When I first met Yu Sheng, she was only fourteen years old. She didn't speak once from the time she came in to my questioning. Her parents seemed a little worried and took her hand. Her white wrists were covered in bloodstains. She broke away from her parents' hands and stared at me coldly. I calmed her parents down and tried to talk to her. As I expected, she didn't say a word. Yu Sheng is my most special patient. Others may be driven crazy or oppressed. She was the only one who simply had no desire to live.
The next few times, she always came to my place to find a book and read it quietly. I don't bother her. Her parents always said that she was much better when she came to me, but I didn't help her.
It wasn't until Yu Sheng entered high school that I remember that was the first time she took the initiative to talk to me. I just listened quietly. Since then, I can often hear her talking to me about another girl.
That girl's name is Lin Sheng.
Later, Lin Sheng died of stomach cancer, and Yu Sheng committed suicide by taking sleeping pills.
After Yu Sheng died, her parents came to see me. Hand me two black-covered notebooks. From the looks of it, they should be a pair. I opened it and found it was their diary.
Lin Sheng hoped that Yu Sheng would live a long life, and Yu Sheng just wanted to be with her.
After thinking for a long time, I decided to write their story. Yu Sheng also hopes that someone will remember them. They should be willing to live in the world in the pen for a long time.
Intention: To all those who have left us.