There should be, how desperate, will be in front of the son, or stubbornly end his life.

Reaching out his hand, Claudia pushed open the window and slowly climbed up the windowsill.

Time tore, pulled back this moment, this second.

He stood a few steps away. She clearly saw, heard and felt how scared he was.

Never fears.

She even blushed when she saw him.

"Claudia, don‘t." Rowan held out his hand, shook his head and looked at her begging. "No, no."

"Rowan, if I jump..." suddenly paused, her eyes suddenly brightened, "can we separate?"

"Pupil, don‘t." Rowan gritted his teeth and clenched his fist in his heart. "It hurts here, pupil pupil, I hurt here. You loathe to give up. So, don‘t."

Don‘t make me.

He doesn‘t understand.

Why doesn‘t he understand?

Claudia laughed aloud, licked his lips and looked at him word by word： "Rowan, do you think you are the only one who hurts? Me, don‘t I hurt? I also have a heart."

"When you come down, we will all stop hurting."

"No, it should or will hurt." Shaking her head, she slowly loosened her hand on the windowsill.

"Claudia!" Rowan growled, "You dare to jump!"

She closed her eyes and whispered, "Rowan, in fact, I am also very afraid. It is too high here. Rowan, I jump down and we will separate."

One second?

Maybe less than a second.

A of tears fell down the corner of his eye and slipped across his cheek.

It‘s noisy.

He seemed to hear screams, cries, all kinds of voices.

That window is lonely, just like many years ago.

The throat was fishy and sweet. Rowan knelt on the ground with a "bang" and curled up in a ball.

Shit!

It hurts!

Mom, I‘m in pain.

Never before. It hurts so much.

*

Although the following, already ready.

But when I fell, I still felt that my insides had moved.

I thought I was really going to die.

Before opening my eyes again, the first thing I smelled was the smell of disinfectant, which belonged exclusively to the hospital. It was so pungent and disgusting.

"Wake up! Claudia is awake!" Martha let out a cry.

Albert rushed forward and took Claudia‘s hand. "Pupil Pupil!"

"Dad."

"Ah! It‘s dad! Dad is here!" Holding her hand tightly, Albert asked softly, "How do you feel? Is there anything wrong?"

"Not bad."

Then, it was discovered that everyone was in the ward.

Wen Chenglin, Feng Nuanxin, Wen Jiazhi, Pamela, Tang Duoyang and the meat dumplings slept on the sofa.

There is another person, not here.

He estimated that he would never want to see her again.

The corners of the mouth overflowed with a wry smile. Unexpectedly, at this time, Feng Nuanxin was the one who knew her best, which was also ironic.

"Rowan is outside." She whispered a word.

No one asked her at this time what had happened to them.

"Do you want to see him?" Albert asked.

Claudia thought for a moment and gave a "hmm".

"Good." Albert‘s voice was hoarse. "Dad told him to come in."

Everyone withdrew. Tang Duo was holding the meat dumplings and was followed by Pamela, who turned back three times and had red and swollen eyes.

After a long time, the ward door was pushed open.

The doctor said that he had a slight concussion and did not fall on his body. He could be discharged from the hospital within one day.

Rowan stood at the door and did not go any further.

Claudia looked at the ceiling and did not look at him.

The two compartments were quiet and half－loud. She said, "Separate."

He said, "Good."

*

Claudia moved and Albert immediately asked, "What‘s the matter? Pupil, what‘s wrong?"

"No, Dad, I‘m not sick."

"So, do you want to drink water or are you hungry?"

"None."

"I can‘t sleep?"

"Hmm, hmm."

Rising from the sofa, Albert pulled up the chair and sat down on the bed, leaning over and holding Claudia‘s hand.

She froze her face and said softly, "Dad will accompany you to talk?"

"Uh－huh."

"Let Dad think about it, let‘s say something about your childhood..."