C27 He Didn't Come with Good Intentions

Morning light, the hospital is cold and quiet in the morning.

The moment I walked out of the ward, it was as if there were countless fierce beasts following me, madly running forward.

I ran out of the hospital and onto the street.

The weak light gradually became brighter, illuminating the night, but it couldn't reach my heart.

I cried loudly, and my tears fell like rain.

I cried as I ran