With difficulty, almost as if dragging himself, he kneeled beside Cheng Yuan and took the glass shard tightly clenched in her hand.
Suddenly, a beautiful cat’s eye stone necklace fell from her hand.
With a "plop", it fell into the pool of red.
The fine silver chain was instantly soaked in red, yet the teardrop-shaped cat’s eye stone, which displayed different patterns from various angles, lay quietly in the pool of blood, untouched by the red.
Lin Zhishu picked up the necklace with trembling hands, and his vision blurred.
How could he not recognize what it was?
This was an apology gift he gave her seven years ago.
"Why..."
Why still keep this necklace.
He used to think she didn’t like it because he never saw her wear it.
But she had clung to it in death.
As if a silent protest.
If you don’t help me wear it, I’ll never wear it.
At this moment, he finally understood the odd smile she wore that day.
Turns out, she never forgot their past.
And she never gave up liking him.
Lin Zhishu clutched Cheng Yuan tightly in his arms, unable to stop himself from breaking into sobs.
It was his fault.
He forgot about the stubborn look in her eyes when he left the town and yelled at her, along with her vow to never give up.
She said.
"Lin Zhishu! I won’t give up!"
"I will always like you until the day I die!"
