My name is Qi Xun. I am 18 years old. I am a student and a part-time dancer. 18 Minutes ago, I lost my footing during dance practice and fell from the rooftop of the 12th floor. Then I was carried in.
I arrived at the hospital. I vaguely saw lights flashing, and it seemed like someone was calling me, but I couldn't hear clearly.
The sound is so far away...
My body feels lighter and lighter, and my consciousness gradually blurs. The energy is losing little by little, and I think I am about to disappear...
Goodbye Dad, Goodbye Mom, Goodbye Mumu. Goodbye LV, Goodbye GUCCI...