Hospital No. 444.

Chapter 630 Cold

Chris felt the chill coming from behind and couldn't help but shiver all over.

"What happened just now?"

He turned around and looked, it was strange, there could be no wind or air conditioning behind him.

So what's going on with this strange trembling feeling?

Just a moment ago, Chris felt as if his whole body was frozen.

The last time he had a similar feeling was when he faced his son's body.

At that time, I felt that the world seemed to have collapsed.

It was still that familiar face, but he just lay there, unable to speak or open his eyes anymore.

Chris will never forget the feeling of seeing his son turned into a cold corpse. However, his wife just stood by and put all the blame on him.

"It's all because of you. If you hadn't believed in my son, he wouldn't have died! Give my son back to me, Chris Owen, give my son back to me!"

Yes.

Chris remembered that at that moment, he felt as if his whole body was frozen. That feeling made it impossible for him to move or breathe, as if every pore in his body was trembling.

"I……"

Chris suddenly recalled what the woman named Melty had just said.

Her words... originally sounded absurd, but now, he suddenly felt that maybe she was telling the truth.

What if what she said... was actually true?

He reached out his hand tremblingly, took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, and then took out another cigarette.

He found that his hands were shaking badly, and the cold trembling feeling once again hit his heart. When he lit the lighter again, the flame went out as soon as it jumped out.

"What?"

He was already trembling with fear at this moment, and now he was even more shocked.

  How could it be? There was no wind.

He walked with big strides in the opposite direction of Melty.

"No, no, no! That woman is crazy, she is crazy, nothing she said is true!"

  Yes, what she said was not true!

Then he quickly walked to the train's toilet, ran in, and closed the door.

At this moment, he felt a little relieved.

He leaned against the door, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and tried to light it again.

"It's not my fault. John's death is not my fault... It wasn't my fault in the first place..."

But now, Chris seemed to be able to see John's face at any time. It seemed that he could see it every moment.

At this moment, he recalled Melty's words again: "Ghosts really exist in this world. Even if gods do not exist, ghosts definitely exist. I can assure you of this."

Even now, the words still lingered in his ears.

Chris grabbed his chest, then took out his cell phone and called his wife again.

"what happened?"

His wife Anna's voice rang out again.

"Anna." Chris said in a calm tone, "If, in the future, you raise our daughter..."

Hearing this, the person on the other end of the phone seemed stunned.

"I've been thinking a lot recently about what I've done as a father and why I haven't been able to really get into my son's heart. You said I don't trust my son, but what is true trust? Just because they are children, do we trust them unconditionally? I don't understand either... I feel that I am not qualified as an educator."

Hearing this, Anna's tone calmed down a little.

"You are a good teacher. I admit that. You apply the same standards to everyone. If my students take drugs and bully the weak, you will stop them. But you don't understand John at all... You don't understand him, so he won't tell you the truth. He is a drug addict, but he definitely didn't rape anyone. We are a family, why should we treat our family members with the same standards as our students? Shouldn't family members consider feelings more important than principles?"

Chris and Anna were both calm for a long time.

"It's impossible for us, Chris. No matter what, I can't give my daughter to you. I also don't want you to continue to raise my daughter as a student at home. I will educate her well. If you agree to sign an agreement to let me raise her, I can increase the number of times you visit my daughter every week."

Chris tried to light the lighter again.

Still no use. "When John died...when our son died, did he hate me? I've been thinking about this a lot lately."

  Shouldn’t family members be reasonable?

Chris was confused.

If his son died with hatred towards him, if his son never forgave him until his death...

He recalled the shuddering feeling.

"Chris, think about it carefully. Unless you agree to give me custody of our daughter, otherwise... you can only contact me through a lawyer. Without my daughter, I might as well die."

His wife hung up the phone, but Chris felt cold all over.

At this moment, he suddenly felt the strong chill again.

Just like the moment John died...

  Then, he suddenly felt something grabbing his ankle tightly!

……

"Ahhhhhh! No! Don't!"

When Jack was bragging and chatting with Bob, they suddenly heard a loud shout!

"what happened?"

They looked blankly in the direction where the shouting came from.

Melias suddenly let out a sharp cry, and beside her, Melty hugged her.

"Okay, it's okay, it's okay, Melias, mom is here, it's okay... Are you having a nightmare?"

Bob took a sip of beer and said, "What? I was scared to death. It turned out to be a nightmare."

Jack was delighted and said, "Isn't this another chance to strike up a conversation?"

Then he picked up the beer and poured it down his trouser legs.

"What are you doing, Jack?" Bob looked at Jack's incredible behavior in confusion.

Then he ran to Melty and Melias, mother and daughter.

"Ma'am, your daughter just gave us a big scare," Jack pointed at his pants, "Look, my pants are soaked."

Melty hugged Melias and said, "I'm sorry, sir, I scared you."

Jack's mind quickly determined how to get the other party's mobile phone number, and he said, "Hey, I just bought this pair of pants, and now they are so wet. Do I have to wear these wet pants until we get to Virginia?"

At this moment, he deliberately moved closer, looking down from a high vantage point, so that he could see some "beautiful scenery".

Jack is a complete shameless person. He smokes, drinks, takes drugs, gambles, and visits prostitutes. It can be said that he has all the five vices. Shame? He has no sense of shame.

Melty saw that Jack spoke in such a frivolous tone and guessed that he had bad intentions.

"Sir, it wasn't my daughter who spilled the beer on you, was it?" Melty said coldly, "You are being unreasonable."

Jack immediately said, "Madam, are you saying I am unreasonable?"

As he said that, he was about to go up and do something to her.

Even if he couldn't get the phone number, at least he could satisfy his urge to do something, so for Jack, it was still a win.

At this time, his hand had already grabbed up!

At this time, his friend Bob rushed up from behind, grabbed Jack and said, "Friend, you've had too much to drink. Forget it! Forget it!"

Then, he pulled Jack back with all his might.

"What are you doing, Bob!"

"I don't think it's necessary to be so ugly, Jack! Enough is enough!"

"What are you talking about? I almost..."

"That's right, Jack! Why make such a scene? If you have the guts, use your eloquence to strike up a conversation." Another friend, Jason, said, "Don't you agree?"

"Speaking of which..." Bob immediately changed the subject: "Don't you find it strange? Where did the man who was sitting opposite the mother and daughter go? He hasn't come back yet?"