She lowered her head. Though she didn't want to accept the fact, it was time for her to force herself to learn to accept this.
"Why? What is my problem?"
She squatted down embarrassingly, holding her head tightly.
Looking at her thin body, Jason felt sorry, as a friend.
Actually, she didn't fail. The most important reason was that he didn't love her. Nothing was more important than love. No one could compare to the woman he loved.
Jason pressed the wound on his chest. Blood oozed out, dropping down on the white floor.
Red blood. So dazzling.
When Kris raised her head again, she saw Jason standing in front of her. Blood kept oozing out from his chest.
Lots of blood on the floor.
She widened her eyes in shock. She immediately climbed up and rushed to her.
"Why....why don't you call the doctor?"
"You look really lonely crying here. I am worried about you as a friend. I could not leave you alone at this moment."
He said these words out, out of the responsibility as a man.