"He's beyond saving now..."
"We can put an end to this, right?"
"How long are you going to keep making a scene?"
"We'll cremate him tomorrow..."
"Get back here!"
The setting sun fell along the edge of the window. Her parents' voices lingered in her ears, accompanied by the spinning fan, buzzing and droning, buzzing and droning, like flies that couldn't be swatted away.
Chaotic sirens, curses, scolding, and sobbing.
For a very long time, they refused to disperse from around her.
She could no longer remember many things; she only remembered that she had to take Jiang Si away.
Her parents had cut off her financial support, so she'd been working hard these days, saving up some money.
She'd thought it would be very exhausting, because everyone said it would be; but once she actually started doing it, it didn't seem as unbearable as she'd imagined.
