Chapter 6

After recovering, I returned to my apartment to recuperate, only to find a middle-aged couple standing at the door of the small room rented by my company. They were hunched over.

The man was holding a mud-stained sack, and the woman was holding a familiar thermos.

It was my parents.

I threw myself into their arms and burst into tears. Since the incident, I hadn't shed a single tear, but seeing them, my tears broke through the dam.

"Child, how could you do such a thing!" My parents cried while scolding me.

I felt a bit wronged and was about to explain that I wasn't a homewrecker, that I hadn't done anything wrong, when Mom gently tugged at my ear: "Why did you want to end your life? It's better to live a hard life than to die."

"Your mom is right! If you can't make it in the city, you can always come back home and inherit our small supermarket at the village entrance!"

Dad put the sack down at the entrance and started taking things out.

"You're so foolish!"

"Your mom is right! Honey, give the child that ginseng soup before you scold her."