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.

ridiculous? My husband is dead. I can't live alone now. I want to revenge on you. " The woman blurted out her thoughts

fearless. What could frighten a person

abruptly. Maybe it was just another stupid question in the woman's eyes.

said nothing.

the woman. The woman's

your name?" Jacob suddenly

face was full of shock. What was the point of asking this at

face was pale and haggard in the wind, and there were deep wrinkles on it. But he could tell that she must be a beauty when she was

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

an extreme person

know how painful it is to fall down from here? Do you know how terrible death

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

experienced death." Jacob frowned deeper and deeper. Thinking of Andy, he felt like there was a thorn in his

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

I was at that time. " Jacob raised his neck and felt

that Jacob must be an innocent young lord born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Maybe he didn't

I will sympathize with you?" The woman looked at Jacob coldly. Now, he could

his own pain. Even if he didn't say it,

was invisible. He would only live in his memory and torture himself again and again. Besides that, what's

"Then

the tone of her voice was much softer. Perhaps she was just overwhelmed by sadness at the beginning. She just felt that god was unfair and someone had

have a baby. Some people did suffer a lot since they came to this world. No one can 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

are talking about me?" The woman felt that Jacob was referring to her.