Feeling the fat man's strange gaze, Wu grew even angrier. With Newspaper Man's help, he had glimpsed part of the truth and understood the fat man's situation even better than the fat man himself did. The door inside him existed to save Jiang Cheng, who was about to fall into the abyss. From the moment it was torn away, the ending had already been decided.
The fat man had passed Newspaper Man's test and been given a once-in-a-lifetime chance to survive, yet he had given it up. Wu understood why, but he couldn't accept it.
When the fat man saw Wu's brows gradually draw taut, his gaze suddenly turned warm. "Thank you. You've protected me and the doctor all this time. Without you, we'd probably have been dead long ago. You've always been a trustworthy partner. The doctor has a good eye."
Wu's face, cold as ice, paused for a moment before turning vicious again. "There's no point saying that now. This time, even I can't do anything. You made the wrong choice. Because of your stupidity, the only thing waiting for you is to disappear. You'll be gone forever."
"No, at least you'll still remember me. You, the doctor, and... and Huai Yi, Wang Qi, my family. Everyone will remember me." The fat man looked wistful, but before long he was grinning again, as carefree as ever. "There's that saying, isn't there? A person experiences three deaths in their life. The first is when their heart stops beating, the heart monitor becomes a flat line, and they stop breathing. That's death from a biological standpoint."
"The second is when the funeral is held. From then on, that person's social identity is erased completely."
At this point, the fat man unconsciously paused. A hint of sorrow entered his eyes, and