"Hello, everyone."
"Today is the ninety-seventh day of my battle against cancer."
"Two days ago, I already went to the hospital for palliative treatment..."
"Things will definitely get better!"
"Stay strong!"
Facing the screen, a smile appeared on the man's pale, gaunt face.
To be honest, Zhou Zhi had already forgotten what it felt like to be healthy.
Not much time had passed since he was diagnosed with late-stage kidney cancer.
The time in his eyes flowed away like water.
Disordered cancer cells spread through his body, consuming vast amounts of glucose.
He was visibly growing weaker.
Zhou Zhi watched the comments scrolling across the screen.
'Stay strong!'
'I watched this handsome blogger become what he is now.'
'You'll definitely survive.'
'Hang in there, brother!'
Looking at the comments, Zhou Zhi's lips curled into a bitter smile.
Survive.
He lowered his head and looked at his swollen belly.
As well as the faint hard lumps beneath his armpits and on his neck.
Cancer...
How could it be easy to keep living under the control of something like this?
All the money at home had been spent.
There was nothing left.
In the end, there would only be suffering.
And death, which could come at any moment.
"Maybe... I should just die."
The image of his parents flashed through Zhou Zhi's mind.
An unbearable, uncontrollable despair surged into his heart.
He turned and saw a pair of medical scissors beneath the pale curtain.
He had no idea who had left them there.
Outside the ward, a strange tree gave off an eerie scent.
'Is this what they mean by ten thousand trees blooming before a dying tree?'
'But I... don't have a spring.'
Zhou Zhi stared at the scissors for a long time.
Then, at last, he reached out.
Beep beep.