"No one cares about me. The people who cared are gone. I don’t want to live anymore." The female student’s tears fell heavily. Her body swayed dangerously, as if a strong wind could blow her off the roof at any moment.
"Principal, this won’t do," the senior homeroom teacher frowned, standing nearby. "She’s in no state to stay there. If she slips, she’ll fall."
Just then, the wail of sirens grew louder. Police cars and ambulances arrived one after another.
Police officers quickly exited their vehicles to maintain order. For the girl on the roof, they split their efforts: some tried to distract her attention, while others looked for a way to climb up from the back, hoping they could reach her in time.
However, the girl seemed on the verge of giving up. Seeing this, Luo Kun pulled Zhu Yanyi’s sleeve. "Yanyi, is there any way to save her?"
Zhu Yanyi rolled her eyes slightly, then said to Luo Kun, "Luo Kun, speak louder. Make sure that girl can hear you."
Luo Kun was stunned, unsure of what Zhu Yanyi was planning, but she cooperated. She shouted loudly, "Yanyi, is there any way to save her?"
"Yes," Zhu Yanyi also raised her voice. "But I don’t want to save her."
"Why not?" Luo Kun asked, curious.
"People live for themselves. If you live with value, then you truly live. But some people give up hope on their own. Why should I save them? Even if I do, I might not get praised. They might even resent me, saying, 'I don’t want your help. I just want to die.'" Zhu Yanyi imitated the girl’s tone deliberately.
Surprisingly, Zhu Yanyi’s imitation was quite accurate. Luo Kun was stunned, but she knew she had to keep going. "You make a point. People live for themselves. If they don’t want to live, we outsiders can’t force them." Luo Kun turned to the girl on the third floor and shouted, "Hey, senior sister! If you want to die, fine. But couldn’t you find a place where no one is? You’re trying to die here, and it’s disrupting our class!"
"Probably watched too many TV dramas," Zhu Yanyi continued. "Only people who watch too many dramas choose crowded places to die. It’s just for show."
"So, she doesn’t really want to die?" Chen Jiaojiao joined in, coming over to watch the scene.
"Probably. If she really wanted to die, why is she still standing there? And people who truly want to commit suicide don’t learn how to jump off buildings. Don’t they know jumping is the ugliest way to die?" Zhu Yanyi made a disgusted face. "As a student at the Military Medical College Affiliated High School, choosing to jump is the stupidest option. You should at least take rat poison or sleeping pills. That would be more fitting for someone studying to be a doctor. But even that isn’t good. Those people bleed from their seven orifices when they die. It’s not pretty."
Zhu Yanyi spoke as if talking to herself. "If I were you, I’d choose a prettier way to die. Look at you, so young. Dying ugly means even Venerable Yanluo will look down on you."
Zhu Yanyi sighed. "Forget it. You’ve already chosen to jump, so I guess you don’t care about looking ugly. I’m telling you this, but it’s too late. By the way, when are you going to jump? Looking up like this is tiring for me."
Zhu Yanyi kept up her expression of why aren’t you jumping yet and continued,