Yan Feifan sat down next to Yu Suye on the sofa and reached out to pull her into his embrace.
"Was it someone you were very close to?"
Yu Suye rested her head on Yan Feifan's shoulder and said in a slow voice, "He was a cousin of mine."
"He was a very good person. We studied together in the family school from the time we were little."
"He always looked out for me."
"This morning, he was found to have committed suicide in his office at the hospital."
Hearing this, Yan Feifan was shocked. He couldn't help but ask, "Just because of that?"
Yu Suye sat up straight, shook her head, and sighed. "It wasn't just that. But it was the last straw."
"I just found out from an email he sent me that he had depression and was seeing a psychologist."
She couldn't stop the tears from flowing again.
"He even planned the timing of his suicide carefully."
"He left a note saying he was donating his organs to those in need."
