Stuck in you

With a faint smile, Rachel continued, "This is the seal Eric carved for me when he went on a trip."

When Rachel recalled the past, the smile on her face became bigger. She gently rubbed it and continued, "I used to think that he was too old-fashioned. But I didn't expect that it was the only thing I could find that had a connection with him."

"It's okay. There will be more and more connection in the future." Jack let her lean her head on his shoulder and whispered, "There are more than ten hours left. You can have a rest first."

Although she was not sleepy at all, Rachel knew that if she shook her head, it would definitely make Jack more worried.

His face was full of tiredness and deep sadness. Rachel knew that it was all because of herself.

Rachel couldn't imagine what would happen to her if he wasn't with her. She didn't know what to do.

In the hospital, Eric was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with no expression on his face.

The psychologist sat aside and said something slowly, but he did not have any reaction. In this way, a sense of frustration involuntarily slipped onto the psychologist's face.

He took a look and shook his head slightly. When he was about to stand up, he saw a pregnant woman push the door open and come in. He was about to ask if she had gone to the wrong place. Before he could ask, he saw Jack following her.

Looking at Eric's pale face, Rachel covered her mouth and tried her best to hold back her tears. "Eric, are you okay?"

However, her words were spoken to the air, without any answer.

Jack took a chair from the bedside, put it on the bedside, pressed Rachel's shoulder and let her sit down. He whispered in her ear, "Rachel, you stay in the ward and talk with Eric. We'll go out first."

He knew that if the two of them also stayed in the ward, it would be difficult for Rachel to say a lot of words.

Rachel gave him a look of gratitude. "Thank you, Jack."

smiled and touched her forehead gently. "Don't

again, there were only the two of them left in the big ward, and it became quiet in an instant. Eric's hand was tightly held by Rachel, without any reaction or temperature, which made

hand, he would shake it off immediately and exaggeratedly shouted, "Rachel, you are so disgusting. We are old enough,

at him with disgust and said, "Can you control your

and didn't even move his eyes. Rachel couldn't help but recall the past. She held back her tears and sobbed, "Eric, I'm holding your hand now. Why don't you shout? Why don't

what responded to her

her eyes, pressed her lips and calmed herself down. Then she stood up, pointed at Eric's face and shouted, "Eric, this has nothing to do with you. But now you are lying on the bed and can't

Eric frowned slightly.

not that he had no emotions, but that he tried his best to suppress the

won't help you deal with anything about the funeral. Just let her be. Even if someone asks me, I have a clear conscience. After all, her own son is lying here motionless and doesn't

worse, Rachel couldn't think of it for a while. Even if it appeared in her mind, she couldn't speak it

long sigh. Suddenly, she felt powerless and said

hard to hold back the crying, but later, his crying gradually increased and roared, "Rachel, it's all my fault. It's all my fault. I killed my mother. If I could have caught her

which had not been shed for a long time, poured down like a

"Eric, it's not your fault. No

Eric

who was standing at the door of the ward, heard his hysterical roar. He was afraid that Rachel would not be able to deal with it alone, so he quickly stood up and wanted to go in to see the specific situation. As soon as his hands touched the door handle, he was immediately stopped by the psychologist. "Mr. Jack, don't go in first.

a tearful man, but he didn't say anything, nor

said in a choked voice, "Eric, now that things have happened, we should cheer up and deal with the last thing well, so that Aunt Linda

funeral was set a week later.

sadness. It had been sunny for days, but today it began to rain.

of the tombstone in black, quietly watching Linda's smile

loves to laugh and freedom most, but now she

and said in a low voice, "But her soul is free and she can

streaming down his