No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Elisa and the jumper observed as the police departed.

Determination shone in Elisa’s eyes. She understood that she could only rely on herself, and failure was not an option. She had to succeed.

Similarly, the two of them, each with their own hidden motives, began to chat aimlessly.

Elisa obtained a bag of beer from somewhere and slowly approached the man.

The person determined to end his life was very cautious, stopping Elisa when she was still two or three meters away from him.

“Stop right there! If you take one more step, I’ll jump!” he yelled.

Elisa remained silent, making calculations in her mind. If I turn around and rush over, there is no guarantee that I can safely pull him to the rooftop. Moreover, due to the rain, the rooftop is extremely slippery. He might accidentally slip and fall, making the situation much worse.

Elisa was about two meters away, she halted, raised the beer

was clearly surprised, unable to understand why Elisa still had the mood to drink in such

gulped and declined her

chuckled and nonchalantly

half of it in one

person contemplating suicide stared blankly

red

establish a connection between them. Since he wasn’t going to

arrived, I already knew everything about you. I know you have a seriously ill wife at home, and I understand why you’re considering this. But I

evasive, his psychological defenses seemingly

refusing to admit defeat even in

absolutely no idea what you’re

her life was exchanged for yours, how would she feel? Would she be able to accept it peacefully? If I remember correctly, you also have a daughter. She’s only eight years old this year… Can you truly bear it? To simply let go and leave them to shoulder everything as a widow and an