My time is coming? Let me tidy my room and get a good reputation afterward.

My right foot, my right ankle, and my right shank are swelled. I am afraid I will dying here and trouble my Chinese students to donate money to transport my corpse to china. That will be a huge deal of money. I couldn’t do that. And most importantly, my room is messy and untidy. After my death found, the school security members would come into it and they will say we must block this news and this girl looks so clean and decent and it is unbelievable she cheated us all.

I know swelling is the worst symptom of fatal diseases related to kidney or heart or brain. The most severe disease is thrombus when it blocking vessel move to heart, that will triggers a heart attack or myocardial infarction. I am so feared and sweat throughout.

I encourage myself: maybe because I ate too much carbohydrate food, maybe I burned night oil every night, maybe I do exercises too often, the most possibility is I am cursed. My dad and my favourite teacher all died at young age. To show my loyalty and respect, I could not live longer than them. In china, that is a tradition. Mencius lived little less than his teacher Confucius, son empire’s presidency could not last longer than his father’s.

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