Standing on the tall building, Yingsu closed her eyes and let the chilling cold wind blow against her body. After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes, crossed the guardrail, looked at the endless flow of people and cars downstairs, and jumped down.
Seeing this scene in front of them, people who were coming and going were all frightened and screamed. A man jumped from a tall building and fell to pieces. The bright red blood spread from all sides of his body and slowly flowed to the crowd. Everyone hurriedly moved away. Open your feet, for fear of getting a little blood on them. Some people don't retreat in time, and a little bit of blood will get stuck on the edge of their shoes. They quickly lift their feet to shake off the stains on their shoes, retreat to a place where the blood cannot flow, and then they don't forget to smack their lips and curse, "It's really unlucky."
"Tsk, why did this person commit suicide?"
"Really, this person is really good at choosing places with many people to commit suicide."
"People nowadays have so little ability to withstand stress."
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I heard people talking about my suicide, and I also saw people cast hateful looks at my bloody body. They used the most indifferent words composed of the most ordinary words, showing disgust from their eyes to their hearts. Looking at the disgusted expressions on their faces, I don't feel too sad...
My name is Ying Su, a high school student. I died in an accident, but miraculously resurrected. Along with it, this text message was sent to my mobile phone, "You have nine chances to be resurrected. Now you have died once, and there are eight more times. When you die the tenth time, you will die forever..."
Intention: I want to use a match to light up the dark night, but the flame of the match is very short, but I still want to find the match and light up the darkness