Ex-wife, Please Come Back

"Do you know why people live?" Jacob walked to the guardrail, where the woman sat. In order not to make the woman suspicious, Jacob deliberately sat more than one meter away from the woman.

"Why? I asked myself this question again and again. " The woman seemed to be lost in thought. Every time she was disappointed, she would think about this question again and again.

Maybe for herself, maybe for others. Maybe it was an experience, or something else.

"I think people live for some kind of belief. However, most people lost their faith as they live on. So many people end up wondering why they live. " Jacob lowered his head and looked at his toes, feeling the strong wind at the edge of the guardrail.

The woman looked back at the crowd downstairs. They were as small as ants. Were the people of the underclass all living like ants?

"Only you could talk about faith. For people like us, just living is exhausting." The woman was a little fierce. Every time she thought about this, her hatred of the rich would reveal without any cover.

Jacob glanced at the woman, not angry. Life is always difficult. When you think it's easy, someone must share the difficulty for you.

"No, it's just the difficulties in life that made me feel that people need faith, which is like a beam of light in life. No matter how dark you are situated, you can still see hope. "

Jacob looked at the crowd downstairs thoughtfully. Although they were all watching other people's life, they may had different beliefs.

"In fact, I can see that you are different from others. To be honest, I have never seen such an expression in anyone's eyes," the woman lowered her head and glanced at Jacob from time to time.

She had found something on Jacob which she had never seen on anyone else. Regardless of reasons and situations, she felt that the person in front of her was different from others. And that feeling was so strong.

"Why did you want to die?" Jacob turned around and asked the woman. His expression was so calm and soft that the woman felt improper to get angry with him.

Why? She had lost her husband and was in deep grief. The answer was so clear, making the question stupid.

you're asking something ridiculous? My husband is dead. I can't live alone now.

could frighten a person who wanted to

abruptly. Maybe it was just another stupid question in the

the woman stopped and said nothing. "You

straight into the distance, without looking at the woman. The woman's words were full of pessimism.

Jacob

was the point of asking this

the wind, and there were deep wrinkles on it. But he could

woman raised her head, as if she wanted to show her

the woman. Such an extreme person

you die here now? Do you know how painful it is to fall down from here? Do you know how terrible death is? " Jacob tried to persuade her, but it seemed

I afraid of pain?" Chloe glanced at Jacob indifferently, as if he was

deeper. Thinking of Andy, he felt like there was a thorn in his heart that could not be pulled

interest to talk with Jacob. Anyway, she was going to die. It's not a big fault for her to say

my early age. I didn't know how sad I was at that time. " Jacob raised his neck and felt sore in his throat.

Jacob must be an innocent young lord born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Maybe he didn't know about the sufferings in the world, and maybe he didn't know about the pain of

with you?" The woman looked at Jacob coldly. Now, he could say anything just to persuade her from

look like I need your sympathy?" Jacob retorted. Everyone had his own pain. Even if he didn't say it, it didn't mean that he

only live in his memory and torture himself again and again.

"Then what do you

voice was much softer. Perhaps she was just overwhelmed by sadness at the

escape from his fate. Anyway, there are always people who have deep hatred resulted from misfortune. " Jacob put his hand in the pocket. His hand was so cold

felt that Jacob was