"Oscar, please, take me to the hospital. Otherwise, my parents will really die. I beg you, please, considering how good they've been to you..."
From the day I brought Oscar home to meet my parents, they treated him like their own son and praised him all the time.
I wanted to get up and chase after them, but the driver held me down firmly on the ground, unable to move.
The antivenom that I desperately begged for was thrown in front of me.
"Take your antivenom and get out."
After saying that, he mercilessly drove away in my car.
When I arrived at the hospital, holding the antivenom, I was only greeted by two cold death certificates that needed to be signed.
My parents didn't make it.
They suffered for several hours before dying in agony.
I held eleven death certificates, crying so hard that I almost fainted.
After handling the aftermath, my tears had run dry.
In the blink of an eye, I lost all my families and friends.
My boyfriend, however, was by the side of another woman during my darkest hour.
What I didn't expect was that just as I was about to handle the follow-up matters for my families at the hospital, I ran into Oscar, who shouldn't have been here.
He was accompanied by Betty.
Betty looked very anxious. "Oscar, do you really think the witch's method works?"
Oscar patted her back to comfort her. "Relax, it's sure to work."
I frowned and was about to turn away.
However, I heard Oscar's voice.
"Lily."
His tone was still so arrogant, "Where are your parents?"
I couldn't bring myself to face him with any emotion, so I spoke expressionlessly, "What's up?"
He furrowed his brow, seeming unhappy with my attitude, "What kind of attitude is this? Are you throwing a tantrum again?
"The antivenom's already been given to you, what's the problem now?"
Oscar stepped forward and grabbed my arm, questioning me.
Our skin touched, and the thing I loved most about him was the physical contact. But now I instinctively pushed him away.
"What's wrong with you? Let go of me!"
Oscar's hand was being held back for the first time.
He stood there for a moment, looking incredulous.
"What's gotten into you?"
I finally lost my temper and erupted in anger in front of him.
"Yes, I am crazy, I'm crazy to have been with you for so long!"
As soon as I saw Oscar, I thought of that rainy night, when I knelt before him, begging like a dog in desperation.
I thought of the eleven death notices.