When I woke up in the morning, I found that my arm was as painful as a broken bone, I didn't understand what happened and ran to the nearest hospital from my home to register, the doctor asked me to take a film, I walked to the door of the CT room, and heard the family member next to the queue talking to the patient about the jumping case in the apartment opposite the hospital yesterday, she said that the girl had autism, she didn't talk or laugh, it didn't look like that age at all, I didn't like the evaluation of the unknown whole picture, so I coughed gently, and the person looked at me, Maybe it was because he recognized me as the boy who cried next to that girl yesterday, and thought that I was her relative or friend, so he didn't continue to say it, but I suddenly remembered her mother's indifferent attitude yesterday, what kind of family is this?

will let

"She" ended her youth in this way, and while I was pondering, the caller called my name, and I was stunned for a moment and walked into the CT room.

After the CT scan, the doctor told me that there was nothing wrong with watching the film, could it be a psychological reason?

I don't know much myself, but the pain is much better than when I woke up in the morning. The doctor suddenly asked me seriously, are you a friend of the girl yesterday?

I replied flatly, no, I didn't even know the girl. After hearing this, the doctor lowered his head and sighed, giving me the feeling that it was like regretting the death of a junior?

Or is it just that I think too much and just lament a girl whose youth begins and ends? I didn't ask much, after all, this is people's privacy.

As I approached the door, the doctor seemed to be talking to himself and to me, muttering that what a poor girl.

I happened to bump into it when I was out of the house

"Her" mother, when she saw me, was stunned for a moment and asked me in an indifferent tone if I wanted to participate

"Her" funeral. I wanted to talk but I didn't feel like I had anything to say, and there was nothing to go to even if I was a stranger, but I nodded subconsciously, and she told me that I would be at a funeral home in a week, and after saying that, I turned around and went into the doctor's office.

I walked out of the hospital, which was facing the apartment building, and I looked up at the rooftop, and then again

The position where "she" fell, the fantasy in my mind that she was standing upstairs, her eyes were full of despair, and in the time she jumped, the corners of her mouth suddenly raised a smile, and her life was over, relieved.

It wasn't until the sky was getting dark, and the street lights on the side of the road suddenly turned on, and I suddenly reacted that the day was over, and the doctor got off work and saw me standing on the side of the road, and patted me on the shoulder, I turned around sharply but scared her, I apologized, and the doctor smiled, after all, whoever was suddenly patted on the shoulder would also be scared, and she asked me what I was thinking?

I said I was thinking

"She" The doctor asked me if I wanted to have a meal together, but I asked why I was invited to dinner. The doctor said he wanted to tell me about it

About "her", I sent the gods to follow, and found a random place, and the doctor told about it

The story of "her",

"Her" mother was a single mom who was cheated of money and body by men when she was young, and then she had it

"She" is not so easy to raise a child, she simply has a business mind, and the economy is gradually improving.

"Her" mother's psychology has undergone subtle changes, and she no longer wants to see it

"She", just give

"She" found a nanny to take her, ate and drank every day, and didn't care about her, she couldn't see each other when she went out early and returned late.

"Her" mother's failed feelings also indirectly caused her to not care about family affection. Except for giving money, don't care

What "she" is doing, as long as she lives. The doctor knows so much and again

Who is "her"?