她被家人扶着走进诊室,无力地坐在我的对面,面色苍白,双眼无神,眼角已有细小的皱纹。看着她,怜惜之情从我心中升起。“我没法活下去了。”“为什么呢?”我轻声问。“太可怕了……”我将目光转向她的家人。她家属说:“她现在已无法出门了。”“我可以和你单独谈谈吗?”她点点头。房间里只剩下我俩,寂静围绕着我们。 She was escorted by the family into the office, weakly sitting across from me, pale, his eyes insignificant, eyes have been small wrinkles. Looked at her, pity of love rising from my heart. “I can not survive. ” “Why?” I asked softly. “Horrible ...” I turned my eyes on her family. Her family members said: “She can not go out now. ” “Can I talk to you alone?” "She nodded. Only two of us in the room, still surround us.