Wesley was very distracted as he drove on the road.

When he reached the bridge over the sea, he stopped the car. He got out of the car and walked onto the bridge, looking out into the vast sea, and sighed.

He shut his eyes, looking pained.

He knew he deserved everything that happened, but he still felt immense pain. If only everything could start over.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

A voice sounded from behind him.

He turned around; he saw a young lad standing behind him, looking anxious.

Wesley furrowed his brows.

"Sir, don't do anything foolish! You can always talk things through, or you can share

young lad's face, Wesley knew the latter thought he wanted to take his own

is. I just need some time alone to

thought you were going to jump. Many people have done so on this bridge. I often wonder what made them lose all hope. There's

head to toe. "You must still be

"I'm neen."

"What a high-spirited lad you are! You still have a long way to go in life. It's great that you can face it all with optimism. But people who have jumped down from here couldn't get past what they were facing, and it's not something we can

a look of doubt. What exactly happened? You drive an expensive car and are dressed so well. What could make you depressed?

stranger was worried about him; on the other hand, his son was

turned red, as if he was about to cry. For some reason, he felt melancholic as he looked

man pulled out a napkin from his pocket. At the same time, a wallet dropped out. However, he didn't realize it and went ahead giving

I think

trying to

took the napkin. "Thanks, young

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