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name: Chica 陈由岐
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info:
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alias: 王凝予
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location: Beijing, Chaoyang
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---
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## Description
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> "Trans lesbian...could I really find true love in this life? I suppose not."
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> "It's about time (to leave)."
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Chica (Chen You Qi) is a cute girl from Beijing, Chaoyang.
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Here are some of her photos:
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<PhotoScroll photos={[
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'${path}/photos/picture1.jpg',
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'${path}/photos/picture2.jpg',
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'${path}/photos/picture3.jpg',
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'${path}/photos/picture4.jpg',
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'${path}/photos/picture5.jpg',
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]} />
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At the evening of 2023 Jan 5th, she said [goodbye on Twitter](https://twitter.com/wangzihao980/status/1611013359188709376).
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She then left this world before dawn of the next day.
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The news of her death was published by her friend on 2023 Jan 6th.
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This is her suicide note:
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<PhotoScroll photos={[
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'${path}/photos/Word1.jpg',
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]} />
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Translation of the above suicide note:
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> Just an informal suicide note to list some requests.
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> 1. Please make sure I'm dressed up after death, <name redacted>, so I can go with dignity. I mean, if you want.
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> 2. Pour my ashes into the sea. Don't preserve and worship it. I don't like that.
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> 3. Don't blame anyone on my funeral. I knew I would not be able to continue anymore someday long ago because of my own mental issues.
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> 4. Don't cry too load at my funeral, okay?
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> 5. Play *I really want to stay at your house* at my funeral. I really like this song, but I can't sing it because my voice is too low.
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> 6. Format all my electronic devices.
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> 7. Let my family decide what to do with everything else I owned.
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> 8. Drink a cup of Whiskey with me on my funeral.
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> Actually, I still have a lot of things I want to do. It's a pity that I lost to myself. But I have to admit defeat. I knew I would not be able to continue anymore someday long ago because of my own mental issues.
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> One last thing: I want the host of my funeral to address me as "your daughter". My only wish is to be myself. Seems like it won't get fulfilled...
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Please offer your condolences to this poor girl.
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