Manga Verde do Fim dos Tempos

Lin Qingqing believed that at this moment, she must already be dead, for when she had resolved to slice open her wrist and sever her artery, she had not intended to survive. There was no one else at home, and last night, it was impossible for anyone to have saved her.

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So, what was happening now? Could it be that the dead retain consciousness?

Stunned, Lin Qingqing lay on her bed for a long while, unable to process what was happening. “Is the sunlight shining on my face nothing but an illusion?”

“So, am I in heaven? Or is this hell?”

She parted her lips, feeling her throat parched, but no one answered her. The silence around her was unnerving.

The next moment, she squeezed her eyes shut, and only after some time, when she was certain she was still conscious, did she cautiously open them again.

Looking around, the bed was still the same bed, the wall the same wall, even the curtains by the window and the doll in the corner of the vanity remained as they were.

“I didn’t die. I really didn’t die!”

Having confirmed she was still among the living, Lin Qingqing found herself confused. What now? Should she try again?

She remembered last night, when she had mustered every ounce of courage to raise the blade, feeling invincible then.

But now, that courage was spent, the shadow of death still lingering, and she knew it would be a long time before she could summon such resolve again.

With a sigh, Lin Qingqing turned her head to gaze at her left wrist, where two deep wounds, almost to the bone, lay. The blood