I jumped down and fell into the cold river water.
I can no longer hear the voices of people running towards me, I can no longer hear people calling to me, I can no longer look forward to anyone and the future.
Perhaps there are many people watching on the bridge now, and the number is also increasing, and there is a lot of discussion.
But they can never understand or know a person's tragic life.
Some people say that even if someone jumps into the river with a desperate heart, he will still struggle out of an instinctive survival reaction.
Maybe, but I'm at peace.
I closed my eyes and thought about the memories, but I couldn't think of anything worth remembering.
Intention: to live