Past Trauma

I chased after He Chenyi for six years, coming whenever he called, leaving whenever he waved me away.

While he was holding another woman and drinking a wedding toast, I was diagnosed with Leukemia at the hospital, with only three months left to live.

Later, he knelt by my hospital bed, crying and begging me to accept a bone marrow transplant.

How ridiculous. I never even wanted to live.

Telling half the truth is often the biggest lie of all.

As a Criminal Police officer in the Major Case Division, the most formidable opponent I ever encountered embodied this saying perfectly.

She was a Prostitute.

After being apprehended, she confessed readily. Every word she spoke was true, yet she skillfully avoided all evidence that could convict her.

I joked that she was even more impressive than a Law Professor.

Later, I discovered that she really was a Law Professor.

And her brilliance went far beyond anything you or I could imagine.

Two hours before the execution, I walked into the Prison Cell to provide Psychological Counseling to the Death Row Inmate before his final moments.

The Death Row Inmate said, “Soon I will face Execution by Firing Squad, and everything will be settled. What a dull ending. But I still want to struggle a bit more-how can I change such a boring conclusion?”

“How about I tell you a story, Dr. Lu?”

His ambiguous smile sent a chill down my spine. In the last two hours, does he still hope to overturn his case?

I suddenly received a text message during a date: “The other woman will die tonight.”

I didn’t take it seriously, since I wasn’t the other woman anyway.

But that night, while I was making out with my boyfriend, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

“Honey, I’m home.”