Wang Qiao chewed the apple and felt that life was really absurd. I chose the wrong major in school and the wrong job after graduation. The only thing that went wrong was that I fell in love - it was like an underground party meeting, hidden from everyone.
Then what? Then there is no more. Wang Qiao unilaterally announced that they would break up after graduation. This is an ordinary story that ended without any problems.
At least that's what Wang Qiao thinks.
But as the male protagonist who "died without a cause", Qiao Jinyue had strong opinions on this.
Her unrelated brother, who was two years younger than her, was sitting by the bed peeling an apple. The peel was in a long strip. His eyelids were lowered, his expression was focused, but his voice was cold:
"Sister, what does it mean to die without any illness?"
Wang Qiao shrank his neck.
Qiao Jinyue raised her eyes and threw the peeled apple into the trash can with smooth movements, "First of all, you unilaterally informed me of the breakup. Do I agree?"
He shook the sharp fruit knife in his hand, and his tone was so gentle that it made people's hair stand on end:
"Secondly, you are lying in the hospital now, and I am rubbing your body and feeding you next to you. How can this be called ending without a cure?"
"This is obviously——"
"If you are sick, I will die."
We have a disease and an end!
Intention: Life is great and positive.