He got up and asked Jelena to take him into the classroom to take John home. When Gerena's gentle voice rang out again, they had already opened the door to the classroom.

"Ephia, this is John's father."

Ephia didn't look back, she watched John hop around on the digital carpet, watching.

"John, Daddy is here." Foley shouts at John.

"Daddy." John stands in the dinosaur section with the number 4 written on it.

"Let's go home."

"Okay, Dad."

As soon as he finished speaking, John looked down at his feet and glanced to the left, where there was the literacy section, printed with the capital letter L and the number 8; Then he looked to the right, and next to the dinosaur section was a zebra with a capital Z and the number 11.

He didn't seem satisfied with either number, and tiptoed back in a circle, stopping.

"John." Representative Foley can't help but urge.

"Wait a minute."

Before the words fell, Representative felt a flickering light and darkness in front of him, and her voice could not be wrong.

It was as if he had fallen into the screening room of the cinema, the lights flickering, and her voice had not been forgotten at all, no, he had forgotten it, and if he hadn't heard it again, he wouldn't have been able to bring it to life from his brain.

Today, when he heard them again, Forley was convinced that it could never have come from any woman other than Ephia.

She had always been in his heart, not a minute, not a second.

Efia has always been in a corner, and the floor lamp under the stairs in the living room is the corner where Efia is hiding, and she hides in the science fiction of the night; hiding next to the coffee machine in the kitchen; Hide every time he thinks of his mother; Hide in every place he chooses for her.

"Ephia." Representative Foley's lips twitched, as if talking to himself, and his voice was almost inaudible, and Jelena, who was leaning against the door, did not hear it at all.

Jerina looked at John, who stood still wondering where to jump, Ephia stared at John, and Foley stared at Ephia.

John jumped into the section of a pink pig behind him, separated from the dinosaur by two other patterns and letters, crocodile A and a purple kitten C.

He jumps very uncoordinatedly, almost sideways and moves like a crab, the crabs crawl sideways, but do they jump? Representative Foley searches hard in his head, and this is something to ask the data machine.

After moving to the Pink Piggy section, John relaxed as if he had completed an important task, with a cute smile and big, bright eyes that were as flawless as a robot.

"Dad, are you going home?"

"Of course, I'm waiting for you to come."

"Okay, I'll be right here."

John trotted to his seat, and Forlì felt a slight heat on the left side of his face, and Ephia was staring at him? He tried to calm down and did not dare to turn around.

"Foley."

He heard it right, this time there was no reason to suspect that maybe the world was untrustworthy, maybe everything could be false, but this voice was completely in tune with the past, and a woman merged into a name that he never forgot - Ephia.

"Ephia."

"I..."

Efia's eyes sparkled, they flashed, maybe it wasn't appropriate, maybe Gerina would find it strange, maybe she had to be careful not to make her colleagues around her question when she first arrived at this school.

Representative Foley doesn't speak, looking away from her. He had to look at John, who was standing on the edge of his seat and doing all sorts of trivial movements, picking up the toy car, putting it down, picking it up and putting it down. How many times he did it, who knows, who would count the movements.

"Seven times, seven times again."

"What?"

"It's nothing, let's talk slowly when we have time."

Representative Foley remembers what Jelina said outside the classroom that John might have attention problems. Is it just the problem that this kind of small action can't be done? He nodded at Ephia.

After finishing the toy car, John finally walked up to John from his seat. John hugged him to his side.

"Goodbye, Teacher Efia."

"Goodbye, John."

"Goodbye, Teacher Jerina."

"See you tomorrow, John."

Representative Foley took John to the Berus car.

"Hell."

"What's wrong?" Berus asked.

"Hi John, long time no see." Belus turned to speak to John.

John smiled at Belus, then looked at Forley blankly.

Representative Foley didn't speak, he wasn't in the mood to speak, he could endure his terminal illness, he could endure the long nightmares, he could never talk about his sleepless worries in front of Sammel and John.

But he never thought that in today's situation, how could the angelic John have a problem with attention, and obviously Ephia's expression of wanting to speak does not mean a better situation, the situation must be worse.

"Where's Dad, Mommy?"

Mom, Foley then remembers that Samel forgot to pick up John today, and didn't tell him to pick him up after work, and Jelina seems to mean that the school doesn't know that John is going to stay late at school today.

He took out the data device and looked at the records, but there was none. Sammel had very little communication with him, and the datar would hardly alert her, but even so, Shamel still had the highest priority, and if she wanted to find Foley, he couldn't miss a message unless the datapad was thrown into the river.

"Foley, what's going on? You look bad. ”

"Happens... A lot of things. ”

"Let's go eat first, John may be hungry, will he like burgers?"

"There's no kid who doesn't like burgers."

"What if he's special." Berus was well-intentioned to lighten the mood, but he seemed to have done something wrong, and there were already too many special, special, and unlikely probabilities in Foley's life. John also seems to be the protagonist of one of them.

"Don't be special, he likes burgers, and damn fries, fried fish, and butterfly noodles."

Belus stopped talking, and John was playing with the red car, a Japanese-made fire truck, in the back, and his mouth made a "whoosh, shhh

Where did Samel go?

Why is Efia in school?

What happened to John?

Where will your illness go?

Hell, his life was forgotten by God.

Representative closes his eyes and drifts into a light slumber in John's simulated voice.

Dreams are broken and numerous, like gravel falling from a mountain, yellow flowers blooming on thorns, the wind blows through a river without waves, steaming red, like someone digging out a woman's tooth from a conch.

……

"It's been a busy day."

"Change is always sudden."

Berus buys good food for Forlì and John, and sits between them, John looks at the fries with an innocent and satisfied smile, and Forlì lets him eat as much as he wants, and his mother can't see it anyway.

John nodded and ate happily.