Looking at the lunch and dinner placed beside the bed, there were no traces of any movement. Did she want to go on a hunger strike? Did she really want to die?
Melody came over, turned on the bedside lamp, and looked at the woman on the bed. Her eyes were still not closed, and she was still staring blankly at the ceiling. He didn't understand why she was torturing herself like this. It was obvious that she and Yintai had not known each other for long.
But she had to care about him so much and be sad for so long.
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I was exhausted after a busy day today with Yintai's funeral. I thought she would be better, but looking at her now, she was almost the same as when I left. She was still as stiff... and the relationship had not progressed.
Pass.
"Get up and have something to eat!" Melody lifted April's body up, made her sit up, and helped her take out a random piece of clothing from the cabinet and change it.
April's eyes were still open, as if they hadn't seen anything. The pupils were gone, without the bright brilliance of the past, and became very dim and empty... as if they were like a shriveled corpse. If there was no breathing, the melody would still be there.
I was really worried that she would leave so cruelly.
Melody picked up the soup on the bedside, carefully took a spoonful and put it to April's mouth.
"Be good...open your mouth.a~~Be good~~a!" Melody was like coaxing a child. He had never fed any woman before.
But now in April, he is really panicked. If she is willing to ask him to do anything, he will do it without hesitation. As long as she is willing to pay attention to him, even if she opens her mouth to say a word to him, it will be fine.
She was content...but she was not. She wanted to torture herself so cruelly, to let herself be immersed in regret, self-blame, and feel deeply guilty...She was so cruel...
April was still like that, ignoring the melody and not moving at all.
Melody sighed and looked at the things on the table. It had been almost three days since Yintai died...
Things were delivered to her every day, but she barely touched them. There was going to be a funeral tomorrow. How could her body withstand it... But with her temperament, she would definitely go.
"April... can you eat something? Stop torturing yourself like this. I know I was wrong, really wrong... but don't hurt yourself like this, okay?" Melody found that he no longer knew about her in the past few days.
She had admitted her mistake many times, but it was still the same every time. She still hadn't heard...