Ex-wife, Please Come Back

He couldn't let others see him crying, which would make others think he was hypocritical. No one could understand such grief. He couldn't express his sadness.

Andy's father stood aside. Even though he had been looking at everything calmly, he couldn't help but burst into tears when he saw Jacob wiping tears.

No pathetic feeling could compare with a man's wail. Hearing the voice, Jacob didn't even dare to look back. He was afraid that he couldn't help crying with Andy's father. After all, no one knew what he had experienced.

Looking at scene in front of him, Noah was silent. He just stood quietly behind Jacob. Everything was in his eyes and there was no escape. Since consolation was useless, it was better to bear it silently.

Life is like this. You can cry, but it's useless. Crying won't change anything.

Jacob knew that even if he could pull out the thorn in his heart today, he would not be able to pull out the thorn in Andy's parents' heart.

The guests were shocked by the solemn atmosphere, especially when Andy's father suddenly burst into tears. But Andy's mother had regained her composure.

Since her son's accident, she had been heartbroken every day and finally shed tears. Even now, when she saw her son's body with her own eyes, her eyes were empty and she couldn't cry. She couldn't continue to love him. For this world.

Some people died, but he was still alive. Some people were alive, but he was dead. This was probably a reflection of Andy and his mother.

Noah pushed Jacob around the coffin. Jacob kept his eyes on Andy. He would never see him again, but he would still remember him all the time.

After circling around, Noah pushed Jacob to Andy's father who was crying. Jacob handed him a piece of tissue. Andy's father looked at it, but said nothing. He took the tissue.

his endurance. He didn't want to escape, but wanted to be

was such a sad thing. He had attended some people's funeral before, but it had nothing to do with him,

man in front of him. Although he had

at the gray haired old man in front of

today was likely to be seen

anything, please tell me

time. But now my son passed away. Don't

like a soft knife, stabbing into Jacob's heart slowly, like a knife. How pitiful

speechless. He felt like a fishbone stuck in his throat, and there were thousands of ants biting his throat. He

kill you if you come, I can't be cruel to you when I see you. My son said that you are a good person." Andy's father looked at the monochrome in the direction of the coffin with empty

father's side. The two looked at Andy's portrait side by side. Sad music was playing slowly, affecting people's

people died for various reasons every day in this world, and many people were born. However, a person's social network was just a narrow circle. Friends, relatives, lovers and so on were a fixed number. Once they lost, it would only be less and less, not more and more.

she didn't increase his or her interest in making new friends. It took a lot of

know whether he liked to drink thick tea or light tea in the morning. He didn't know his various living habits and temper, and such a

to Andy's remains. Then it was time to bury him. Jacob raised his eyes to look at Andy's aged parents. He hoped that this move was to bury their pain, not

the people who moved the coffin to the cemetery. Andy was not cremated in the end. Maybe it was too late, maybe his parents wanted to look at

coming out of the coffin. Even though the weather was not hot, it was time for the smell to come out since

eyes on it. Andy's mother cried as if she was crying, "My

people present felt heartbroken, as if they had eaten a mouthful of moldy peanuts, but they could not spit out the moldy

sad did he realize that his potential was limited. Only when a person persisted