The Day I Was Diagnosed
Language: en
To indulge myself one last time, I essentially "sugar-mommy'd" a poor, mute guy. He had a cold, aloof look but loved adventure. To make him happy, I pushed my body to the limit. Bungee jumping, racing, diving, skydiving... I did everything I had never done before, just to accompany him. My savings were quickly drained. While on the verge of death, I secretly went to the hospital to sign a donor form, planning to donate my heart to his sick mother after I died. But then, I saw a photo of him on the hospital director’s desk. He was wearing a luxury watch. The director smiled and…