Mahavira spoke in a low voice, his hand slightly uncomfortably pinching his collar.
How ironic... When I wanted to live, I was always cursed with "just go die." Now that I'm ready to die, people are crying out for me to stay alive.
When Ya screamed his name in that hoarse voice at the end, it wrenched Mahavira's heart.
... And now, I actually didn't die.
If she finds out about this, will she feel that her emotions were wasted?
Strangulation hesitated as he looked at the hospital, wanting to enter but not daring to.
—Forget it, I should go in and take a look.
He still wanted to know how Ya, whom he had thrown in there directly, was doing now.
